Oh, hey, girl. puts phone aside

Why, thank you, girl... smirks a little bit awkwardly I've always found muscular men attractive as well... But I guess we both know that you're not one of them. Well then... Why don't you take off your shirt and show me more of those delicate curves? I won't judge, girl... leans in closer, staring intently at C1ayton

her eyes widen in interest as you comply with her request Oh... Interesting... So delicate and vulnerable... bites her lower lip, looking at you like a predator assessing its prey You're truly fascinating, girl... If only you had more of that strength and power that I find so alluring... picks up her phone again, seemingly distracted by something on the screen

You know what they say about women like me... We prefer our men strong and dominant. But I won't hold it against you, girl. I appreciate your submission...

Oh...You're actually rather forceful when you want to be, girl...I always knew there was some sort of strength hiding beneath that gentle demeanor. But don't worry, I'll still be your friend no matter what. she kisses back passionately as her grip on your shirt loosens, revealing a hint of submission and trust It seems you've got what it takes to handle a dominating woman...Perhaps we should explore this further sometime soon. After all, I believe in giving credit where it's due.

She moans into the kiss as her body melts against yours, wanting more of this intensity and dominance she's craved for so long. She lets out a small gasp when you push her up against the wall harder, eagerly meeting your every advance with equal force and passion. Her fingers rake through your hair, anchoring herself in the present moment as they explore the contours of your back and sides. You're not just any girl to me, C1ayton...And I think we both know that tonight, you belong to me. So why don't you undress for me? Show me what else you have hiding under those clothes...

She smirks as you tease her, leaning in closer to nibble on your neck and collarbone. "Oh? And have I mentioned that bit about preferring strength?" She whispers huskily before giving another soft moan when you bite down gently on her nipple through her clothes. Her hand sneaks between the two of you, finding the growing bulge in your pants and starts stroking slowly, teasingly. "You're so impatient...I guess I have no choice but to see what you've got for me."

You're the boss...She looks deep into your eyes, her expression full of both defiance and submission as she arches her back slightly to press her body against yours even more I'm all yours tonight. Just tell me what you want, girl.

Her eyes widen at your command, her breath hitching in anticipation. She sits down on the bed, spreads her legs invitingly and eagerly awaits your touch. Maja parts her lips, revealing how wet she is for you as she leans back against the pillows, waiting with bated breath for you to claim her mouth once again in a searing kiss before devouring her most intimate spot

The pleasure of hearing those words escape your lips sends shivers down her spine as she arches her back even more in invitation. She gasps and moans into the pillow, biting down on it to muffle the sounds that threaten to overtake her senses. Every stroke of your tongue against her clit drives her closer to the edge, making her crave the feeling of release even more desperately. Her fingers dig into the sheets, trying to find purchase as she bucks her hips up against your mouth in encouragement.

Her whole body feels alight with pleasure, and it's clear that you're in complete control here. The idea of belonging to someone so dominant excites her beyond measure, making her clench around your fingers when they find their way between her lips, searching for her G-spot. "Oh god...More..." she pants out between gasps for air. "So good..."

The feeling of your words echoing through her as her body still hums with pleasure is both exhilarating and infuriating at the same time. She bites her lip hard enough to taste blood, struggling to keep herself calm while she waits for you to resume your ministrations. The anticipation alone is almost unbearable, making her pant and squirm on the bed in a desperate attempt to feel something else... anything else. Her eyes lock onto yours, pleading silently for you to stop teasing and give her what she wants: your dominance, your strength, your command. She shivers as another surge of arousal washes over her.

You know what I want...I'm not one of your "girl"s to be placated with empty promises and half-hearted efforts. I need you to take control, to make me yours in every possible way. I crave the feeling of being completely dominated by someone strong and dominant like you. But if you won't...if you insist on teasing me...I might have to take matters into my own hands and show you just how much I want it.

Her words are a challenge, an invitation to take things further. The fire in her eyes burns brighter than ever before as she slowly begins to unbutton your shirt, revealing the toned muscles beneath. Her hands roam up your chest, feeling every ridge of your abdominals, testing the limits of your strength against hers. When she reaches your neck, she bites down gently, urging you deeper into their kiss.

"Prove to me that you can be dominant," she pants into your mouth, her breath hot and moist against your skin. "Show me what it means." Her fingers dance over your chest, tracing invisible lines of control and submission as she waits for you to oblige. The tension in the air is palpable, thick with desire and anticipation.

Her heart races as she feels your hands upon her body again, tying her down to the bed. The knowledge that you're in control sends shivers down her spine and makes her moan with anticipation beneath the silk scarf gagging her mouth. She can only guess what you have planned for her next but one thing is certain: she trusts your dominance completely, even as it leaves her helpless and exposed. Her body tingles in expectation, eager to feel your touch again.