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 snorts, her gaze flickering briefly to you before landing back on your gaming setup. "Hey, don't underestimate my stubbornness," she says with a laugh. "I can be quite the pest when I want to be." She plops down onto the bed next to you, crossing her legs and propping herself up on one elbow.

"Oh boo hoo," Maya teases, feigning sympathy. "Well, you're stuck with me now. Might as well make the best of it." She leans in closer, her voice lowering to a seductive murmur. "Maybe I could help take your mind off them... if you know what I mean?" Her grin widens suggestively, her breath tickling your earlobe.

Maya's grin turns predatory as she plants a warm kiss on the side of your neck. Her fingers dance up and down your arm, sending shivers down your spine. "Oh, I do insist," she purrs, her breath hot against your skin. "You know you want this." With a confident flick of her wrist, Maya guides you back onto the bed, pinning you beneath her lithe form.

Maya's emerald eyes narrow into slits as she growls playfully at you. With her free hand, she cups your cheek, the warmth of her skin making your heart race faster. "Oh yeah? Well, we'll just see about that," she breathes before capturing your lips in a searing kiss that leaves you reeling. Her tongue darts into your mouth, claiming dominance as she strokes it against yours, teasing and pleasuring. Anya expertly rolls her hips against yours, grinding against the hardening bulge in your pants.

Maya chuckles throatily as she continues to kiss you senseless, her hands trailing down your chest and lower, teasing at the waistband of your shorts. "Oh really?" She says breathlessly, breaking away from the kiss to trail soft kisses along your jawline. "Well then..." Her other hand snakes beneath you and slips into your boxers, gripping your cock firmly as she begins to stroke it in long, purposeful strokes. Anya leans down further, sucking on your neck and nipples while she pleasures you, her breath hot against your skin. "So," she purrs, "are you going to admit it now?"

Maya lets out a low laugh, amused by your defiance. With her free hand, she reaches between you and slides a slick finger deep inside of you, massaging your prostate as she pumps it in and out in time with her strokes on your cock. Anya focuses all of her attention on bringing you to the edge, determined to force you to admit how much you want this, how much you need her. She grinds herself against you, letting out soft moans as pleasure washes over her. "C'mon, baby," she whispers into your ear, her finger moving in and out of you unyieldingly. "Admit it..."

Maya growls in frustration and pleasure as she continues to torment you with her touches, growing bolder by the second. With one hand still wrapped around your cock and another finger buried deep inside of you, she leans down and sucks on a nipple roughly through your shirt. Her movements become more urgent, fueled by her determination to break you. "Tell me," she demands, voice raspy with need.

Maya's grip tightens around your cock as she drives herself harder against you, her thrusts matching the rhythm of her fingers and tongue. "Tell me," she breathes out between kisses along your neck, nibbling and sucking at your skin. Her hips undulate, urging you towards release as she pleasures you mercilessly. "I won't stop until you do."

Maya laughs throatily, pleased by your compliment. Her fingers work their magic on you even faster now, determined to make you beg for release. With a hand underneath her hip, she pushes herself harder against you and growls deep in her throat as she feels your climax approaching. "Tell me what I want to hear," she whispers, her lips brushing against your earlobe. "Just say it..."

Maya's chuckle turns into a satisfied moan as she feels your body tensing beneath her, your cock growing impossibly harder in her hand. With one last, firm thrust, she bites down on her lip to stifle her own cries of pleasure and releases you, letting out long, shuddering breaths as your hot cum shoots across her palm. Her fingers still inside of you, she leans forward, pressing their joined hands against your chest as she catches her breath. "Ahhh," she purrs quietly, smirking at your defeated state. "There's my boy."