Read My Lips Game Novels & Stories

I drift off to sleep on the plane on the way back to Texas, only to awaken after having a very vivid dream or maybe I should say fantasy of Drake. I pour myself a drink and try to relax. I decided to change clothes and freshen up, just in case Drake met me at the airfield. Silly how I have to remind myself this is all just a game. I catch myself wanting him, wanting to please him, wanting to give myself to him. I have to remember that I want to hurt him, make him regret how he treated me. Lila, my wolf also reacts to Drake so strongly I constantly have to reign in. I continue to sip the burning alcohol that I am drinking, my excitement continues to grow at the thought of seeing Drake. Noth

Hayden had showered his cum all over Sage's hands and she’s quick enough to lick the whole seed…with a loud slurp. Cheers filled the air as the two smiled and rose from the sitting position. When the stage cleared of the pornstars…Esther came forward and announced. “It’s time for our “suck and blow game…” She walked to the table and presented a card to them. Alex eyed Lisa warily from the corner of his eye , hating the fact that the woman derives pleasure in his plight. He pasted the card to his lips and then swiveled, his lips met with Lisa’s through the card. Grinning, she sucked and turned to Aiden. He took it and swiveled to Kate.

She couldn't harden her heart the way she should. James reached out, gently brushing her hair away from her face before lifting her chin with his fingers. "I don't like being on the losing end," he said, his voice soft but cold. "And you don't have the money to make this right." Selena didn't reply, her throat too tight to speak. James leaned in closer, pressing his lips to hers in a mocking kiss before pulling back with a quiet chuckle.

That feels so good. She leaned down, her lips closing in on mine. I held a breath and my eyes slid shut. But she didn't kiss me, her lips didn't even touch mine. I opened my eyes again and saw that she had moved ahead, her lips now almost touching the shell of my ear. "The problem with most people, like you, is that they play the game. I prefer playing the player," she whispered and then pulled back, a satisfied smile on her lips and a fiery look in her eyes.

we are all pawns in his game. He met my gaze, and his lips curled up in a cold, humourless smile, but his eyes.... his eyes lit up with something else. Something that was deathly close to the thin line between pure hatred and unfiltered desire.

My lips parted but no words came out. What the hell kind of game was this?

The games weren't even supposed to start until 10 pm. As the night went on, the club filled up pretty fast, and by 10 pm we were packed. I had already made $150 just in tips. I loved private party nights. The first game was basically a digital version of rolling a pair of sex dice. One dice had a sex act: lick, kiss, bite, suck, etc. the other had various parts of the male body: ass, cock, balls, mouth, tongue, nipple, etc. The player just pushed the "roll" button and everyone got to see the results on the big screen on the side wall. The first guy rolled lick and nipple. Everyone cheered and he looked around and chose one of the main-stage dancers, Rick.

Alexander’s lips quirked into a smile, a silent promise of what was to come. Without a word, he leaned in, their faces inches apart, the tension between them palpable. Sophia’s heart pounded in her chest, a rhythmic drumbeat that echoed in her ears. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, a contrast to the cool evening air that filtered through the open window. His breath, warm and tinged with mint, brushed against her lips, a prelude to the kiss she knew would follow.

Chapter Seven Quinn “Fine. Be mad at me. But you’re being overdramatic.” I take off my shoes and shake my head. “I wasn’t gone that long.” My words do nothing, and Lily continues to glare at me. Luna jumps up on the counter, meowing for food, and the others come running. Neville rubs against my legs, and I reach down to scoop him up.

Jeanette replied, a little less audible. Madame Tilly handed her another one, “Speak Louder.” “Not vampy enough!” she yelled and we all turned to look at her. Madame Tilly smiled, “No, no, no. I wasn’t asking you to speak louder. That’s just the name of this one, Speak louder.” “My bad,” She finally picked the Lady Danger. “Now, I’d like to see the lip glass,” Jeanette said. I cocked my eyebrows, “Don’t you mean lip gloss?”