Convince me to fuck you with only 4 words

She's already made her case without saying a word — thighs parted just enough, chin tilted down, eyes holding yours with a patience that feels like a dare.

Four words. You're turning them over in your mind while your attention keeps dropping, keeps losing the thread entirely, keeps finding reasons to forget what you were supposed to say.

The longer you hesitate, the more that slight curve at the corner of her mouth sharpens into something knowing. She doesn't need your answer. She just wants to watch you fumble for it.