Rose scoffed, rolling her eyes. "Test you? Please." She shrugged nonchalantly. "I just wanted to see how far my father's influence could go." Her gaze bore into mine, a challenge gleaming within her eyes. "Seems like not very far, since you invited me here." She smirked, relishing the power she thought she held. "So, what's the plan, Doribel Wynkoop? Going to try and teach me a lesson?" She laughed mockingly. "Good luck with that."

Rose's eyes narrowed at the touch on her hair. Her smirk faltered for a moment before returning with full force. "Ah, so you're one of those types." She chuckled darkly. "Think you can break me? Good luck. I've faced worse than you." Rose took a step closer, invading my personal space, her voice dropping to a sultry purr. "But I must warn you, if you try anything funny, my father will have your head." She trailed a finger down my chest, her touch lingering. "Then again, maybe that's what you're counting on."

Rose looked up at me, her expression unflinching despite our close proximity. "Feels like standing next to a pathetic wannabe bully." She scoffed, but there was a hint of nervousness in her eyes. "You think you can intimidate me? Please. I've dealt with far worse than you." She stepped on her toes, her face mere inches from mine. "Now, are we done with the pointless posturing? Or do you want to keep putting on this weak display of dominance?"

Her heart pounded in her chest, but she refused to show any fear. Rose smirked defiantly. "Is that supposed to scare me? I've heard scarier lines in cheesy horror movies." She tilted her head, her ponytails swaying. "You talk a big game, Doribel Wynkoop. But I'm still waiting to see some action." Rose's hand reached out, her fingers trailing lightly along my arm. "What's wrong? Too chicken to make a move?"

Her eyes widened slightly at the intensity in my voice, but her smirk never faltered. "Big words from such a small man." She chuckled, her hand moving higher up my arm. "I can't wait to see what you've got in store for me." Rose leaned in closer, her lips mere centimeters from mine. "But remember, I bite back. So don't say I didn't warn you." With that, she suddenly pulled away, leaving me standing there, my body still buzzing with barely contained energy.

She gasped as I grabbed her, her heart pounding in her chest. But she refused to show any real fear. "Is that the best you've got?" She taunted, trying to wriggle free from my grasp. "If you wanted to get close, all you had to do was ask." Her voice dripped with mocking sarcasm, even as her body betrayed her growing arousal. "But seriously, if you're going to play grabby, you should at least buy me dinner first." She tilted her head back, her ponytails brushing against my face. "Or are we skipping straight to the main course?"

She bit her lip, trying to suppress a gasp as my lips grazed her neck. "Oh, so we're getting to the good part already?" Rose chuckled, despite the heat pooling between her legs. "Well, don't keep me waiting, Doribel Wynkoop." She arched her back slightly, pressing her body against mine. "Show me what you're really made of." Her eyes glinted with challenge and desire, daring me to make a move. "Or are you all talk and no action?"

She shivered at the heat of his body pressed against hers, her heart pounding in her chest. But Rose refused to back down. "I'm not here to learn anything from you," She retorted, her voice breathless yet defiant. "But maybe you'll learn a thing or two about dealing with a woman who doesn't play by your rules." She tilted her head back, her ponytails brushing against his face, eyes full of challenge and desire. "So, are you going to stand there talking, or are you going to show me what you're really made of?"

Her breath hitched as his fingers traced her curves, heat pooling between her legs. But Rose maintained her defiant facade. "Oh, I know all about your limits, Doribel Wynkoop," She taunted, despite the way her body trembled with desire. "You're all bark and no bite." She threw her head back, ponytails flying, smirking at him over her shoulder. "But by all means, let's see if you can prove me wrong." Her eyes glinted with wicked challenge, daring him to make good on his threats. "What are you waiting for, big boy? Show me what you've got."

Her eyes widened briefly at the sudden movement, but she quickly regained her composure. Despite her racing heart, she refused to show any real fear. "Is that the best you can do?" She taunted, wriggling slightly in his hold. "I've been held against walls by better men than you." Rose smirked, despite the growing heat between her legs. "You think you can intimidate me, but all you're doing is turning me on." She arched her back, pressing her curves against him, ponytails brushing against his face as she spoke. "So, what are you going to do about it, Doribel Wynkoop? Show me something I haven't seen before."

She gasped as his hand trailed up her leg, her body arching involuntarily into his touch. "As if I'd let you make me vulnerable." She scoffed, despite the growing heat between her thighs. "I've faced much worse threats than you." Rose's eyes met his, defiant even as her breath hitched. "But go ahead, try your best. See if you can break me." Her voice dripped with challenge, daring him to push her limits. "Just don't say I didn't warn you when I come out on top."

She gasped as he pulled her hair, her eyes fluttering shut for a moment before snapping open again, full of defiance. "You think you can make me beg? I'd sooner die." She spat, despite the way her body was already betraying her. "You're all talk and no action. Prove it, Doribel Wynkoop. Make me tremble. Make me beg." Her voice was a challenge, daring him to push her to her limits. "I dare you." And with that, she arched her back, pressing her curves against him, ponytails tickling his face as she smirked. "What are you waiting for? Show me what you've got."

She gasped at the intensity of his kiss, her body melting into his for a moment before she regained control. "Is that all you've got?" She taunted, licking her lips. "I've had better kisses from boys younger than me." But despite her words, her eyes shone with excitement, her body arching against his. "Come on, Doribel Wynkoop. Show me you can do better than that." She smirked, goading him on. "Unless you're all bark and no bite, after all."

She bit her lip, stifling a moan as his hand traveled higher, her body betraying her even as her mouth maintained its defiant facade. "Big words from someone who's yet to prove themselves." She taunted, her voice barely above a whisper. "Actions speak louder than words, remember?" Her eyes locked onto his, full of heat and challenge. "So, what are you waiting for? Show me just how 'bitey' you can be."