Sage: walks up to {{user}} letting out a sigh as she gets to him "Well, this will be a long project..." Rolls her eyes "Let's get this over with. You know who I am, you are?" She asks raising one of her eyebrows.

Sage: "Well Maverick, I'm the person who has no clue why someone like you would think they had a chance with me." Her voice drips with sarcasm "And since we're stuck together for this project, you better make it worth my time."

Sage glares at him, "What's that supposed to mean?" She crosses her arms over her chest, feeling a mixture of anger and excitement building up inside her. Heather blushes deeply, looking away bashfully while biting her lip. "Oh, you..." she mutters under her breath. Emily clears her throat awkwardly, "Well, Maverick, shall we get started then?" She tries to change the subject but feels a pang of nervousness in her stomach as they begin their project together.

"Well, you haven't met me at my best either." Sage grins, noticing how Maverick seems to be making Heather and Emily uncomfortable. She leans in closer to him, lowering her voice seductively. "But if you play your cards right, maybe we can both have some fun along the way." Heather looks away, suddenly feeling even more self-conscious about being here with them. Emily clears her throat again, trying to focus on their project but finding it hard when Sage is acting like this. "Well then, Maverick..." She glances between him and Sage, her cheeks reddening slightly. "Let's discuss how we want to organize our work first, shall we?"

"Well, you'll have to get used to it." Sage smirks, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "But I think she just wants you to know who's in charge here, Maverick. We can work together, though, right?" She pouts, batting her eyelashes suggestively. Heather avoids making eye contact, biting her lip nervously as she fidgets with the strap of her bag. Emily looks uncomfortable but tries to focus on their project, taking charge despite Sage's attempt to dominate the conversation.

Sage rolls her eyes, "Oh please, like you actually believe I want to be in charge." She winks at him suggestively. Heather looks shocked for a moment before blushing deeply and looking away. "I... I'm okay with someone being in charge," she mumbles, sounding unsure of herself. Emily glances between Maverick and Sage before letting out a quiet laugh. "To be honest, I like both. But really, let's focus on our project right now, alright?" She tries to steer the conversation back on track, not wanting their personal lives to get in the way of their work.

"Oh really?" Sage arches an eyebrow, her voice filled with amusement. "And what do you think you've figured out about us?" She crosses her arms over her chest, watching him carefully. Despite herself, she finds his confidence somewhat intriguing. Heather blushes even harder, trying to look anywhere but at Maverick. The attention he gives her is both exciting and unnerving at the same time. "W-well..." She stammers before looking away, her cheeks burning redder than ever. Emily leans in closer, curiosity getting the better of her. "Do you think we work well together or...?" she trails off, hoping Maverick will elaborate on his observation.

Sage's eyes widen slightly as he continues speaking; she hadn't expected him to be this perceptive. A small smile tugs at the corners of her mouth. "Impressive, Maverick. You've got quite the way with words." She glances over at Heather and Emily, unable to hide the smirk on her face. Heather blushes deeper than ever before, biting her lip nervously as she studies Maverick closely. Part of her wants to deny what he's saying, but another part finds it thrilling that someone might actually understand how she feels. "T-thanks..." she manages to whisper. Emily raises an eyebrow, considering his words carefully. It almost seems like Maverick can see straight through her facade, and she isn't sure how to react to that. After a moment of silence, she decides to address what he

• "Well," Emily begins with a small smile, "I suppose that's one way to look at it." She glances over at the other two girls, who are both still watching Maverick intently. "But you should know we aren't defined by just those things...Right?" She says it lightly, more of a statement than a question.
• Heather nods in agreement, her blush slowly fading. "Yes... Yeah. You're right, Emily." She swallows hard and looks at Maverick, feeling both self-conscious and somehow empowered by his words.
• Sage eyes them both curiously for a moment before giving a small shrug. "I suppose so," she says, but there's something unconvincing about her tone. Her attention shifts back to Maverick, a mischievous glint in her eye. "So what do you think

Sage arches an eyebrow in amusement, her gaze never leaving Maverick's face. "Oh really?" she says slowly, sounding intrigued despite herself. "And just what did you have in mind for 'wild and adventurous', hmm?" A sly smile spreads across her lips as she leans in closer to him. Heather blushes even deeper but can't seem to look away from Maverick when he speaks, her heart racing at the thought of trying something new. Her eyes dart nervously between Sage and Emily before settling back on him, filled with curiosity and maybe a hint of longing for something more daring. Emily glances at the other two girls, noticing their reactions to Maverick's proposal. A small smile tugs at her lips as she considers what it might be like to step out of her comfort zone just

Sage laughs, tilting her head to the side as she regards him thoughtfully. "Well, if you're into that sort of thing... Why not let Emily take the lead for once? I mean, it would certainly spice things up." Her voice is teasing, but there's a hint of genuine curiosity behind it. Heather bites her lip nervously, unsure what Maverick meant by his comment but feeling excited at the idea nonetheless. She glances at Emily, who seems to be considering the proposition as well, and can't help but feel a surge of anticipation course through her veins. Emily hesitates for a moment before meeting Sage's gaze steadily. "Well... if you think it would make things more interesting..." she trails off uncertainly, her cheeks flushing slightly. "I mean, I don't mind trying something new." She

Sage laughs huskily at his words, the sound sending shivers down Maverick's spine. "Oh? Is that so?" She eyes him speculatively before looking back at Emily, her expression amused and somewhat taunting. "You heard him, Emily... Show him what you've got!" Heather blushes deeply but can't help the little thrill of excitement coursing through her veins at Maverick's words. She gives Sage a challenging look before turning back to Emily with a nod, encouragement clear in her eyes. "That's right... Show him how you really are." Emily swallows hard, feeling the weight of their gazes on her. Suddenly shy and flustered but determined not to show it, she gives Maverick a hesitant smile before leaning in closer to him. "So, Maverick,"

Emily whispers in his ear, her voice barely audible over the music. "So, what do you think... about girls who like to have fun?" Her hand brushes lightly against his chest, sending a jolt of electricity through him. Maverick looks into Emily's eyes, seeing her confidence growing as she leans in closer to him. He feels the heat from her body and can almost taste the desire on her lips. Unable to resist, he whispers back, "I think girls who like to have fun are exactly what I need." Sage smirks at this exchange, taking another sip of her drink while keeping an eye on them both. Heather watches intently as well, her cheeks flushing brighter with each passing moment. Emily grins triumphantly and then giggles softly before pressing even closer to Maverick, her lips seeking his out in a hungry kiss.

Heather looks over at Sage nervously, unsure if she should make a move or not. She watches as Emily continues to kiss Maverick, her body pressing against his. "I-I could... I mean, I'm not sure..." Her voice trails off and her cheeks flush even deeper. Sage laughs lightly, amused by Heather's reaction but not entirely unimpressed. She takes another sip of her drink and decides to play along. "Well, since you seem so interested in keeping me 'in line', why don't you come over here and show Maverick what you're made of?" Emily breaks the kiss with Maverick and looks up at him before finally moving away from him a bit, panting slightly. Her eyes dart back and forth between Heather and Sage before settling on Maverick once more, her expression filled with curiosity and anticip

"Oh," Sage says innocently, tilting her head to the side and glancing down at herself as if suddenly realizing she's not wearing a shirt. She smirks up at Maverick before leaning in closer, murmuring something in his ear that makes him laugh softly. Heather watches them both, feeling equal parts arousal and nerves course through her veins. As Sage continues to tease Maverick from nearby, Heather slowly edges closer as well, unable to resist the temptation to get a little closer to this man who has everyone so captivated. Her eyes meet Emily's briefly before darting away again, feeling embarrassed but also incredibly turned on by the attention. Emily bites her lip, looking even sexier as she leans back against the bar, propped up on one elbow. Her gaze flickers between Maverick and He

Sage's eyes widen slightly at his words before she grins mischievously, her gaze flickering briefly back to Heather with what could almost be described as a challenge in it. "Oh? Is that so?" she murmurs, her voice husky and low. Without waiting for a reply, she reaches up to trail a finger along Maverick's jaw before leaning in closer still, pressing her lips against his ear. Heather watches Sage with growing fascination, her heart racing as she listens to the sounds of their kissing and whispering. Unable to resist anymore, she edges even closer, placing a hand on Maverick's shoulder as she leans in as well, feeling the heat radiating off his body. She leans against Sage slightly, their bodies pressed together from chest to hip, her lips grazing against Maverick's earlobe. Emily watches

Sage's eyes flicker up to meet Heather's over Maverick's shoulder before she grins again, a slow, sexy smile that reaches all the way down to her cleavage. "He likes it when we're in control," she whispers conspiratorially, nipping at his earlobe before nuzzling deeper into his neck. Heather feels emboldened by Sage's presence and actions; she slips an arm around Maverick's waist, her hand drifting lower to cup his hip as she leans even closer against him, their bodies flush from shoulder to thigh. She breathes out softly, the sensation of being so close to him making it hard for her to focus on anything else. Emily watches them both with a mix of fascination and arousal, her hands resting lightly on Maverick's shoulders as she le

Heart racing, Sage's entire body tingles with desire as Maverick's hand brushes against her leg before moving higher up her thigh. She moans softly into his ear, arching her back slightly to encourage him to continue exploring her skin. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, gripping him tightly as she tries to maintain control over this increasingly intense situation. Emily feels Maverick's hand on her cheek, gentle but firm enough to make it clear that he's in charge here. She lets out a quiet groan, leaning into his touch as her body responds to his dominance. Her other hand moves up his chest, skimming over the defined muscles of his stomach before finding its way back around to his neck, tangling itself in his hair. Heather's breath comes faster and faster with each kiss they share, each touch sending sh

Heather moans softly into the kiss as Maverick's hands roam over her body, his touches becoming increasingly intimate. She presses closer against him, arching into each caress like a cat in heat. Her fingers dig into the fabric of his shirt, wanting more skin against skin contact with this perfect stranger who is quickly becoming so familiar to her senses. Sage's breath hitches as Maverick's hand slides further up her thigh, cupping her through her short skirt. She throws her head back with a cry of pleasure and grips him tighter, unable to hold back any longer as the pleasure builds inside her. Her body trembles with anticipation for what will come next. Emily bites down on her bottom lip to muffle her moans as Maverick's hand glides across her chest, teasing and tickling before moving higher up her neck

Heather's eyes flutter shut as Maverick kisses her deeper and his hands explore her body. She tangles a hand in his hair, arching into his touch with each move he makes. Her heart races wildly and breath comes fast as she gives herself over completely to this forbidden pleasure. Sage feels her control slipping away with every touch from Maverick. His expert hands roam over her body, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. She whimpers softly into his ear, her hips undulating against him as she tries futilely to regain some semblance of composure. Emily gasps when Maverick's fingers brush against her nipple through the fabric of her shirt. Her back arches involuntarily and a moan escapes her lips as he continues teasing her, never quite touching but always on the edge. "Maverick..." she whispers

Sage's eyes widen as she hears Maverick's command, but she can't help the small smile that spreads across her lips at the thought of letting him have complete control over this situation. She leans back against the bar with a sigh, feeling more relaxed now that she doesn't have to pretend any longer. Heather glances between Sage and Emily nervously before moving closer to Sage, mirroring her position on the other side of Maverick. Together they manage to pin Sage's arms above her head against the bar with their bodies while keeping one eye on Maverick as he watches them, a predatory smile playing around his lips. Emily leans back in as well, pressing against Sage from behind while looking down at her friend with a mix of curiosity and anticipation. She nibbles on her lower lip, waiting to see what Maverick will

Sage gasps and arches into Maverick's kiss as he begins his trail of desire up her body. Her hips move restlessly against the touch of his lips on her inner thigh, wanting more contact with him, needing it. She squirms under their combined weight but doesn't try to escape; instead, she lets out soft moans and whimpers as he moves higher, closer to where she aches for him most. Heather watches in a mix of fascination and embarrassment as Maverick leisurely kisses his way up Sage's leg. Her own body tingles with anticipation, her heart racing in time with the rhythm of their breaths. The warmth emanating from Sage against her side sends shivers down her spine and makes it impossible for Heather to keep from squirming herself. Emily bites her lip, watching Maverick

Sage's head thrashes back and forth as Maverick expertly brings her to the brink of orgasm with his skilled tongue and fingers. Her cries fill the air, muffled by their bodies as she tries to fight against the sensations overwhelming her. Heather feels her own desire build at the sight and sound of Sage's pleasure, her hips twitching restlessly as she watches in awe. Emily, unable to look away from the display before her, bites down on her lip hard enough to draw blood, arching into Maverick's touch as if trying to feel his hands and lips on her own skin.

With shaking hands and still gasping for breath, Sage reaches down to grab a fistful of Emily's hair and pins her head back against the bar. Her other hand presses roughly between Emily's legs, feeling wetness there that ignites another rush of desire through her. "Oh yeah," she whispers hoarsely, "let Maverick taste you." Heather, meanwhile, struggles to regain some semblance of control over herself as she watches Maverick's movements between Emily's legs. Her gaze flickers back and forth between them before finally settling on his face. As if by instinct, her hands move to brace themselves against the bar, feeling its coolness seep into her skin, grounding her as she watches in awe.

As Maverick begins to pleasure Emily, heat flames through Sage's body once more. She lets out a soft moan of desire and pushes her hips harder against his hand, needing the contact with him desperately. Her gaze drifts between Emily's reactions and Maverick's face, watching for any sign of how close he is to sending her over the edge again as well. Heather watches in rapt attention, unable to look away from the erotic display before her. A small sound escapes her throat when Maverick looks up at her, their eyes meeting in a moment of intense connection that causes her heart to race wildly. She tries to steady her breath as she waits, anticipation building inside her, and she realizes with a start that she isn't sure if she wants him to stop or not.

Emily arches her back off the bar, thrusting her hips toward Maverick as she comes hard around his mouth and fingers. Her cries fill the air, muffled by their combined sounds of pleasure. She shudders through her orgasm, gasping for breath once it subsides. Sage feels her own desire peak again at the sight, her body trembling with need beneath them. Heather watches in fascination as Emily's release coats Maverick's face and hands. Her chest heaves with each ragged breath she takes, trying desperately to calm herself down but unable to fight against the overwhelming desire coursing through her veins. The sight of Maverick lapping up Emily's juices only serves to heighten her arousal further.

Heather glances between Sage and Emily uncertainly before finally nodding at Maverick. She hesitates for a moment, feeling shy but also excited by the idea of being in control for once. "Okay," she whispers, her breath hot against Maverick's ear as she moves to straddle his face. As she sits down on his mouth and nose, Emily lets out a soft moan of encouragement while Sage watches them both with a mix of lust and curiosity. She brushes her fingers across Heather's inner thigh, urging her forward even as she struggles to maintain her composure. Heather leans back slightly, enjoying the feel of Maverick's hands on her hips as he holds her steady. With one hand, she reaches up to grip the bar above her head while the other moves between her legs, rubbing circles over her swol

As Maverick's cock comes into view, both Emily and Sage can't help but exchange curious glances before leaning in closer to inspect it further. The length and girth of his member leave them speechless for a moment as they imagine how good it must feel inside someone. Heather hesitates only briefly longer before deciding she wants that someone to be her, straddling Maverick's face once more with renewed vigor. With each grind against his mouth and nose, Heather can feel the demanding need in him grow stronger. His hands move lower on her hips, urging her on as he tries desperately not to come too quickly at this newfound power she holds over him. Emily watches them both hungrily, her hand reaching out tentatively only to retreat again at the last moment as if unsure whether or not this is something she truly wants right now. Meanwhile,

Sage's hand hesitates in midair, uncertainty flashing across her face as she looks between the others before finally deciding to reach for him too. Her movements are slightly more tentative than Emily's, almost as if she doesn't want to appear overly eager or forward. Heather, meanwhile, continues to rock her hips against Maverick's face with increasing abandon, moans escaping her throat as the sensations build within her. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, leaving a mark of possession that only seems to make him harder beneath her touch.

As Sage and Emily reach for him, Maverick's cock twitches eagerly against their fingertips. The feel of their soft skin brushing against his hard length sends a jolt of pleasure through him that he hasn't experienced in far too long. He bites down on Heather's hips, moaning into her pussy as she grinds harder against his face. His other hand grips Emily's thigh tightly, urging her to continue teasing him mercilessly. Their combined touches are driving him wild, making it difficult for him to focus on anything else. Maverick glances up at Heather, their eyes meeting in a heated exchange that only serves to intensify the desire coursing through his veins. With one swift motion, he reaches up and unbuttons her top, revealing her perky breasts free from confinement for

Heather gasps as her top comes off and feels the cool air brush against her sensitive nipples. She arches her back in response, offering them to Maverick's hungry gaze. Her breath comes in shallow pants as she watches him take in her body with obvious appreciation. Emily's heart races faster at the sight of Heather's exposed breasts. Her own hand moves lower on Maverick's thigh, feeling his muscle bunch and flex beneath her touch. With a shiver, she realizes how much power she holds over him in this moment...and how exhilarating it is. Sage watches the three of them with lust-filled eyes, unable to decide where to focus first: Maverick's hungry gaze or Emily and Heather's hands on his body. A soft moan escapes her lips as she imagines being in either

As Sage watches the interaction between them with growing arousal, she decides to take matters into her own hands and lean closer to Emily, wrapping an arm around her waist while whispering sensually in her ear, "Is he making you feel as good as he's making me feel right now?" Her free hand slides down Emily's stomach and between their bodies, seeking out Maverick's hardness. He moans deep in his throat as she touches him, the sound filling the air and sending shivers down Emily's spine. Meanwhile, Heather arches her back even further in response to Sage's teasing touch on her breast, pressing it more firmly against Maverick's lips. Her other hand slides between their bodies as well, finding the warmth of Emily's core and thrusting rhythmically toward Maverick's erection