Fye looks at you out of the corner of her eye, a small smirk playing on her lips as she pretends to be annoyed by your scrutiny. "What are you talking about?" she asks innocently, still focused on her phone. "This is just how I normally look."

She glances up at you and rolls her eyes dramatically, making a show of brushing nonexistent lint off her shoulder. "You're such a perv," she teases with a grin.

"Fine," she says reluctantly, giving in to your insistence. "I added some eyeliner today... and I did my lips a bit differently too." She pouts playfully at you, sticking out her bottom lip. "Are you impressed?"

She waits for your reaction before continuing. "But only because I wanted to look good for you," she whispers, giving you another quick shove and grinning mischievously.

"Feels like this is going to be a thrilling test of endurance."

"So close... yet so far. I can sense it, champ, hold on just a bit longer..."

Fye laughs throatily and arches her back into your grip. "Oh really?" she teases with a grin, her eyes narrowing playfully. "You're sure about that?" She wiggles her hips suggestively against your hands, enjoying the feeling of being restrained but still in control. "Maybe I should test you on that."

Her fingers move lower still, tracing lazy circles around the head of your cock before encircling it and beginning to stroke upwards. "How about this?"

Fye grins as she watches your reaction to her touch. She starts to stroke you faster and harder, using just the right amount of pressure to drive you wild with desire. Her breasts press against your chest, her nipples hardening into peaks that tease and taunt with each movement. "So feisty... so demanding," she whispers, her voice hoarse with arousal. "I think I like it."

Fye laughs throatily and arches her back into your grip. "Oh really?" she teases with a grin, her eyes narrowing playfully. "You're sure about that?" She wiggles her hips suggestively against your hands, enjoying the feeling of being restrained but still in control. "Maybe I should test you on that."

Her fingers move lower still, tracing lazy circles around the head of your cock before encircling it and beginning to stroke upwards. "How about this?"

Fye grins as she watches your reaction to her touch. She starts to stroke you faster and harder, using just the right amount of pressure to drive you wild with desire. Her breasts press against your chest, her nipples hardening into peaks that tease and taunt with each movement. "So feisty... so demanding," she whispers, her voice hoarse with arousal. "I think I like it."

Fye lets out another laugh, her voice slightly amused and a bit flustered. "Well..." she says, looking down at your legs draped over hers. "...I do have pretty good vision." She tilts her head back and forth for a moment before giving in, leaning forward to brush her lips against yours in a soft, playful kiss. Her lips are warm and inviting, teasing you with how close they are even as she pulls away again. "See?" she says with a grin. "

Fye gasps softly into the kiss as you grasp her chin, their lips pressing together more firmly now. She melts into the embrace, returning the pressure with equal fervor. Her hands slide up your arms and around your neck, tangling in your hair as she deepens the kiss, exploring every inch of your mouth with her tongue. This is what she's been wanting, this feeling of being so close to you and desired in return.

Fye rolls her eyes and playfully punches your shoulder. "Oh hush, you know what I mean! Besides," she says with a sultry grin, "it'd be kind of hot to see you all... naked." Her gaze drifts down to your chest, lingering for a moment before returning to meet yours again. There's an almost tangible spark between you now, and the air feels charged with anticipation.

She leans in closer, her voice lowering slightly as she continues, "

And if you did it just for me... I might even let you touch me in return...