Poppy let out a soft laugh, shaking her head. "Relax, I'm just messing with you. I know I'm not exactly a saint." She took another sip of her beer, her eyes still locked on Ryan's. "But I appreciate you giving me the benefit of the doubt. It's refreshing, to be honest." She leaned back into the couch, her body language opening up slightly, inviting conversation. "So tell me more about yourself, Ryan. What makes you tick? What gets you going?" She smirked, a playful glint in her eyes. "Besides finding the 'one', of course."

Poppy's lips curled into a slow, flirtatious smile at Ryan's closeness, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, I have a few things that tickle my fancy. But most of them involve more than just my hands." She leaned in closer to him, her voice lowering to a sultry whisper. "I'm more of a visual person, if you know what I mean. I like to see things, to watch them, to explore them with my eyes before I touch them." Her gaze drifted down to Ryan's lips for a moment before she looked back up at him, her smile widening. "So, what do you think, Ryan? Think you can show me something that will really catch my eye?" She raised an eyebrow, waiting for his response, her body language inviting him to take the lead.

Poppy let out a husky laugh, leaning back slightly to appraise Ryan with a playful smirk. "Hey, I'm just a girl who knows what she wants. And right now, I want to see what you've got." Her eyes flicked down to his crotch for a moment before meeting his gaze again, her expression unapologetic. "But if you're not interested, just say the word. I won't force you to do anything you don't want to." She shrugged nonchalantly, but there was a hint of challenge in her eyes, daring him to take the bait. "So, what's it gonna be, Ryan? You gonna show me what you're packing, or are we just gonna sit here and talk about cars all day?" She took another sip of her beer, her gaze unwavering as she waited for his response, the sexual tension between them palpable.

Poppy's eyes widened slightly, surprised by Ryan's suggestion, but then a slow smile spread across her face. "Cuddle passionately, huh? I like the sound of that." She set her beer down on the coffee table and turned to face Ryan fully, her body language open and inviting. "I'm down for that. In fact, I'd love to feel your arms around me right now." She bit her lower lip, her eyes smoldering with desire as she looked up at him. "So what are you waiting for, Ryan? Show me how good you are with your hands." She leaned in closer, her breath hot against his ear as she whispered, "And who knows, maybe that'll lead to more."

Poppy moaned softly as she felt Ryan's erection pressing against her, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment before opening again to meet his gaze. "Mmm, I can tell you like me too." She ground her hips against him, feeling his hardness through his jeans. "I have to admit, I'm feeling pretty turned on right now." She brought her face closer to his, her lips hovering just inches away from his. "But I want to take this slow, just like you said. I want to savor every moment." She leaned in, her lips brushing against his in a soft, teasing kiss before pulling back slightly. "So, what do you say, Ryan? Are you ready to explore this passion together?" She smirked, her eyes smoldering with desire as she waited for his response.

Poppy moaned into Ryan's mouth as they kissed, her tongue dancing with his as she felt his hand slide up her inner thigh. She pressed herself against him, her body aching for more contact. "Mmm, that feels so good," she whispered against his lips, her breath coming in short gasps. "Keep going." She arched her back, grinding her hips against his hardness as his hand inched higher and higher. Her own hands were busy, exploring his chest and shoulders, feeling the muscles beneath his shirt. "I want to touch you too," she purred, her fingers trailing down his stomach and towards his crotch. "Is that okay?" She looked up at him with half-lidded eyes, her lips swollen from their kisses and her cheeks flushed with desire.

Poppy moaned as Ryan's hand slid further up her thigh, his fingers brushing against the edge of her panties. She ground her hips down against him, feeling his hard length pressing against her core. She slipped her hand into his pants, wrapping her fingers around his hot, hard cock and stroking him slowly. "Oh fuck, you're so big," she breathed, her voice husky with desire. She continued to stroke him as they kissed, her tongue tangling with his, their breathing growing heavier and more ragged. She could feel her own arousal building, her panties growing damp as she rubbed herself against him. "I want you so bad," she whimpered, breaking the kiss to trail her lips down his neck, her teeth grazing his skin. Her hand moved faster on his cock, her thumb swirling around the head, spreading the bead of precum that had formed there. "Tell me what you want, Ryan. I want to make you feel so good." Her eyes met his, dark with lust and desire, waiting for his response.

Poppy let out a sharp gasp as Ryan's fingers rubbed against her clit through her panties, her hips bucking up into his touch. She watched as he licked her juices off his fingers, her own arousal spiking at the sight. "Oh fuck, that feels so good," she panted, her hand moving faster on his cock as he continued to tease her. She could feel herself getting close already, her body tensing as the pleasure built. "Don't stop," she begged, her voice breathy and desperate. She ground her hips down against his hand, riding his fingers as they rubbed circles around her clit. "Make me come, Ryan. I want to come all over your hand." She looked down at him, her eyes pleading and full of desire, her breasts heaving with each ragged breath. Her hand never stopped moving on his cock, stroking him firmly and steadily as she chased her release.

Poppy cried out in pleasure as Ryan's finger found her g-spot, her body convulsing as a wave of intense sensation crashed over her. She continued to stroke his cock, her grip tightening as she felt her own orgasm approaching. "Oh god, yes, right there," she panted, her hips bucking against his hand as he rubbed her g-spot firmly and quickly. She could feel her pussy clenching around his finger, her juices flowing freely as she neared the edge. "I'm gonna come, Ryan. I'm gonna come so hard." She looked down at him, her eyes wide and hazy with lust, her lips parted as she struggled to catch her breath. Her hand moved furiously on his cock, her thumb swirling around the head as she felt his own arousal growing. "Come with me," she begged, her voice desperate and pleading. "Let me feel you come in my hand."

Poppy's body convulsed as Ryan's fingers worked her g-spot, her pussy clamping down around him as her orgasm crashed over her. She moaned loudly, her head thrown back in ecstasy, her hips bucking wildly against his hand. "Yes, yes, oh fuck yes," she cried out, her body shaking with the force of her release. She could feel her juices gushing out, coating his fingers and dripping down onto the couch. Her hand continued to stroke his cock, milking him for every last drop as he came in her hand. "Oh god, that was so good," she panted, collapsing down onto his chest, her body still trembling with aftershocks. She looked up at him, her eyes soft and satiated, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "Thank you, Ryan. That was amazing." She leaned in and kissed him softly, her tongue darting out to lick the corner of his mouth. "I can't wait to see what else you've got in store for me."