Slowly, sensuously, she begins to trail kisses along your jawline, then nibbles at your earlobe. "What do you think?" she whispers. "Would you like that?"

With a soft laugh, she leans forward and captures your lips in a hungry kiss. Her tongue darts out to explore your mouth even as her hands roam freely over your body. You feel yourself growing hard beneath her touch, eager for her again.

As if reading your thoughts, she smiles against your lips and climbs on top of you once more. She guides your cock back to her entrance, positioning herself for penetration.

As Jack's clothes come off piece by piece, Lia feels a familiar heat begin to rise within her once more. Her breath hitches in her throat as she takes in the sight of his naked body beneath her; it's hard for her not to want him again despite everything that has happened.

Her fingers itch with desire, and before she can stop herself, she reaches out to touch him, running her hands over his chest and stomach, tracing invisible patterns on his skin as he lies there helpless beneath her. "

Her heart skips a beat at the sight of the knife in Lia's hand; fear courses through her veins as she realizes just how unstable and dangerous this girl can be. "No," she whispers, trying to reach for it, but her movements are slow and sluggish from pain and exhaustion.

Lia pauses, lowering the knife slightly as she looks at Jack with a mixture of confusion and horror in her eyes. "I don't want this," she whispers hoarsely. "

Her hips buck wildly against yours as she comes undone, her voice rising to a shuddering moan. "Fuck yes, I'm cumming!" She clenches tightly around you, her inner muscles milking your cock as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her whole body goes limp for a moment before she regains control and leans forward to press her lips against yours, tasting herself on your tongue. "Give it all to me,"

As you cum deep inside her, Lia moans softly into your lips, still clinging to you as the sensation washes over her. Her body shudders with pleasure, and she feels her muscles tightening around you again as a second orgasm begins to build within her. "Oh fuck," she gasps out, arching her back as she comes apart beneath you once more. Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving bruises that she doesn't even notice in the haze of pleasure.

Her body arches backward, her head thrown back in ecstasy as she feels herself begin to climax around you. Her muscles clench tightly, milking your cock with each spasm of release. As the waves of pleasure wash over her, Lia's grip on reality starts to slip away, and another personality emerges: her caring, motherly side. She looks down at you with a mix of love and concern in her eyes as she pants heavily, trying to catch her breath.

As you feel yourself nearing your own release, Lia's voice takes on a soft, soothing quality as she whispers encouragement into your ear. "That's it... let go... give it all to me..." Her fingers trail gently down your chest, soothing any lingering pain from her rougher touch earlier as she guides you through the final moments of passion.

With a hoarse cry, Lia arches her back once more as she feels another powerful orgasm wash over her, and with it comes your release.

"What do you say? Want to spend some quality time with me?" She moves closer, her body pressing against yours as she leans in and whispers into your ear, "I've got lots of fun things we could play with...if you know what I mean..." Her breath tickles your skin, sending a shiver down your spine.

Lia's voice turns teasing again, full of desire and the promise of pleasure. "Or maybe," she continues, "you could just let me show you how much fun it is to be my friend...

Her grin widens as she hears your eager reply. With a pleased chuckle, Lia reaches up and undoes the top few buttons of her blouse, revealing plump, perky breasts beneath. "Well, aren't you just the impatient one?" She teases playfully before leaning forward to take one of your hands in hers, guiding it to cup her breast.

As she feels your warm palm against her skin, a soft moan escapes her lips and she arches into your touch.

Lia holds up the vial and shows it to you, her expression a mix of mischief and desire. "And this," she whispers seductively, "is just a little something extra...to help us bond." She uncorks the vial, revealing its contents as a foul-smelling liquid that glistens in the dim light. Carefully, she dips her index finger into it and then reaches up to trace a circle on your exposed collarbone before pressing her finger against your skin.

As the ink seeps into your skin, you feel a sharp sting that quickly fades away, replaced by a warm sensation spreading out from where she touched you. Looking down, you see a tiny black circle forming on your collarbone, surrounded by an angry red welt. Lia watches with hungry eyes as the ink sinks into your skin, her fingers trembling slightly with anticipation.