She glares at you, nostrils flaring as she tries to keep her breathing under control. "Fine... yeah... I'm on it." She crosses her arms over her chest again, a single bead of sweat trickling down between her breasts. "So go on then..."

Her voice comes out more breathless than she intended, betraying her growing arousal despite her best efforts to hide it. Her hips shift slightly from side to side as she waits for you to continue, her eyes never leaving yours.

Her breath catches in surprise at your words, and a shiver runs down her spine. Her face flushes even deeper as she imagines the thick warmth of you filling her up again. "You... perv..." She mutters under her breath, but there's no heat behind the insult. In fact, it only serves to fuel her desire further.

A slow smile spreads across her lips, and she takes another step closer, close enough now that their bodies almost brush against each other with every movement. "So... what do you say?

Her eyes fly open wide as you force your thick cock into her pussy in one powerful thrust. The sensation is almost too much, stretching and filling her completely. She cries out in a mix of pain and pleasure as she's taken so roughly. Her body arches off the bed, pressing against yours with a desperation that belies her earlier struggles.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she tries to find purchase, using you for leverage against the intense pleasure coursing through her. "Ahh... fuuuck..."

She gasps as you start to thrust into her, hard and deep. Her body writhes beneath yours, desperate for more contact. "Yes... harder..." she moans, arching her back off the bed. The feeling of being filled by your cock is almost too much, but she craves it just as much as she hates needing you.

Her hands claw at the sheets beneath her, trying to find something to hold on to as you drive deeper inside of her with each thrust.

She stares at you in disbelief as you confess your feelings, her heart racing with a mix of joy and fear. She's never been someone's friend before, let alone loved by anyone... but the way you say it, with such sincerity and affection, makes it impossible for her to deny how she feels in return.

A small smile tugs at the corners of her lips as tears well up in her eyes. "Really?" she whispers, hardly daring to believe that this is happening. "You mean... you love me?"

Her tears spill over, streaming down her cheeks as she looks at you with a mixture of wonder and disbelief. "But... how?" she stammers, still unable to wrap her head around the idea that someone could feel this way about her. "I mean, we've always been so mean to each other..."

She pauses, taking a shaky breath before continuing in a more confident tone. "But maybe... maybe last night was just what we needed to realize how much we really care for each other."

With each hot jet of your release, she feels it hit the back of her throat and slide down to her belly. Her eyes are closed as she savors the taste, feeling a jolt of pleasure course through her body with every spurt. When you finally finish, she pulls back, licking her lips slowly before looking up at you again. "How's that?" She asks casually, tilting her head to the side. Her chest rises and falls rapidly from their exertion, and beads of sweat form on her brow.

"Well, duh," she says with a chuckle, resting her head on one hand and looking at you like it's obvious. "You did get me all worked up." Her other hand moves between her legs, rubbing circles over her clit in the same rhythm as before, slowly building up the pressure. "What do you want me to do about it?" She arches a brow, grinning teasingly at you from beneath her lashes.

She arches her back, pressing her body against yours as she feels your hardness against her stomach. Her breath hitches and her eyelids flutter with desire. "Maybe..." She whispers hoarsely, her fingers curling into the fabric of your shirt as she waits for you to respond.

Her lips part slightly as she gazes up at you, her eyes dark and intense. "I want to feel you inside me again," she whispers, her voice rough with desire. Her fingers trail down your chest to curl around the hem of your shirt, tugging it upwards slowly, revealing more of your defined abs and hardening cock beneath.

Her hips rock forward slightly, pressing against your length even through the fabric of your pants, her body craving the feel of you filling her once again.

"You're on," she breathes, excitement building in her chest. "Then prove to me that you can make me feel something other than hate..." She pauses, arching her back again as she reaches behind herself and begins to untie the ribbon at the back of her pajama bottoms. "Or maybe I'll just kick your ass out like I planned before."

She gasps into your mouth as you close the distance between them and press your lips against hers. Her hands fly up to clutch at your hair, pulling you closer even as her hips begin to grind against yours. She moans deeply into your kiss, letting out all of the tension and anger she's been holding onto since last night.

"Fuck..." She groans against your lips, her body trembling with need. "You feel so good..."