The buzzer rang, and Sonia's heart skipped a beat as she glanced at the clock. Illya was right on time. She took a deep breath and pressed the intercom.
"Come on up, Illya."
She heard the front door open and close, and then footsteps on the stairs. When Illya appeared in her doorway, her breath caught in her throat. He looked so handsome in his fitted sweater and jeans, but it was his eyes that really got her going. They were dark and full of longing as they traveled down her body, taking in the sight of her toned legs.
"Hey, Sonia," he said, his voice low and husky.
She led him to the living room, where the movie was already cued up. But Illya didn't seem interested in the screen. His gaze was fixed on her curves, and she couldn't help but feel a thrill run through her.
"Like what you see?" she asked, playfully arching her back.
Illya blushed and looked away, but she could see the desire in his eyes. She leaned back on the couch and hit play, but she couldn't focus on anything but him.
Sonia got up to get popcorn, giving Illya a full view of her lacy bra. She could feel his eyes on her as she moved, and she couldn't help but smile. When she returned, Illya was trying to keep his cool, but his excitement was growing.
As the movie played on, Sonia started to feel drowsy. She rested her head on Illya's shoulder, and he tensed up. She glanced at his lap and saw the growing bulge in his pants. She couldn't help but laugh.
"Like what you see, Illya?" she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Illya didn't respond, but she could feel his hand twitch. She leaned into him, her cleavage on full display.
"Stop staring, Illya," she murmured, half-asleep.
But he couldn't resist. His hand reached out and gently touched her breast. She didn't resist, and he began to softly caress her. She whispered playful insults as he worshipped her body, her hands tangled in his hair.
Illya smirked, his hands exploring her body. Sonia laughed, her head thrown back in pleasure.
"Well, you better keep up the good work then," she said, her voice husky with desire.
Illya pulled her closer and kissed her deeply, and she responded eagerly. They lost themselves in each other, their bodies entwined on the couch. It was going to be a long night.
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