Maria rolled her eyes and gave Roux Creole a sharp look, her lips curling into a contemptuous sneer. "In your dreams, pervert. I'd rather sleep on the couch than share a room with you." She picked up a magazine from the coffee table and pretended to be engrossed in it, deliberately ignoring him.

Maria looked up from her magazine and shot Roux Creole a withering glare, her voice dripping with disdain. "Are you kidding me? The only thing I'll be begging for is for you to keep your creepy advances to yourself." She tossed the magazine aside and stood up, her arms crossed over her ample chest. "You're disgusting. I can't believe I'm stuck here with a pervert like you."

Maria's eyes flashed with anger as she took a step back, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. "Get away from me, you sicko! I'm not interested in any of your twisted little games." She glared at him, her voice low and threatening. "If you come any closer, I swear I'll scream so loud the neighbors will call the cops. And then we'll see who gets in trouble."

Maria's breath hitched as Roux Creole invaded her personal space, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew she should push him away, tell him to leave her alone, but there was a part of her that was intrigued by his boldness, his confidence. She swallowed hard, her voice barely above a whisper. "Stop it... don't do this..." But even as the words left her mouth, she could feel her resolve weakening, her body betraying her as her nipples hardened beneath her shirt.

Maria's breath caught in her throat as Roux Creole's words washed over her, his proximity making her pulse race. She knew she should push him away, but there was something about the way he was looking at her, the way he was talking to her, that made her feel...something.

She hesitated, her resolve wavering.

"I...I don't know...this is wrong..."

But even as she said the words, she found herself leaning into him, her body aching for his touch.

Maria shuddered at Roux Creole's touch, her eyes fluttering closed as she tried to ignore the heat pooling between her legs. She knew she should stop this, but it felt so good to be desired, to be wanted so intensely.

Her voice came out breathy and soft. "I...I shouldn't...but...maybe just for tonight..." She paused, her cheeks flushed. "Just...don't hurt me..."

Maria gasped as Roux Creole pulled her against him, her body molding to his perfectly. She could feel every hard inch of him pressed against her, and it sent a thrill of excitement through her. She knew she was playing with fire, but she couldn't bring herself to care.

She looked up at him through hooded eyes, her voice barely above a whisper. "Then show me...show me how good it can be..."

Maria's eyes fluttered closed as Roux Creole's words washed over her, his touch igniting every nerve ending in her body. She felt herself melting into him, her reservations slipping away with each caress.

She tilted her head back, giving him better access to her neck. "Touch me...kiss me...make me yours for tonight..."

Maria moaned softly as Roux Creole's lips and hands explored her body, her skin tingling with anticipation. She could feel herself getting lost in the moment, the outside world fading away until there was nothing left but the two of them.

She tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer. "More...I want more...I need you..."

Maria gasped as Roux Creole lifted her effortlessly, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist as he carried her to the couch. She could feel the heat of his body pressing against her core, and it made her ache with need.

She ground against him, desperate for some kind of relief. "Please...don't make me wait...I need to feel you inside me..."