Playfully Teasing Novels & Stories

I watch her mouth parting open as she stares shamelessly at my cock, running her eyes from the base of my shaft down to the tip. "You know, if you keep staring at it like that, it will only keep growing bigger." She keeps staring. "And…" "Bigger." "And…." I pause. "Wait. Are we in some back and forth game sequence now?" She shakes her head. "No." Her eyes finally land up to mine. "I am just teasing the shit out of you." "Come here!" I lunge at her, tickling her sides and enjoying the sound of her uncontrollable breathy laughter.

he teased, his playful tone easing some of my tension. After pushing aside the overwhelming thoughts that had been clouding my mind, I donned a grin, letting my lips curve into a seductive smile that matched the aura of a boss lady. “Why don’t we play a game?” I suggested, dropping the wine glass that had been dangling from my fingers for longer than I realized.

"I thought the games were over." "It's not a game. It's a punishment, and you'll be forgiven when it's over." "I know you're not angry; you're just being a bad bitch," he said, making me smile. "Aren't you the one who's been talking about punishing me since we left New York?" "And you're making the same mistake, for which you'll be punished." "Then we'll be even." "I assume this teasing is part of the punishment, but if you don't stop, it's going to drive me crazy."

“Did you just laugh at me?” He clears his throat, straightening his papers as though to regain control of the universe. “No.” “You did. I heard it!” “I did no such thing.” “You’re not as intimidating as you think you are,” I tease, leaning back smugly in my chair. He looks up at me again, and for a minute, his gaze seems sharper than before—like he’s evaluating my words, or maybe me. “Don’t tease me, Alina.” “Tease”, is this word used like that?

As he reached for me, trying to pull me closer, I playfully moved away, leaving him looking puzzled. “Can’t I touch you now?” he chuckled. “Not yet.” “Oh, are we playing?” “Yup, my own little special game," I admitted. “Is that the game where you tease me mercilessly with your mouth and tongue?” he asked with a smirk. “No," I replied. “Where you strip and drive me crazy?” “Nope.” “I’m getting confused now,” he said, making me laugh. “What kind of game are we playing?” “A guessing game," I revealed.

I squeeze him as encouragement to keep him going, but the bastard is teasing me. A hint of a playful smile crosses his face. I give him an exaggerated pout. -"Should I make you cum?" He asks, blatantly amused. I almost choke on his words, but I do my best to just give him a challenging look. -"If you can," I murmur. He leans over my body, this way, my breasts touch his chest deliciously. -"You're such a tease," he whispers before moving again. His movements are slow, unlike the beginning, now peaceful and loving.

Suddenly smiling like a crazy person," Raya said angrily. "I don't really know that Tian's older brother, hmmpp—" Tian suddenly covered Fadel's mouth. "You don't have to be cute like complex mothers," he said. "What the heck, Yan? I just want to say normally Brother Tian is always like that to every woman," Fadel corrected, which only annoyed Tian more. "It's just delicious. Not all of them. Don't you think the grandmothers want to tease me too? Sarakesa," he said, throwing peanut shells at Fadel.

he teased, his voice low and warm, sending delightful shivers racing down my spine. I couldn't help but chuckle, a delightful concoction of nerves and joy bubbling up inside me. "I suppose it will do for now," I said, my own teasing tone emerging, echoing his playful spirit. Somehow, the tension that had been momentarily knotted in my stomach loosened, replaced by an exhilarating thrill that danced in the atmosphere between us.

He liked seeing me get all flushed and jumbled. “Why are you teasing me? How would you feel if I start teasing you?” I ask childishly huffing. “I would feel very bad, It would hurt my feelings.” He says it in a baby voice to mock me and rubs his big warm hands up and down my arms. Fuck! “Then stop teasing me.”

He does not want me to tease him right now but no rules don’t apply to me. I can do whatever I want and whenever I want…he does not ask for my permission when he is teasing me at the wrong times and now I am just returning the back. “Uncle, I like to play with the fire -” I softly utter, almost a whisper and I can see the lust lightening up in his eyes. His pupils are dilated and I feel the tension between us is rising.