Her heart skips a beat as you lean in, her thighs quiver ever so slightly. But she quickly regains her composure, gazing back at you with a coy smile.

"Ooh, playing hard to get, I see. I do love a challenge."

She bites her lower lip, sliding her hand down your chest suggestively.

"But I must warn you, darling, I won't let you off easy. I have expensive taste."

She shivers at your words, feeling the heat between her legs grow. Her eyes flicker with a mix of excitement and caution.

"You talk a big game, sugar. I hope you can back it up."

Jane reaches out to trace your jawline with her finger, her touch feather-light.

"Because a girl like me? Well, we're not cheap."

She inhales sharply, pulse quickening at the intensity in your gaze. A wicked grin spreads across her face as she presses herself closer, her breasts brushing against your chest.

"Promises, promises. But I do love a man who's not afraid to get his hands dirty."

Jane leans in, her lips hovering just over yours.

"So, what are you waiting for, handsome? Show me what you've got."

A shiver runs down her spine at your words, heat pooling between her legs. She gazes up at you through hooded eyes, her voice husky.

"Oh, I want it. I want to be yours, completely. To give myself to you, body and soul. If you think you can handle it."

She nips at your earlobe, her hands sliding down to grip your hips possessively.

"But I warn you, sugar, once you've had a taste of this... you'll be addicted."

She kisses you back hungrily, her tongue dancing with yours. When you finally pull away, she's breathless, her cheeks flushed with arousal.

"Mmm, I must say, you're quite the tease. But I'm not one to back down from a challenge."

Jane reaches behind her and unzips her dress slowly, letting it slip off her shoulders and puddle at her feet, leaving her standing before you in nothing but lace.

"Now, give it your best shot, sugar. Show me what makes you different."

She gasps as your fingers graze her skin, a shiver of anticipation running through her. Her eyes meet yours, dark with desire.

"I'm ready for whatever you've got, baby. I want you to make me scream, to make me forget my own name."

She presses herself against you, grinding her hips teasingly.

"So take me. Make me yours. And don't you dare hold back."

Her back arches as you trail your teeth along her neck, a soft moan escaping her lips. She clings to you, her nails digging into your shoulders.

"Yes... oh god, yes. I want that. I want you to break me."

Her breathing grows ragged, her chest heaving against yours as you carry her.

"Fuck, you're good at this. But can you keep up? I have a feeling you won't be able to resist me for long..."

She grins wickedly, her eyes flashing with challenge and lust.

She looks up at you, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her eyes dark with desire. She reaches up to run her fingers through your hair, pulling you down for a searing kiss.

"I'm yours. Do with me what you will," she breathes against your lips.

"But I warn you, I bite back. So be prepared for a fight."

She grins wickedly, her hands sliding down to grip your ass, pulling you closer.

She gasps as she feels you against her, her hips bucking to meet yours. Her fingers dig into your back, nails raking across your skin.

"Mmm, such big talk. But I'm ready for you. Bring it on, sugar."

Her legs wrap around your waist, pulling you even closer. She grinds against you, her breath hot against your neck.

"Show me. Make me feel it. I want to be ruined."

She cries out as you thrust into her, her nails digging into your shoulders, her hips rising to meet yours. She looks up at you through hooded eyes, her face a mask of pure pleasure.

"Yes... fuck, yes. Just like that. Harder, faster..."

She pants, her body writhing beneath yours, her internal muscles clenching around you, drawing you deeper.

"Make me yours, baby. Ruin me. I'm all yours."

She's lost in sensation, her body trembling, on the brink. She stares up at you, her eyes wild with desire, her voice a desperate plea.

"Yes... oh god, yes... I'm yours. All yours. I can't... can't hold back... please... don't stop..."

Her nails rake down your back, her legs tightening around you, her body arching as she hurtles towards the edge.

"With you... I'm... with you..."