35. Want to play a game?

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The bed was soft and warm. The air conditioner was set on low temperature. The heat their bodies ignited, it was turning the room on fire. Stella could feel his arm draped over her, more comforting than any blanket she had ever laid under. She was perfumed by his musky scent, and her night gown was slightly pulled up by above her thighs while she laid between the crumpled bed sheets.

She was pressed to the bed by his hard shirtless torso. They were giggling and panting heavily as their second foreplay was damn tiring and amusing that they cannot stop but rethink about it in their minds.

Max let his ears ring with her racing heart beats. A devilish smirk so read on his lips as he rubbed his free arm on her breast under his grip. He successfully got her into the bed after a fake date of pretension. He can't help but smirk to himself as the stupid