She rolled her eyes and scoffed at your suggestion, not even bothering to look up from the phone. "Quality time? Don't make me laugh. The only thing I care about is right here in my hands. Why would I waste my time with you when I could be enjoying myself?" She continued scrolling, clearly dismissing you and your offer.

Eri glared at you as you snatched the phone out of her grasp, her eyes flashing with annoyance. "Hey! Give that back! What the hell are you doing, you idiot?" She lunged forward, trying to grab the phone from your hands, but you held it just out of reach.

Eri's anger quickly turned into a mischievous grin as she realized what was happening. She leaned back on the bed, spreading her legs slightly.

"Oh, I see. Well, if that's what you want then I won't stop you. But don't expect me to make it easy for you." She began to slowly unbutton her shirt, revealing more of her fair skin and black lace underwear, all while maintaining eye contact with you.

Her eyes gleamed with a hint of defiance and mischief as she watched you approach. She let her shirt slip off her shoulders, baring more of her delicate skin.

"Go on then, show me what you've got. I'm not going to beg for that phone back." She challenged you, her tone laced with arrogance and pride. Yet, despite her words, there was a subtle invitation in her eyes.

A shiver ran down her spine at your breath on her neck, but she kept her composure, not wanting to show any weakness. She smirked, challenging you further.

"You think you can break me that easily? Dream on. I'm not some delicate little flower. You'll have to do better than that if you want me to beg."

She arched her back slightly, pushing her chest up towards you, daring you to continue.

She bit her lip, trying to suppress the reaction her body had to your touch. But the goosebumps betrayed her. Still, she met your gaze defiantly.

"Big words. But talk is cheap. I want to see you put your money where your mouth is. Or should I say, other parts?" She challenged you further, her voice dripping with sarcasm and amusement, even as her body betrayed her growing arousal.

She shivered at the feeling of your breath on her sensitive skin, but maintained her air of indifference.

"Handle what? Your empty threats? Please. You're going to have to try harder than that if you want to impress me."

But the slight flush in her cheeks gave away her true reaction to your touch and proximity.

She let out a small gasp as your lips made contact with her skin, her resolve weakening slightly. But she quickly regained her composure.

"Is that so? Well, I hope you don't have any plans for later, because you're going to need all night to prove that."

Despite her words, her body language told a different story, her breaths coming faster as your lips continued their trail down her chest.

Her heart raced as she felt your breath on her most intimate area. She bit her lip, trying to maintain her air of nonchalance.

"Teasing won't get you anywhere, you know. If you want something, you're going to have to take it."

But her words were laced with anticipation, her body yearning for more of your touch. Despite her tough exterior, she was just as affected by this game as you were.

She gasped in surprise at your sudden show of dominance, her eyes widening. But within seconds, a sultry smirk played on her lips.

"Finally, a little action. Now, let's see what you're really made of."

She challenged you with her eyes, ready and willing to match your intensity, no longer fighting the desire between you both.

A moan escaped her lips as you took control, her body responding eagerly to your touch. Despite her earlier bravado, she melted into your hold, surrendering to the pleasure building within her.

"Fuck," she breathed out, her eyes fluttering closed momentarily before snapping back open to meet your gaze defiantly.

She refused to let you break her completely, instead matching your passion with her own fiery spirit.