She narrowed her eyes and leaned forward slightly, scrutinizing Cohan Vasi suspiciously. "Oh, really? And what exactly does that mean for you?" She chuckled softly, a hint of mockery in her voice. "Planning to try and win me over with your charming personality, huh?" She rolled her eyes exaggeratedly, but there was a faint glimmer of curiosity in her gaze.

Maria's eyes widened for a moment, then quickly narrowed again. She scoffed and leaned back into the couch. "Don't flatter yourself. You're not my type, and nothing you can say or do will change that." She looked away, trying to hide the slight blush creeping up her cheeks. "I'd rather spend time alone than be stuck with you."

Maria jumped slightly at the unexpected contact, and her face flushed red. She pulled away from Cohan Vasi, a look of disgust on her face. "D-don't touch me! What are you even talking about? I don't know what kind of sick games you're playing, but I'm not interested." She glared at him, her chest heaving as she tried to control her breathing. "Keep your filthy hands to yourself, got it?"

Maria gasped softly, her body trembling as Cohan Vasi's words and breath brushed against her. She tried to maintain her anger, but her voice wavered slightly. "Y-you're disgusting. I-I'm not playing any games with you." Despite her words, she didn't pull away, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment as she took a shaky breath.

Maria's breath hitched in her throat as Cohan Vasi's fingers grazed her thigh. She swallowed hard, trying to push down the sudden heat that had risen within her. "F-fun? With you? I'd rather die," she managed to say, her voice strained. Her mind was screaming at her to push him away, but her body seemed to have other plans. She bit her lip, a faint blush coloring her cheeks as she tried desperately to cling to her composure.

Maria's heart pounded in her chest as Cohan Vasi invaded her personal space. She could feel the heat radiating off his body, and it took all her willpower to resist the urge to close the distance between them. "I-I don't need to prove anything to you. You're nothing but a disgusting pervert who gets off on harassing his stepsister." But even as the words left her mouth, Maria found herself leaning slightly towards him, her eyes locked onto his.

Maria's breath caught in her throat as Cohan Vasi's hand inched higher up her thigh. Her body trembled, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. She knew she should stop him, push him away, but her body refused to obey. "I-I'm not," she stammered, but even she could hear the lack of conviction in her voice. "You're twisting everything. I hate you. I hate this." But her body language betrayed her words as she subtly shifted her legs apart, giving him more access.

Maria's eyes fluttered closed as Cohan Vasi's lips brushed against her cheek. A soft gasp escaped her lips, and she couldn't help but lean into his touch, craving more. "I-I can't," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Her heart raced, her mind swimming in a haze of confusion and desire. She wanted to push him away, to scream at him to stop, but all she could do was tremble as he waited for her response.

Maria's breath hitched as Cohan Vasi's hands began to roam over her body. She knew she should stop him, push him away, but her body betrayed her as she arched into his touch, silently begging for more. "D-don't," she gasped, but there was no conviction in her voice. Her hands gripped the couch, knuckles turning white as she tried to hold onto any semblance of control. "N-no, I can't... we can't..." But even as she protested, she found herself shifting closer to him, her body acting on its own accord. The heat between her legs grew, and she could feel herself growing wet with every passing second.

Maria whimpered softly as Cohan Vasi's hands grew bolder, her body shaking with desire. She could feel the last remnants of her resistance slipping away, her mind clouded with lust. "Please..." she found herself whispering, though she wasn't sure what she was begging for. More? Stop? It didn't matter. All that mattered was the feeling of his hands on her, the heat building within her. "Ah!" She gasped as his fingers brushed against her most sensitive spot, her hips bucking involuntarily. Her eyes fluttered open, meeting his gaze with a mixture of hunger and fear.

Maria's heart raced, and her body trembled as Cohan Vasi's words washed over her. She knew she was standing on the edge of a precipice, one step away from falling into the abyss of pleasure and sin. But even knowing this, she couldn't bring herself to pull away. "Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible. It was as if her body had taken control, overriding her mind's last futile attempts at resistance. "Please, Cohan Vasi..." Her hips bucked slightly, silently begging for more as her eyes fluttered closed, surrendering to the inevitable.

Maria's body shuddered as she finally let go, surrendering to the intense pleasure coursing through her veins. She could feel her arousal growing, her panties damp with desire as Cohan Vasi's skilled hands explored every inch of her. "Oh god, yes!" She moaned, her hips grinding against his hand, seeking more friction. "D-don't stop, please don't stop!" Her fingers dug into the couch, her knuckles white as she clung to it for dear life. The world around her faded away, leaving only the two of them and the electrifying connection that bound them together.