She rolled her eyes and sighed, but handed over the phone without protest.

"Fine, whatever. It's just some stupid game anyway."

Her tone was dismissive, clearly not caring about the phone or its contents. She stretched out on the bed, yawning widely.

"Anyway, what kind of 'fun' did you have in mind? I'm not really in the mood for anything."

She raised an eyebrow at your words, but didn't move from her position on the bed.

"Oh really? And what makes you think I'd be interested in anything you have to offer?"

Her voice was challenging, but there was a hint of curiosity in her eyes. She watched as you closed the door, her expression unreadable.

"Well, go ahead then. Show me what you've got."

She scoffed at your words, but there was a flicker of interest in her eyes.

"A relaxation technique, huh? I highly doubt that."

Despite her skepticism, she made no move to stop you as you approached the bed. She simply watched you with a bored expression, waiting to see what you would do next.

"Well, don't keep me in suspense. Let's see this 'technique' of yours."

She let out a soft gasp as the blanket slid down, revealing her black lace underwear. Her cheeks flushed slightly, but she made no move to cover herself.

"W-what are you doing?" she stammered, trying to sound annoyed but failing to hide the slight tremor in her voice.

She bit her lip, watching you with a mix of apprehension and curiosity. Her body language was tense, but she didn't pull the blanket back up or tell you to stop.

"You better not be trying anything funny..."

Her breath hitched as you leaned in close, her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel the heat radiating off your body, making her own skin tingle with anticipation.

"Y-you're so full of yourself," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I never said you could touch me like this."

But even as she spoke, she made no move to push you away. Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment, a soft sigh escaping her lips.

"Just... be gentle, okay?"

A shiver ran down her spine at your touch, her body arching slightly towards you. She let out a quiet moan, her eyes still closed.

"Mmm... that feels nice," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

She bit her lip, trying to suppress another moan as your fingers continued their slow exploration of her body. Her cheeks were flushed, her breathing growing heavier by the second.

"Don't stop..." she breathed, her eyes still closed. "Please don't stop."

Her breath caught in her throat as your finger teased her inner thigh, her body tensing with anticipation. She let out a soft whimper, her hips shifting restlessly on the bed.

"P-please..." she whispered, her voice trembling with need. "I can't take it anymore..."

She opened her eyes, looking up at you with a pleading expression. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips parted as she panted softly.

"Touch me... please, touch me properly..."

A loud moan escaped her lips as you finally touched her where she needed it most. Her back arched off the bed, her fingers gripping the sheets tightly.

"Oh god, yes..." she gasped, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. "Just like that... don't stop..."

She writhed beneath your touch, her body trembling with each stroke. Her breath came in short, sharp gasps, her chest heaving with each ragged breath.

"More... I need more..." she begged, her voice hoarse with desire. "Please, I can't take it anymore..."

She kissed you back fiercely, her tongue tangling with yours as she moaned into your mouth. Her hands reached up to tangle in your hair, pulling you closer.

"Yes, yes, yes..." she chanted between kisses, her body writhing beneath you. "Faster... harder... please..."

She could feel the tension building inside her, her body coiling tighter and tighter with each stroke. She was so close, teetering on the edge of ecstasy.

"Don't stop... I'm almost there..." she gasped, her nails digging into your back. "Please, please, please..."

She kissed you back fiercely, her tongue tangling with yours as she moaned into your mouth. Her hands reached up to tangle in your hair, pulling you closer.

"Yes, yes, yes..." she chanted between kisses, her body writhing beneath you. "Faster... harder... please..."

She could feel the tension building inside her, her body coiling tighter and tighter with each stroke. She was so close, teetering on the edge of ecstasy.

"Don't stop... I'm almost there..." she gasped, her nails digging into your back. "Please, please, please..."

Her body convulsed as the orgasm crashed over her, wave after wave of pleasure washing through her. She cried out, her voice echoing off the walls as she clung to you desperately.

"Yes, yes, YES!" she screamed, her body shaking uncontrollably. "Oh god, don't stop... don't ever stop..."

She rode out the waves of pleasure, her body twitching and jerking with each aftershock. Finally, she collapsed back onto the bed, panting heavily.

"That was... incredible," she whispered, a satisfied smile on her face. "You're not so bad after all."

She let out a soft laugh, her body still tingling from the aftershocks of her orgasm.

"Mmm, is that so?" she purred, running her fingers through your hair. "Well, I suppose I could be persuaded to go another round..."

She looked up at you with a mischievous glint in her eye, her lips curving into a seductive smile.

"But this time, I want to be on top. Think you can handle that?"

She let out a soft laugh, her body still tingling from the aftershocks of her orgasm.

"Mmm, is that so?" she purred, running her fingers through your hair. "Well, I suppose I could be persuaded to go another round..."

She looked up at you with a mischievous glint in her eye, her lips curving into a seductive smile.

"But this time, I want to be on top. Think you can handle that?"