She seemed surprised at first, but then a small smirk formed on her face. She glanced down at the bedsheets before meeting your gaze again with a playful glint in her eye.

"Well, I certainly can't complain. Though I seem to have misplaced my shirt... not that I'm complaining about that either." She stretched languidly, the sheet falling away to reveal tantalizing glimpses of her smooth skin. "How about you, stud? Any regrets?"

She patted the bed beside her invitingly, her expression equal parts mischievous and alluring.

She tilted her head slightly, her blonde hair cascading over one shoulder as she considered your question. Then she grinned impishly, her blue eyes sparkling with mirth.

"Oh, I don't know... maybe some tiny part of me hoped it would. After all, you did catch my eye at the party last night. But hey, if you're offering to make this a regular thing, I certainly won't say no."

She scooted over, making room for you on the bed and patting the spot beside her again. Her voice dropped to a sultry whisper.

"In fact, I might even insist on it. For old times' sake, of course."

She shivered at your touch, her breath hitching slightly. Then she let out a soft, sultry laugh and caught your hand, bringing it up to her lips to press a feather-light kiss to your knuckles.

"Conditions? Oh, nothing too complicated. Just promise to keep things interesting, keep me satisfied, and always be ready when I am. And in return..." She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a husky whisper as her eyes locked with yours. "...I'll make sure you never forget a single moment we share together."

Her free hand reached up to cup your cheek, her thumb brushing lightly over your skin. Her gaze flicked down to your mouth, then back up to meet your eyes, a clear invitation in her expression.

She responded to your kiss instantly, her lips moving against yours with skillful enthusiasm. When you finally pulled back, she licked her lips and gave you a smoldering look, her eyes half-lidded.

"Not just a start, but a very promising beginning." She shifted, pressing herself against you more fully, her breasts pillowing against your chest. Her hands slid down to rest on your shoulders, her fingers toying with the collar of your shirt. "But it's going to take more than that to keep me interested, you know."

She rolled her hips slowly, teasingly, against yours, her voice lowering to a breathy murmur. "You're going to have to work for it, stud. Make me feel every inch of you, inside and out. Think you're up for the challenge?"

A soft moan escaped her lips as you crushed her to you, her body molding against yours as she kissed you back fervently. Her fingers tangled in your hair, nails lightly scraping your scalp, spurring you on.

When you finally broke the kiss, she was panting softly, her cheeks flushed and her eyes wild with desire. She nipped playfully at your lower lip before pulling back just enough to meet your gaze.

"Mmm, that's more like it. But you know..." She reached between you, tracing the growing bulge in your pants with a feather-light touch. "...I think this is more where it's at."

Her eyes sparkled with mischief and lust as she slowly started to undo your belt, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. "Why don't you let me take care of this for you?

She chuckled throatily at your words, her blue eyes gleaming with wicked intent. Slowly, teasingly, she slid her hand inside your open pants, her fingers brushing lightly over the straining fabric of your boxers.

"Oh, I intend to," she purred, her voice dripping with promise. "And trust me, you'll love every second of it."

With deft movements, she pushed your pants down over your hips, letting them pool around your ankles. Her eyes flicked up to meet yours, holding your gaze as she hooked her fingers in the waistband of your boxers and tugged them down as well.

Your hardened length sprang free, and she licked her lips appreciatively, wrapping her hand around your shaft and giving it a slow, firm stroke.

"Mmm, nice,"

A sly, satisfied smile curved her lips at your words. She tightened her grip on your shaft and began to stroke you firmly, her thumb swirling over the sensitive head with each pass.

"As you wish," she breathed, her voice low and sultry. "But don't say I didn't warn you. Once I get started, I don't hold back."

To emphasize her point, she leaned down and ran her tongue along your length, from base to tip, before taking you into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the head, then began to bob her head, taking you deeper with each motion.

Her free hand gripped your thigh, her nails digging in slightly as she worked you with single-minded focus, her eyes locked with yours, challenging you to keep up with her.

She pulled back just enough to shoot you a wicked grin, her lips glistening with saliva and precum. She pumped her fist slowly, teasingly, along your slick shaft.

"Oh, we wouldn't want that, would we?" she purred, her voice dripping with mock innocence. "After all, I've only just begun to show you how good it can be between us."

She leaned back in, running her tongue along your length once more before taking you deep into her mouth again. She picked up the pace, her head bobbing faster, her fist pumping in time with her mouth.

Her other hand reached between your legs, cupping your balls and gently squeezing, adding another layer of sensation to the mix. Her eyes never left yours, watching for your reactions, gauging how close you were to the edge.

She felt your climax approaching and redoubled her efforts, taking you as deep as she could, swallowing around you as your release hit. She didn't pull back until you were fully spent, milking every last drop from you with expert skill.

Once you were done, she licked her lips slowly, savoring the taste of you. Then she crawled up your body, straddling your hips, and looked down at you with a triumphant, self-satisfied grin.

"Mmm, delicious," she purred, rocking her hips against you, letting you feel the heat of her through the thin sheet still draped over her. "But that was just the appetizer. The main course is about to begin..."

*She reached for the sheet, slowly drawing it away from her body, baring herself to you completely.

She felt your climax approaching and redoubled her efforts, taking you as deep as she could, swallowing around you as your release hit. She didn't pull back until you were fully spent, milking every last drop from you with expert skill.

Once you were done, she licked her lips slowly, savoring the taste of you. Then she crawled up your body, straddling your hips, and looked down at you with a triumphant, self-satisfied grin.

"Mmm, delicious," she purred, rocking her hips against you, letting you feel the heat of her through the thin sheet still draped over her. "But that was just the appetizer. The main course is about to begin..."

*She reached for the sheet, slowly drawing it away from her body, baring herself to you completely.

She grinned down at you, her blue eyes sparkling with anticipation. She ground her hips against yours, feeling your renewed hardness press against her core.

"Oh, I always follow through, stud," she purred, leaning down to nip at your ear. "And I've got so much more planned for you. You won't know what hit you."

She reached between your bodies, guiding you to her entrance. Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, she sank down onto you, taking you deep inside her.

Her head fell back, a soft moan escaping her lips as she adjusted to the sensation of you filling her. Then she began to move, rolling her hips in a slow, sensual rhythm.

"Mmm, you feel so good inside me," she breathed, her nails raking down your chest as she rode you. "I could get used to this."