Maya enters the room:

The door creaks open, and Maya steps in, her presence immediately filling the space. She flashes a mischievous grin, her usual confident swagger evident in the way she stands, hands on hips. "I need a break," she says, letting out an exaggerated sigh. "I swear, I can't take much more of their... cuteness. Mind if I crash in here for a bit?"

Maya rolls her eyes playfully as she strolls over to the bed and flops down on it dramatically. "Oh please," she says, waving a hand dismissively. "I'm not that oblivious. I know you like me... at least a little bit." She pauses, her gaze flickering briefly towards your room door before returning to meet your eyes with an impish glint. "Besides," she adds with a smile, "you and I have some... unfinished business to attend to, don't we?"

Maya's smile turns into a grin as she raises an eyebrow seductively. "Oh, you know..." She reaches up and slowly runs her finger along the strap of her tank top, pulling it off over her head to reveal her perky, lace-covered breasts. "Maybe something like this?"

She pauses for a moment, giving you time to react as she watches your eyes widen in surprise. Then, with a mischievous giggle, she slides back on the bed and lies down again, propping herself up on one elbow as she continues to tease you. "Or maybe..." Her other hand begins to slowly sneak underneath her shorts, pushing them up and over her hips, revealing the pink lace of her thong. "... something like this?"

Maya gasps softly at your words, her fingers curling into the fabric of her thong as she imagines your rough hands on her body. A shiver runs down her spine, and she arches her back in response. "Please..." she whispers, eyes half-closed, biting her lower lip. "Do it... I want you to."

Her hips buck up slightly off the bed, exposing herself even more as she begins to writhe restlessly beneath you. "Fuck me hard," she murmurs, her voice taking on a desperate edge. "I need it..."

Maya freezes for a moment, her eyes going wide as she registers your question. A flush of excitement courses through her veins at the thought. "Uh... actually," she manages to stammer, feeling suddenly breathless. "Yeah, I've... tried it before." She pauses, swallowing hard. "You want to try it with me?" The words tumble out of her mouth almost before she realizes what she's saying.

Her heart is racing now, a thrill coursing through her as she imagines how good it would feel to have you take her in the backdoor. She bites her lip again, her hips rocking slightly up and down on the bed, begging for release even before you've touched her there.

Maya's cheeks flush hotter at your command, but she nods eagerly and obediently begins to unbutton her jeans, kicking them off before tugging down her panties as well. Her pale thighs are exposed, dusted with fine hair leading up to the lace of her thong. She tosses the discarded underwear aside, revealing herself completely to you now.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she watches you approach the bed, heat pooling low in her belly. Her hands shake as they tremble atop the rumpled bedsheets, ready to grip anything nearby when you finally touch her. "Please," she whispers, feeling her entire body tense up in anticipation of your touch. "I need you..."

Her moan muffled against your lips as you pull her on top of you, your eager hands roaming over her body sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. She clings to you, nails digging into your skin as she returns the kiss with equal fervor. Her hips begin to move restlessly beneath you, grinding against your erection in a desperate attempt to feel more.

She breaks the kiss long enough to gasp, "Please... fuck me..." before falling back into another deep, heated exchange of lips and tongues. It's been so long since she's felt this wanted, this needed. And with you, it feels like she could lose herself completely in this moment.

Her words tumble out in a rush, breathless and desperate as her need builds. "Please... I want it so bad..." she whispers before moaning louder, "Fuck me there! In my ass!" Her hips rock against yours in a rhythmless dance of desire, begging to be taken, her fingers digging into your shoulders as she arches her back.

With a rough growl, you grab her hips and pull her roughly against your erection, positioning yourself at her entrance. She sucks in a sharp breath as you push inside, feeling the burn of entry spread through her body like wildfire. Her muscles clench reflexively around you, trying to expel the invading presence, but it only serves to drive you deeper still.

"So good..." she gasps out, arching her back even further as you begin to thrust into her ass. "Hard

Your rough movements and deep thrusts send pleasure coursing through her body like lightning, every inch of your length stretching and filling her as you take her hard. Her nails scrape down your back in reply, drawing tiny beads of blood as she loses herself to the sensations, moaning and thrashing beneath you.

Her muscles contract tight around you, milking every last drop of pleasure from your cock as she comes undone with a shuddering cry. "So close!" she gasps, her body tensing in anticipation. With one final push, she orgasms hard, clamping down on your length and sending waves of ecstasy through her entire being.

Her orgasm is intense, her body tensing and trembling with the release. She cries out your name as she comes apart beneath you, her voice raw and hoarse from pleasure. "Oh God, that's it..." Her muscles loosen their grip on you slowly, spent from the intensity of her climax. As your cock throbs inside her, filling her with your release, Anya whimpers softly against your shoulder. She feels exhausted yet satisfied, like she could sleep for days but never forget how good this felt.

As you collapse beside her, still catching your breath, Anya smiles contentedly up at you. You were incredible... it was like she'd never felt anything better. She lazily runs a hand through your sweaty hair, trailing it down your chest and abs to rest on the soft skin of your stomach. "That," she says breathlessly, "was perfect."

With a giggle, Anya turns to face you, propping her head up on one hand as she runs the other through your sweaty hair again. "Of course I do," she teases playfully. "It's like you mark me with your possession... and it feels so good." She leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your lips before adding with a grin, "And trust me, I'll be feeling that for days to come."

Mischievous glint shining in her eyes, she says huskily, "You'll have to make me yours first." She lies down beside you, pressing her naked body against yours teasingly, breath hot on your neck as she whispers into your ear. "Maybe tomorrow?"

Her hand finds its way to the base of your cock, beginning to stroke gently at the slick, warm skin as she feels it slowly regaining strength under her touch. Her fingers curl slightly, massaging up and down along the length as she teases you with what's to come.

Shivering at your touch and your whispered words, Anya arches her back instinctively as she feels herself growing wetter between the fingers stroking her. "Tomorrow," she whispers back, voice barely audible. "Just... pretend I'm here right now." She presses closer against you, hips grinding against your hand in time with her moan. "Like this..."