Gangguin Pacar Pas Lagi Ngegame นิยาย & เรื่องราว

But why would his friend lie ? Well he wanted to get out, he was losing his patients with doing nothing and he had started to get sexually frustrated since the concert. If he didn't get Amber to give in soon, he would have to find someone else to give him some much needed release or he wouldn't be able to think straight around her. He didn't quite understand it himself, but it was starting to be an obsession, he needed to have this woman, to make her bend to his will. He wanted to hear her scream his name in ecstasy.

“I will sort it out okay, let’s get ready for the next deal, we can’t afford to delay.” “You still have the heart to work after the mess you have created, you are insane.” He walked out and I stepped out. When I returned the next day I gave strict orders for them not to let Gina in while I walked in with Mara and Clara, the two great game inventors, I wish to have my brand and they are also fun to talk with, we talked about so many games when my wife ruined the moment. “Gina, why are you here?” “I am here to see you, why won’t you let me in?” I am sacking the idiot who let her in at once and what the hell is wrong with Gina to barge into my work space?

His wife would always give her all to achieve her goal whenever she started doing something. This was also what he liked most about her. She always did her very best in whatever she did. Nevertheless, her determination had its disadvantage too. This was not the first time Stanley felt like she neglected him because of that stupid video game. Sometimes, he texted her in the afternoon, but she did not reply to him. He had to wait for hours for her to get back to him, explaining how she missed the message because she had training at the base. Even after she had finished all her work, she would grab her laptop and play the game for a while before going to bed.

“God, I hate you so… fucking much.” “I’m well aware. I had to read that… over and over again… and yet, that's not what your body told me when I touched you…” Troy raises her hand to slap him, but he catches it lightning fast. “Look, it's all good. I'm not holding grudges,” Dorian murmurs, his face inches from hers. “In fact, we could still play this game.” “What game?” “The one where you try to make me fall for you. I might actually enjoy this.”

I forced a smile, though inside, panic threatened to overwhelm me. I had spent so many sleepless nights trying to bury the memory of that forbidden kiss, and now here I was, paired with him in a game that demanded close, unspoken communication. Lucas’s eyes met mine across the table, and there was a spark something that wasn’t there before, something dangerous and electrifying. He offered a subtle, knowing smirk as he reached for the game cards, his hand brushing lightly against mine when he took the deck. The simple contact made my whole body tense, a shiver running down my spine that I desperately tried to ignore. The game’s rules were simple each pair had to complete a series of challenge

He suddenly said that made me froze. Yeah, I hate gaming. I hate it. It's all because of him. I hate it when he spends more time playing games than be with me. I make time for him while him? He just made me wait and I hate it. I even thought that I was just being bratty for feeling that way, but no, after our argument, I saw him with another girl. And it was his girlfriend today. He cheated on me yet I still love him. And I hate myself for that. I can't let him see me that weak. I have to show him I move on and get over with him. Yeah, that's what should do.

Without giving a hint, he moved his wife onto the wooden table where he used to display the mockups. "What are you doing?" the woman who could barely utter a word, asked. "Starting the real game." A second later, the air around them began to vibrate faster. The warmth in the room instantly doubled. Max didn't give his wife a chance to open her eyes or speak. The woman was too focused to keep up with the rhythm that overwhelmed her. “Please … aaah ….” Gabriella couldn't help but bite her lip and thought, “This man is crazy. I shouldn't have given him the chance to take advantage of me again."

“What game are you playing?” “No games.” Because I’m sick to death of games. I’m sick of pretending not to want what my soul needs. I stand straight, turning to her, and now there’s no missing my erection. Her eyes go wide when she sees it. “We both know what you were doing in here. And you were moaning my name while you did it.” “You’re crazy,” she whispers, shaking. “This is wrong.”

“I am thinking that maybe we can play card games after dinner or maybe some board games? Alinn mentioned that she plays it with her parents, so I bought a couple from my allowance.” A board game takes hours! Then, that means no time for sex! Besides, lately, I find it hard to be in the mood for sex with Liam. However, every time we do, he gets me so sore; that I feel like an invalid the next day. Worst, I don’t like to do it but when we start, I find that I actually like it! These conflicting emotions are so annoying! “Sounds great!” I say, which Liam answers with a groan.

She gasped in delight as I pinned her to the wall and started at her neck. My ears tingled in pleasure as she groaned from the feel of my lips and her fingers made their way down my chest to my waist. "What is a sexy lady like you, doing with someone like Alpha Draco?" I didn't even give her time to answer. My fingers had travelled up her short dress and were caressing her soaked bud. Her arousal smelt... I stopped suddenly and sniffed the air and turned to Gina. She looked terribly flushed and disappointed that the fun had to end.