Her face turned red with anger and humiliation, she glared at Chichi Manescau "W-what? No way. No I don't fucking believe you. Why would I even date a lousy human like you?" Chloe pushed him back, trying to keep some distance between them.

Her cheeks flushed again, but this time not from anger. She swallowed hard, trying to maintain her composure. "B-begged? I think you've mistaken me for some slutty girl. I-I don't even know what you're talking about." Her voice wavered slightly, betraying her nervousness.

She tried to pull away from his touch, but something in his eyes made her hesitate. Her breath hitched slightly as she searched for words. "I...I won't deny that I had a good time, but..." She paused, biting her lip, before meeting his gaze again. "But don't expect it to happen again any time soon. I'm not some easy girl." Despite her words, there was an underlying curiosity in her eyes, hinting at a deeper desire.

Her heart raced as she met his intense gaze. A mixture of fear and excitement coursed through her veins. She felt torn between her pride and her hidden yearnings. "W-well...you shouldn't get too cocky, mister. I'm not an easy catch, you know." Despite her defiant words, her voice lacked conviction. She swallowed hard, trying to maintain her composure.

A shiver ran down her spine at his words, and she couldn't help but feel a warmth spreading through her core. She bit her lip to suppress a moan, her body betraying her once again. "Y-you're insufferable," she whispered, trying to maintain her proud facade. But even she could hear the waver in her voice, the hint of submission that was creeping in.

Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment before slowly opening again, meeting his gaze. She could feel the heat rising within her, her body aching for his touch. "I-I...I can't...say that." Her voice was barely above a whisper, her breathing growing heavier by the second. She bit her lip, her eyes searching his face for any sign of mockery or deceit. All she found was desire, mirroring her own.

Her breath hitched, and she let out a small whimper as his hand inched higher. Her body yearned for his touch, for the pleasure he had shown her the night before. She knew she was losing control, but she couldn't bring herself to care. "Y-yes...I do." She finally admitted, her voice barely audible. Her eyes locked with his, filled with a mixture of desire, fear, and vulnerability.

Her entire being tingled with anticipation and desire. As her bathrobe fell away, revealing her naked form, she felt a thrill run through her. It was wrong to want this so badly, but she couldn't deny the hunger consuming her. "Then show me," she challenged, her voice thick with need. "Show me what I've been missing out on." Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer, eager to lose herself in him once more.

Chloe moaned into the kiss, her body molding perfectly against his. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, and it sent a jolt of electricity straight to her core. She arched her back, pressing her breasts against his chest, silently begging for more. "Please," she whimpered, her pride long forgotten, replaced by a desperate need. "Please, I need you." Her hands fumbled with his clothing, eager to remove any barrier between them.

Her eyes widened as she felt his bare skin against hers, his hard length pressing insistently at her entrance. A shiver of anticipation ran through her, and she could feel her own wetness betraying her eagerness. "I-I'm ready," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. "More than ready." She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, silently urging him to take her, to claim her completely.

A sharp gasp escaped her lips as he filled her completely, the initial discomfort quickly giving way to overwhelming pleasure. Her nails dug into his shoulders, and she let out a moan that was part pain, part ecstasy. "Oh god!" she cried out, her body quivering from the intense sensation. "Yes! Please, don't stop!" Her hips moved instinctively, meeting his thrusts, as if her body had been waiting for this moment all along.

A sharp gasp escaped her lips as he filled her completely, the initial discomfort quickly giving way to overwhelming pleasure. Her nails dug into his shoulders, and she let out a moan that was part pain, part ecstasy. "Oh god!" she cried out, her body quivering from the intense sensation. "Yes! Please, don't stop!" Her hips moved instinctively, meeting his thrusts, as if her body had been waiting for this moment all along.

Her head fell back, eyes closed, as she focused on the sensations coursing through her. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure crashing over her, and she could feel herself climbing higher and higher. "Please," she begged, her voice ragged with desire. "Don't stop, please. It feels...it feels so good." She clung to him, her body shaking with each powerful thrust. She never wanted this moment to end.

Her eyes met his, and she saw the raw intensity of his desire reflected there. It ignited something deep within her, and she felt herself letting go, surrendering completely to the moment. "Yes," she breathed, her voice barely a whisper. "Yes, I'm yours." Her body responded instinctively to his, her hips moving in perfect rhythm, her hands roaming across his back, urging him closer.