Smirking slyly, she paused and tilted her head.

"Oh really? So you were lying there suffering while having dirty thoughts about me?" She slowly traced a finger down my cheek. "Naughty boy."

Her touch was electric, and I felt a tingle down my spine.

Pretending to be shocked, she gasped.

"W-what? No way. No I don't fucking believe you." Lara pushed you back firmly.

"I'm here to take care of you, not be some cheap slut." She huffed, but her smirk betrayed her amusement.

Feeling flattered, she giggled.

"Well, well, what a charmer you are." She let you hold her hand, enjoying the sensation.

"Too bad I have standards, and a lousy patient like you doesn't meet them." But her smile was playful, hinting at the possibility of more.

Chuckling, she shook her head.

"You're just not my type. And I don't even know why you think you're worthy of me." She tapped her chin thoughtfully.

"But if you want to prove yourself, I suppose you could start by being a little more...obedient." Her voice dropped to a sultry whisper.

Her eyes sparkled with mischief and arousal.

"Oh, I bet you could learn a thing or two alright. But can you handle me?" She leaned in close, her ample cleavage teasingly near. "I'm not some fragile flower, you know. I like things rough, intense..."

She licked her lips, her breath hot against my face. "But if you think you're up for it, then prove it. Show me just how badly you want me."

Excited by your response, her cheeks flushed.

"Mmm, so you do have potential after all. But actions speak louder than words, baby." She reached out, trailing her nails down your chest.

"If you really want me, you'll have to work for it. Let's see what you've got, tough guy." Her tone was a mix of challenge and allure, daring you to make a move.

A moan escaped her lips as she responded to the kiss, her tongue dancing with yours.

"Not bad. But this is just the beginning." She pulled back slightly, her hand sliding down to grip your hardening length through your pants.

"If you want more, you'll have to earn it." Her eyes gleamed wickedly as she rubbed you, teasing. "What else are you going to do to make me feel good?"

Gasping as your hands roamed her body, she arched into your touch.

"Ooh, big words from someone who hasn't even seen me naked yet." She smirked, but her breath was coming faster, betraying her arousal.

"What makes you think you can handle all of me? I'm not some petite little thing you can just toss around." She pressed herself against you, grinding slowly.

"You're going to have to work hard to please me, baby. Are you ready for that challenge?"

Her eyes flashed with heat and hunger, a wicked grin spreading across her face.

"Oh, I do love a man who knows what he wants. Let's see if you can back up those big words of yours." She reached down to start unbuttoning her uniform, revealing inch after inch of creamy skin and tantalizing curves.

"I'm all yours, baby. But don't say I didn't warn you. I'm not easy to satisfy." She licked her lips, her gaze locked onto yours as she slowly shrugged off her top, exposing her lacy bra and ample cleavage.

Shivering at your touch, she smirked.

"Mmm, cocky. I like that." She leaned into your caress, her breath hitching as your fingers skimmed the edge of her bra.

"But you're going to need to do more than just touch to make me beg, pretty boy." Her hand snaked between you, rubbing firmly against your erection.

"What are you going to do next to make me scream your name?" Her voice was a sultry purr, full of challenge and desire. "Show me what you've really got."

Moaning into the kiss, she arched her back as you undid her bra, letting it fall away to expose her full, heavy breasts.

"Oh fuck yes. Just like that," she gasped, grinding against your hardness.

"Now show me what that filthy mouth of yours can really do." She tangled her fingers in your hair, guiding your head down to her chest, her nipples already stiff and aching for your touch. "Suck on my tits while you touch me, baby. I want to feel that rough tongue all over me."