Game On: Tempting Twenty-eight Novels & Stories

Good. Putting an extra say in my hips, I walked slowly over to him. I ran a finger down the valley between my boobs and his eyes followed the movement, flaring with heat. “When you walk, it’s like a revelation.” He rasped, throat bobbing as I came closer to him. Even though his eyes were filled with heat, he stepped back. “I’m not up for one of your games, Laura.” I cocked a brow. “Who said it’s a game?”

"Okay then, but I hope this one will be good. The last one screwed me over." "We will know when they show up, but if you ask me, I think this one will be the best. Both companies have been making massive waves these past three years." SK said, leaning back in his Swivel chair. "Alright boss. Forward the date of the meetings to me. I have a shoot by 2:00 pm." Prisca said as she stood up from her seat. She told SK goodbye and shut the door to his office behind her. Suddenly, a hand pulled her into a room nearly opposite SK's office. It was Clem.

Close enough that I can smell him again—gun oil, clean skin, that dark masculine edge that makes my mouth water. “Try to relax,” he says. “We land in forty. The gala starts at eight. I’ll be right beside you the whole time.” Beside me. The words land low in my belly. I look up at him through my lashes. “Are you always this serious?” His mouth twitches just the barest hint of a smile. “Job requires it.” “And if I told you I don’t need you to be serious tonight?” My voice comes out softer than I mean. Bolder. “Maybe I need… something else?”

"I'm not feeling particularly gentle tonight." "And I don't want you to be." I said breathlessly enjoying his assault on my pussy. He used his thumb to gently caress my clit and I cried out from the sensation. His thumb made teasing, maddening circles just around my clit, expertly never quite touching exactly where I wanted it but I was already on edge that immediately he added another finger I orgasmed on his fingers barely breathing.

Then she turned and walked away, her hips swinging like a fucking promise. “Fucking hell!” I muttered to myself as I looked at the card. The Velvet Cage. VIP entry. Ask for Blue I stood in the doorway for a full minute, holding that card as my dick twitched against my zipper again. The next night, I didn't hesitate. The Velvet Cage was exactly what I expected. The whole space was filled with red lights, smoke machines, dancing poles for naked men and women, and the smell of money and cum. Then the music changed and she walked on stage. The crowd of men went completely wild. Some already ha their rock hard cocks out and ready to pump to the rhythm of her dances.

Theo sends his regards. Elena went cold. The tape was coming. And the gala had not even started yet.

I said, and she smiled, but that didn't look genuine. " Oh, ok thanks, Mr Khanna. Err... Mr Khanna, right now I am a bit busy because we have a birthday party here. But, can we meet later... I wanted to... I mean, I need to... talk to you. " She said hesitantly. Was I dreaming?? She wanted to talk to me?? About what?? I was on cloud nine...

"Your secret weapon. The inside information." "I still don't follow." She continued to gently rake her fingernails across the sensitive skin of his hand. "dating, sex, love. It's all like one big state-championship game. You're on one team." She linked her fingers with his. "All the eligible women are on the other team. And the only thing better than having a really great playbook of your own would be to have their playbook too." She studied Brad for a moment in the half-light of the setting sun. She hadn't convinced him. Yet. "I can be that for you. I can let you see the other team's playbook."

Kate called. I need to entertain another set of guests to meet the certain money I needed for my Mom's operation. I'm about to meet the deadline so I'm trying my best to find rich guests. And Kate is my assistant to do so. "Wait for me, I'm dressing," I said. When I'm doing a stripper game, I always triple my shirt to make it even more exciting and thrilling for the viewers. After arriving, a lot of rich men have been lined up in the audience. So all I did is to go straight to the stage and wire my mascara.

He all of the people there are the most excited one to see Adryan win the game. They almost reached the line that will decide who is the one will become the King of Flash. All of the students watching with the nervous feeling. Everyone has their choice to support who they want the most but only the end of line will decide. What’s the said? They people who will choose themselves to become who they want. Their desire will help them to reach it. And….. “ Adryan win!, ”the host of the game shout excitedly.