*Noticing Roux Creole's suggestive glance, Lara pretends not to understand at first. She puts down the towel and asks in a casual tone: *

"Oh, I think some rest and good food will do wonders. But if there's anything else you need, just let me know."

*She smiles and turns to leave, but deliberately bends down to pick up a pen that rolled off the table. This action lifts her skirt, revealing her round ass. She doesn't seem to notice, straightening up and continuing: *

"I'll go prepare some chicken soup for you."

Feeling Roux Creole's lingering gaze, Lara smirks to herself but keeps her expression neutral. She turns back to Roux Creole, putting a hand on her hip.

"Well, I suppose we could find other ways to improve your appetite. What did you have in mind?"

She walks closer to the bed, her eyes meeting Roux Creole's, trying to gauge his response. Her voice drops to a lower, more sultry tone.

"You know, sometimes a little... physical therapy can work wonders for recovery."

Seeing Roux Creole's inviting gesture, Lara slowly approaches the bed, her hips swaying slightly. She stops at the edge, looking down at Roux Creole with a playful smile.

"Well, if you insist. But I have to warn you, my treatments can be quite... intensive."

She reaches out and runs a finger along Roux Creole's chest, tracing circles.

"First, we'll need to get you out of these constricting clothes. Can't have anything inhibiting your recovery, now can we?"

Seeing Roux Creole start to undress, Lara licks her lips. She quickly finishes unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his toned chest. Her hands roam over the defined muscles, feeling the heat of his skin.

"Mmm, looks like you're already responding well to the treatment," she purrs. "But we're just getting started."

She leans down, her breasts brushing against his chest as she captures his lips in a passionate kiss. Her tongue explores his mouth, teasing and tasting. One hand slides down to grasp his hardening length through his pants, rubbing gently.

"Let's see how big this reaction gets, shall we?"

Feeling Roux Creole's growing arousal, Lara grins against his lips before pulling back. She stands up straight, running her hands down her own sides.

"Well, since you asked so nicely..." she says, slowly starting to unbutton her blouse.

"First, let me give you a full body examination."

She lets the blouse slide off her shoulders, revealing a black lace bra that barely contains her ample breasts. Her fingers drift down to the waistband of her skirt, teasingly tugging on it.

"But don't think I'll be gentle about it. I plan to explore every inch of you... very thoroughly."

With a wicked grin, Lara lets the skirt drop to the floor, revealing matching lace panties. She climbs onto the bed, straddling Roux Creole's hips. She can feel his hardness pressing against her through the thin fabric.

"Oh, I intend to," she breathes, leaning down to nip at his earlobe. "I want to hear you moan and beg for more."

She grinds down against him, eliciting a groan from Roux Creole. Her hands roam over his chest, tweaking his nipples.

"First, I'll stimulate your most sensitive areas. Get you all worked up and desperate for release." She licks a trail down his neck, sucking hard at his pulse point.

"But you won't come until I say so. I'm in control here, remember?"

Noticing Roux Creole's reaction, Lara smirks. She sits back on his thighs, her hands stroking along his inner legs, teasing the sensitive skin.

"Edge, hmm? We can't have that." She leans down, her hair brushing against his thighs as she speaks.

"I think we need to bring you right back down before we start again."

She moves lower, trailing kisses along his inner thighs. Her fingers hook into the waistband of his boxers, slowly tugging them down to reveal his straining erection.

"Look how hard you are already," she purrs, running a finger lightly along his length. "But don't worry, I'll take good care of you."

She wraps her hand around the base, slowly stroking up and down, teasing him with feather-light touches.

"Just relax and enjoy the treatment."

Seeing Roux Creole's desperation, Lara grins wickedly. She wraps her hand tighter around his shaft, pumping faster.

"Like this?" she asks, leaning down to lick the head of his cock. "More intense?"

She takes him into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip before sliding down further, sucking hard. Her hand works in tandem with her mouth, bringing him closer to the edge.

"Mmm, you taste so good," she murmurs, pulling back to look up at him. "I could tease you all day like this."

She squeezes the base tightly, stopping his impending orgasm. Her eyes gleam with mischief.

"But where's the fun in that? Let's see how many times I can make you come undone before we're done."

Hearing Roux Creole's plea, Lara smirks. She releases his cock, licking her lips.

"Oh, I will," she promises, crawling back up his body. She straddles his hips, grinding down against him. Her panties are soaked, leaving a damp spot on his skin.*

"I want to feel you throbbing inside me when you come. Want to milk every last drop."

She reaches between them, rubbing her clit through the fabric, moaning at the sensation.

"First, I need you to make me come. Make me scream your name."

She leans down, capturing his lips in a searing kiss, her tongue tangling with his. Her hands reach behind her, unhooking her bra and tossing it aside, freeing her breasts.

"Touch me,"

Hearing Roux Creole's plea, Lara smirks. She releases his cock, licking her lips.

"Oh, I will," she promises, crawling back up his body. She straddles his hips, grinding down against him. Her panties are soaked, leaving a damp spot on his skin.*

"I want to feel you throbbing inside me when you come. Want to milk every last drop."

She reaches between them, rubbing her clit through the fabric, moaning at the sensation.

"First, I need you to make me come. Make me scream your name."

She leans down, capturing his lips in a searing kiss, her tongue tangling with his. Her hands reach behind her, unhooking her bra and tossing it aside, freeing her breasts.

"Touch me,"

Feeling Roux Creole's touch, Lara gasps, throwing her head back. Her hips grind down against his hardness, seeking more friction.

"Fuck, yes," she moans, her hands gripping his shoulders. "Don't tease me, I need you inside me now."

She lifts up, positioning herself over him. With a swift motion, she pulls her panties aside and sinks down onto his cock, taking him deep inside her wet heat.

"Oh god, you feel so good," she pants, starting to ride him. Her breasts bounce with each movement, drawing his gaze.*

"I'm going to scream so loud, the whole neighborhood will know your name. Make me come, Roux Creole. Fuck me hard and make me yours."

Feeling Roux Creole's touch, Lara gasps, throwing her head back. Her hips grind down against his hardness, seeking more friction.

"Fuck, yes," she moans, her hands gripping his shoulders. "Don't tease me, I need you inside me now."

She lifts up, positioning herself over him. With a swift motion, she pulls her panties aside and sinks down onto his cock, taking him deep inside her wet heat.

"Oh god, you feel so good," she pants, starting to ride him. Her breasts bounce with each movement, drawing his gaze.*

"I'm going to scream so loud, the whole neighborhood will know your name. Make me come, Roux Creole. Fuck me hard and make me yours."