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“Oh, who’s kicking whose ass now?” I mock Belle some hours later. It’s safe to say she’s terrible at arcade games, and I’ve beaten her at every single one we’ve turned our hand to.
“You can bite mine,” she retorts, jabbing her elbow into my ribs as a distraction.
“Oh, I plan to…soon,” I tease, making her shiver. We’ve been competitive as fuck, but there’s been so much teasing and flirting between us that my dick has been straining in my pants non-stop since we got here. Even watching her eat pizza earlier was sexy as hell.
“Shooter. Let’s go.”
“I tell you what, you play this one solo and if you manage to kill anyone at all, I’ll give you a treat.”
“What kind of treat?” she asks, suspicious.
“Anything you want.”
Her eyes light up. “Deal!”
“Choose your gun.” I nod to the two plastic replicas that make the game interactive. Belle blindly grabs a gun and takes up her position. I insert the coins and set the game up, before taking up my position behind her and pinning her against the game with my hips.
“What are you doing?” she asks. “Aren’t you playing too?”
“Shh, concentrate. I’m just getting into a better position so that I can watch,” I tell her in a low voice that makes her shiver. “You stand a better chance of hitting something if you’re flying solo and not relying on me to save the day.”
She harrumphs at that and doesn’t reply, so I grip hold of her hips.
“Mica—” she warns.
“Concentrate,” I tell her again. “Earn your treat.”
She huffs, shifts her stance, and begins to shoot.
She’s actually a pretty decent shot, with a couple of near misses. I know that she’ll soon warm up and get a few on target, but where’s the fun in that?
I blow gently on the side of her neck just as she’s about to pull the trigger on her next shot. She misses and growls at me.
“Stop it.”
“Stop what? I’m just breathing.”
“Well, go do it somewhere else.”
I chuckle, ignoring her. “You have such a sexy neck, Belle. I can completely understand why Linc always wants to wrap his hands around it.”
“H-he does?”
“Mmmhmm. Talks about it all the time.”
“Oh…damn it! Stop distracting me!”
“I’m just making friendly conversation, I thought women were supposed to be good multitaskers.”
“Multitask this!” she snaps, stomping on my foot and taking another shot. It goes wide. “Fuck’s sake!”
“You know what your problem is, Belle? You’re too tense. You’re overthinking. You need to relax, and then you’ll hit something.”
“I’ll hit something in a minute,” she threatens, pressing back against my dick. I grin into her hair and have to take a moment to make my voice serious.
“You just focus, and I’ll help you relax,” I tell her, slipping my hands from her hips to caress the underside of her breasts.
