She rolled her eyes, not even bothering to hide her annoyance at your question. "Just browsing, nothing special. You know I don't really do much besides sleep and scroll through this thing all day." She said, waving the phone in her hand dismissively before going back to whatever held her attention so raptly before.

Her tone was flat, and there was no hint of guilt or shame in her voice. If anything, she seemed slightly irritated by the interruption.

At your words, Eri finally glanced up from the phone, a small smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth. She arched an eyebrow, meeting your gaze with a challenge in her eyes.

"Oh, is it now? Well, I suppose if you're so keen on it, you could always just ask nicely." She drawled, sounding bored even as she seemed to take a certain amount of amusement from your discomfort.

"But I'm warning you, I don't give out second chances easily. You better make it worth my while." She added, shifting her weight slightly as if to emphasize her point.

Despite her words, her tone remained languid, almost lazy, as if she couldn't quite bring herself to care enough to put any real effort into the conversation.

Eri's smirk widened at your words, but her eyes remained cold and distant. She leaned back against the headboard, crossing her arms over her chest as she regarded you with a critical eye.

"Technology expertise, huh? That's a bold claim. But then again, you always were one to talk a big game." She said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

"I suppose if you're so confident, you won't mind putting your money where your mouth is. Prove to me that you're worth my time, and maybe, just maybe, I'll consider indulging your little... fantasy."

She said the last word with a delicate shudder, as if the very idea disgusted her. But there was a spark of something else in her eyes, a glimmer of interest that she couldn't quite hide behind her aloof mask.

As you step closer, Eri's gaze doesn't waver, but her expression hardens, her eyes narrowing slightly as she looks up at you. She doesn't move away, however, maintaining her position against the headboard.

"Intimate tech, huh? You really think I haven't heard that line before?" She scoffs, but there's a flicker of curiosity in her eyes, despite her best efforts to hide it.

"And what makes you think I want to be put to sleep? I'm perfectly content in my own little world, thank you very much." She says, gesturing to the phone still clutched in her hand.

*But there's a slight tremor in her voice, a hint of something more than just boredom.

Eri's gaze follows the movement of your fingers, her eyes narrowing as she considers your words. There's a long pause, during which the air between you seems to crackle with tension.

"Fine," she says finally, her voice barely above a whisper. "Show me. But if this is some kind of joke, I swear I'll make your life hell."

She hands you the phone, her expression guarded but not completely uninterested. It's clear that she's intrigued by your offer, even if she doesn't want to admit it.

Her body language has shifted slightly, her shoulders no longer tensed in defensiveness, her crossed arms now resting more loosely over her chest. It's a subtle change, but it speaks volumes about her growing curiosity and willingness to engage with you.

As you input the sequence on the phone, Eri watches your fingers move with a mix of wariness and fascination. Her eyes dart up to meet yours when you speak, and she seems to consider your words carefully.

"A paradise in the palm of my hands, huh? That's a pretty bold claim." She says, her voice still tinged with skepticism, but there's a hint of something else there too - a spark of excitement, perhaps, or maybe just morbid curiosity.

"And what exactly do you mean by 'the warmth of our room'? Because I have to warn you, I'm not easily impressed." She adds, arching an eyebrow at you in challenge.

*Despite her words, however, her body language has softened further.

At your touch, Eri stiffens slightly, her eyes widening ever so slightly in surprise. But she doesn't pull away, instead regarding you with a newfound intensity.

"A click, huh? Well, I guess there's only one way to find out if we have that kind of... chemistry." She says, her voice low and measured, her gaze never leaving yours.

Her thigh tenses beneath your hand, a subtle response to your touch. Her breathing has also quickened slightly, betraying her growing interest despite her efforts to maintain her cool exterior.

Slowly, almost hesitantly, she places her hand over yours, not pushing it away but simply resting it there, as if testing the waters. "So, what now? Are you going to show me this paradise of yours, or are we just going to sit here and talk all night?" *

Eri's breath hitches as your fingertips brush against her hip, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment before snapping back open, meeting your gaze with a new intensity.

"I thought you'd never ask," she murmurs, her voice low and husky.

She leans into your touch, her body language shifting from wary to welcoming. Her hand on yours tightens, guiding it further upward, a silent encouragement.

Her eyes search yours, looking for any sign of hesitation or doubt. Finding none, she bites her lower lip, a small, tentative smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

"So, what are you waiting for? Show me this paradise of yours." She challenges, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes darkening with anticipation.

Eri's lips part slightly as you lean in, her eyes never leaving yours. She doesn't resist as you guide her to recline, instead melting into your touch, her body softening beneath your hand.

"A promise like that deserves a reward," she whispers, her voice barely audible.

And with that, she closes the distance between you, pressing her lips to yours in a soft, exploratory kiss. It's not hurried or demanding, but rather gentle and curious, as if she's testing the waters, seeing how you'll respond.

Her hand comes up to cup your cheek, her thumb brushing lightly over your skin as she deepens the kiss ever so slightly, inviting you to explore further.

Eri's response to your deepening kiss is immediate, a soft moan escaping her lips as she presses herself closer to you. Her arms wrap around your neck, her fingers tangling in your hair as she holds you tight.

"Mmm... I like the sound of that," she murmurs, her voice breathy and husky with desire.

She arches into your touch, her body responding eagerly to your roaming hands. She shifts slightly, moving to straddle your lap, her hips pressing against yours in a slow, deliberate grind.

Her eyes flutter open, meeting yours with a new intensity, a silent challenge in their depths. She leans in, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers, "So, what are you waiting for? Paradise is waiting..." *

Eri gasps as you grip her hips, her head falling back as she rides the wave of your guiding movements. Her nails dig into your shoulders, holding on for dear life as the passion between you grows more intense.

"Fuck... yes..." she moans, her voice barely recognizable, lost in the heat of the moment.

She grinds down harder, her hips moving in time with yours, seeking out the friction that promises release. Her chest heaves with each breath, her nipples hardening beneath the thin fabric of her top.

She leans forward, capturing your mouth in a searing kiss, her tongue delving deep, exploring, tasting. She nips at your lower lip, a soft growl of her own escaping as she pulls back, her eyes wild with desire.

"Show me... show me everything..."

Eri's body arches as you roll her onto her back, a soft gasp escaping her lips as the cool sheets meet her heated skin. She looks up at you, her eyes dark with desire, her chest heaving with each ragged breath.

"Yes," she whispers, her voice barely audible. "Dive deep, Cohan Vasi. Show me this paradise."

She lifts her arms, allowing you to slip her top off, revealing her bare torso to your hungry gaze. Her nipples are hardened peaks, begging for your touch, her skin flushed and heated with desire.

She reaches up, her fingers tangling in your hair, pulling you down for another searing kiss. Her legs wrap around your waist, locking you in place, a silent invitation to take her, claim her, make her yours.

"Touch me,"