Play With Me Novels & Stories

My father was nodding appreciatively, oblivious to the subtext. "That's true enough," he agreed. "Her mother and I couldn't stand each other when we first met. I thought she was a stuck-up princess, she thought I was an arrogant jerk." His eyes softened at the memory. "Took us six months of fighting before we realized it was just foreplay." "Dad!" I exclaimed, mortified. "Emilia is right here." "What's foreplay?" Emilia asked immediately. "A type of board game," my father improvised smoothly. "Very boring. For adults only."

“Then what?” “Let’s play a game.” “A game? What kind of game?” I look at her with curiosity. She leans forward slightly, her eyes shining with excitement. “Two Truths and a Lie.” I chuckle. “You want to play a game meant for teenagers with me?” “Don’t act like you’re too grown for it, Mr. Luther,” she teases. “Come on, entertain me. I’m getting bored.” She’s got that stubborn glint in her eyes—the same one she gets when she persuades me to do something.

She is smiling while mocking me. I couldn't help but laugh, she really plays dirty. but then if she wanted to fight this way then i will do it the same way she wanted. I grabbed the glass of water near me and threw it to her. I didn't realize that the glass was also thrown to her. "Oops! Sorry, my hand slipped!" all her face down to her chest was wet. The glass is quite big so it contains a lot of water compared to what she just splashed on me.

She laughed, “You are adorable.” “What, I thought we could play them together. Isn’t that what humans who don’t have tv do in their downtime?” I frowned. “Some do.” She smiled, picking up the boxes and inspecting them. “Some of these haven’t been around for years.” She grabbed a box from the table. “Let’s play this one.” She smiled, holding up monopoly. “I warn you though this game is the destroyer of friends she laughed.” “Really? How does it do that?” I asked, taking the box from her and inspecting it.

Just rules. Leaning closer, I whisper, “How about tonight, we do something different? Just you and me. I’ll teach you a game my mamá taught me when I was little.” Her eyes widen, uncertain but curious. “A game?” I nod, forcing a smile. “Yes. No piano, no books. Just fun.” For the first time since I met her, something sparks in her eyes, something fragile and bright. I drag out a chair closer to her desk and tap the empty surface. “Come, sit. I’ll show you something.”

My heart quivered. Then, I remembered my sister, and inhaled deeply. I stood beside my car, still holding the door, and I started to play with it, pushing and pulling it, back and forth, using the movement to steady my mind, to ground me. “To what do I owe this pleasure, Leon?” “It’s next week.” “What?” “We agreed to meet again ‘next week’…,” he said patiently, letting his words drift off. “Oh,” I replied distractedly. I turned around, checking if anyone was around. I stepped forward, as if getting privacy in the open, and I lowered my voice. “What do you want?” I whispered.

"I like this." "Me inside of you?" "That too. I mean playing with you. It's nice." "It's great." "Can I play a little more?" "You've got the ball."

“Cool.” Silence takes over and the tension is suffocating. “Do you want me to teach you how to play?” I light up. “Yeah.” He takes another game controller and hands it to me. “What are we playing?” I ask as he unpauses the game. “Shaolin soccer.” I groan. “And I'm bored.” He shoots me a glare. “Not really.” “Just follow what I'm doing,” he says, pressing his thumb over the controller a hundred times each second.

ONE-HUNDRED AND FORTY-TWO “Let's play a game, mia cara.” She licked her lips still tasting his cum on them. “What kind of game?” she breathed shamelessly, more than eager to find out what crazy idea he had cooked up. He gripped her jaw, holding her firmly in place. “It's called Hide and Seek.” She swallowed, those words sending pools of heat straight to her core. “Hide and Seek?” “Yes. Rules are simple. Hide and not get caught.”

I would not be a loser in this game, he wanted to use my body to play? Two can play at this game. I smiled as I picked up my cup of coffee again, my mind orchestrating a new plan.