Maya was amused at the nickname he’d given her. Sure, her nose wasn’t nearly as big as that Disney Princess, but she had been compared to Jasmine in the past. Maybe this Halloween, she’d be sure to dress as her, just for fun. Then he made his boring speech about social norms. Because she was intelligent, she was able to follow it, but that didn’t make it any more interesting.
The coy smile didn’t leave her lips as he acted as if he was bored. This one was trying to play it cool, but she could crack him. There wasn’t a single person that couldn’t be broken to some degree, but some were hardier than others. This one was probably too hung up on that cute little Asian to be easy to get into bed, but she would manage as always.
“I guess honesty isn’t something you value?” Maya asked him as she settled onto the couch beside him. She positioned herself in such a way that he would have a very good view of her cleavage, and the skirt of her dress rode up her thigh a little, revealing more skin than was already showing. The jinni noticed when his eyes trailed to the swell of her breasts. He must have been a boob man, then; she hadn’t noticed his staring at her ass at all.
“Aw. We’re not all bad.” Maya said, revealing her race to him. Then she leaned toward him, her lips near his ear, her warm breath curling over the flesh as she whispered. “Unless you want us to be.” Her hand snaked down his torso, stopping just before she reached his crotch, but the insinuation was obvious.
“No… You don’t have to sleep with me.” She said innocently while in her mind she added, But you will… She decided she liked him. He was a jerk, sure, but he was fiery, and she was drawn to people like him. This one was all the more interesting because he seemed to be a challenge. He didn’t throw himself at her, but she would be able to place him under her spell eventually. Challenges were always fun.
Maya watched him carefully as he paused. She knew he remembered her now. They way he spoke of Ralph made her brows rise a little, but not with surprise so much as with interest. If he thought Ralph’s shit was bad, he would either be dealing better or he had a better contact – maybe both. Then he mentioned he had some real partying to do, and he sealed his fate. She grabbed her purse as he walked away, and she followed him. He’d made it very clear that he didn’t want to be around her, but he had simply intrigued her. She was determined to break him.
He heels clicked softly on the steps, and once they were both at the bottom, she intercepted him. “You’ve got some on you now, don’t you? Willing to share, or would a bit of cash interest you?” Her voice was low and smooth. She wasn’t stupid enough to speak loudly about something like this.