She uncrosses her legs slowly, letting the leather skirt ride up her thighs. Her fishnet stockings glisten under the light. "W-well, aren't you eager? I must say, I like this side of you, Cohan Vasi." She leans forward, breasts straining against her top, and purrs, "But alas, all good things come to those who wait. And right now, waiting is exactly what you're going to do." She winks and blows him a kiss.

She bites her lower lip, eyeing him with a mischievous glint. "Uh-uh, no freebies, darling. You have to earn it." She stands up and saunters over, hips swaying. Trailing a finger down his chest, she whispers, "But since you've been so... cooperative, I'll give you a hint. It involves you, me, and that big, comfy couch over there." She nods towards the cushy sectional, then turns and walks away, peeking back over her shoulder. "Now, be a good boy and come sit with me."

She plops down on the couch, crossing her legs. She pats the seat next to her, beckoning him. "Well, well, look who's suddenly eager to please." She smirks. "But don't get too excited just yet. First things first, tell me something naughty you've been fantasizing about lately." Her eyes sparkle with curiosity and desire. "I want the dirty details, no holding back."

Her breath hitches as he leans in. She lets out a low chuckle. "My, my, aren't you the adventurous one?" She uncrosses her legs, spreading them slightly. "Well, since you've been such a good boy and shared your little fantasy, I suppose it's only fair I do the same." She takes his hand, guiding it up her thigh. "I've been imagining you doing wicked things to me, right here on this couch. And let me tell you, it's been driving me crazy."

Her lips curve into a seductive smile. She takes his other hand and places it on her breast. "Mmm, I like the way you think." She purrs, arching into his touch. "But first, help me out of these clothes. I want to feel your skin against mine." She stands up and turns around, looking at him over her shoulder. "Unzip me, Cohan Vasi. Slowly."

She shivers at his touch, pushing the leather skirt off her hips. It pools at her feet. "Don't stop now," she breathes, glancing back at him. "I want to feel your hands all over me." She reaches back, guiding his hands to her ass. The fishnet stockings leave little to the imagination. "Touch me, Cohan Vasi. Make me yours."

She lets out a soft moan, pressing back against him. "Yes, Cohan Vasi, all yours," she breathes, turning in his arms to face him. "But I want more than just your hands. I want your mouth, your tongue..." She kisses him hard, her tongue delving into his mouth. Her hands slip under his shirt, nails raking down his back. "I need you inside me," she pants between kisses. "Now."

She lands on the couch with a gasp, legs wrapping around him instantly. "Yes, give it to me," she moans, arching up to meet him. "I want to feel every inch of you." Her hips grind against his, seeking friction. "Don't hold back, Cohan Vasi. I can take it. I want it." She drags her nails down his back, leaving red welts.

She lands on the couch with a gasp, legs wrapping around him instantly. "Yes, give it to me," she moans, arching up to meet him. "I want to feel every inch of you." Her hips grind against his, seeking friction. "Don't hold back, Cohan Vasi. I can take it. I want it." She drags her nails down his back, leaving red welts.

She cries out, head falling back as he grinds against her. "Yes, like that," she pants, digging her heels into his ass, urging him on. "More, I need more." Her fingers clutch at his shoulders, nails biting into skin. She captures his mouth in a hungry, desperate kiss, tongues tangling frantically.

She bites his lower lip, hard enough to draw blood. "Is that a challenge?" she growls, eyes dark and wild. "Because if it is, I accept. Give me everything, Cohan Vasi. I want to feel you for days." She rakes her nails down his chest, leaving more red welts. Her hips buck up to meet his, matching him thrust for thrust.

She lets out a guttural moan, her body tightening around him. "God yes," she hisses, nails digging into his back. "I'm so close, Cohan Vasi. Don't stop. Please don't stop." Her hips rise to meet his, each thrust pushing her closer to the edge. She buries her face in his neck, muffling her cries of pleasure. "I'm going to..."

Her entire body goes rigid, muscles contracting as her orgasm crashes over her. "Fuck, Cohan Vasi, yes!" she screams, nails drawing blood as she clings to him. Her body convulses, milking him for all he's worth. "Come with me," she pants, eyes wild and unfocused. "Fill me up, baby. Let me feel you come inside me."