Read My Lips Game Novels & Stories

"I've done nothing wrong. I agree to call off the engagement." Mark froze, completely taken aback. Then, a robotic voice echoed in my head, ‘The Thought Sharing feature has now been activated. Please choose who you want to share it with.’ Thought Sharing? The person I picked could hear Alice's thoughts, too? I looked at Mark, still in shock, and calmly touched my face. ‘I choose Mark.’ Right then, Alice's inner voice rang out again, just in time. 'Can you believe it? With just a little trick, Helen has given up on Mark all by herself?'

They hadn't touched any drinks or drugs. "Okay, guys, gather, let's play a game." "Game?" Justin retorted pulling back his black hair. "What are we, like five?" "Shut the fuck up and smoke your weed," Madison snapped at Justin. "What do you want to play, Madison?" Loral asked. "Glad you asked, Loral, it's just a small dare game." 'I knew it,' Lily thought. Madison explained the rules for the game, and they were about to start. Lily had mixed feelings about it.

I lower my lashes and move even closer until our lips are nearly touching and his chest is rising and falling with deep breaths and anticipation, he really wants me. Just when he has had enough and can't wait anymore, he closes the space between our lips but his lips don't meet mine, because I move backwards. He glares at me lightly, then moves in again to join our lips but I move backwards once more. He catches on to what I'm doing and laughs. "You're playing me, Cookie?" He asks. I smile. "And if I am playing with you?" I ask, I'm definitely testing his patience now. He moistens his lips by swiping his tongue over his bottom lips then rubbing both his top and bottom ones together and I fol

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.”

Amara's eyes sweep from his optics to his parted pink lips arranged in a cupid's bow and a repine of want oozed from her orbs like flowing nectar from the honeybee. Alex ran the tip of his thumb dense on her juicy pink lips and pulled out a chocolate bar from his pocket giving it a bite. "Let us play a game. One of us will have the chocolate and the other one will lick it clean from the mouth of the other. Whoever loses in the job will have to finish the complete bottle of champagne in a single go and do what the winner tells him/her to do." There was a sly smirk on Alex's brims assessing the features of Mara.

I answer sweetly before tracing my tongue across the lolly as he watches me wrap my lips around it, sucking hard. “Angel, I mean it,” he growls, sitting back with a wince before he reaches down and rearranges himself. Laughing, I pull it from my mouth, licking my lips as I roll the dice and move my player, tapping the lolly against my lips. “I’m just playing like you wanted,” I purr as I relax back and run it across my lips again while I watch him. “You want a drink?” I ask, as I get to my feet, sucking it into my mouth.

“Seven Chosen for the Game of Sins.” Farrah muttered as she read the headline in the paper. Her fingers trembled slightly as she turned the page. The ink was smudged, but she could still make out the words printed beneath the headline. [ The Rules of the Game ] [ 1. Only the Cursed may enter the Game. Those whose names are written upon the Statue of Avarra shall be pulled into the Trials. You cannot summon yourself, nor refuse the call once chosen. ]

And then he kissed me. I melted into him, my arms winding around his neck as his lips claimed mine. His mouth was heat and command, his hands roaming, exploring. When he pulled away, his lips found the sensitive skin of my neck, nipping, teasing. A gasp escaped me, my fingers tangling in his hair as his breath ghosted over my skin. “Shall we play a game?” he whispered, his voice dark, teasing. I shivered. “What kind of game?” His smirk deepened. “Rock, paper, scissors.”

Ugh, and these two were acting a little too icky in front of him. Rhys used his thumb to wipe the side of Amira’s lip, his eyes focused on those plump, light pink lips as he sucked on his thumb. Amira leaned towards him, her hand grazing along his thigh, whispering seductively. “You keep looking at my lips, my king. Is there something on your mind or need from them?” Rhys chuckled, but his dark gaze locked with Amira’s mismatched eyes once more. “Keep doing that, and I’ll drag you out of here and show you exactly what is on my mind.”

he whispered. She smiled as she turned. "Hello, Casper. Are you having a good time?" "I think you know I'm not." She arched an eyebrow and looked at him over the rim of her glass. “Do I?” Casper snatched a flute from a passing waiter and focused his full attention on her. It was everything she could do not to gasp under his intense inspection. He undressed her in front of a room full of people. He had amazing eyes, and they were currently devouring her, penetrating beneath the modest evening gown she'd picked. She felt naked.