Playful Desires

A GAME OF DARES C7

“What are you doing?” He asked when she took her stuff into a separate room.

“I’m staying here.”

“What?” He got confused. She should be in his bedroom.

“Look. We both have work during weekdays. I need my rest. I can’t have you pouncing on me every night. We’ll only have s*x during weekends, as before.”

“What? What’s the point of moving in, then?”

She pursed her lips, “Are you saying that’s the point of moving in? I can just move out if you don’t agree with me.”

He sighed. Why did it seem like she has the upper hand in everything? He could only agree.

“Can we sleep together during weekdays, though? I mean, just sleeping next to each other? In the same bed. No sex.”

“Are you sure? Won’t you be tempted? I’ll move to this room if you try anything funny.”

He sighed and quickly made one request. “Can we do it at least one day during the week?”

She squinted at him. “At least? That phrase is a trap and you know it.”

“One day. Exactly one day during the week.”

“Wednesday? I’d like to fix it.”

“Deal. Wednesday, it is.” He grinned. She chose the middle of the week and he was game.

There’s one more thing bothering Callum. After Tish met his parents, his mom asked him when he planned to put a ring on her finger. He kept thinking about it since then. He already contacted a famous jewelry-maker. He wanted to have a wide selection for a ring. He’d been trying to get an idea on what she liked, but his girl wasn’t fond of wearing accessories. When he tried showing her pictures of a few bracelets and asking her which she liked, she told him not to get her anything.

When he insisted, she asked which was the cheapest.

“They’re all priced the same. Don’t mind the cost.”

“Hmm, maybe the one with the least stones. The others are too flashy.”

He’s beginning to feel exasperated. “If all of them has the same number of stones, which design would you prefer?”

“Design?”

“Yes. Which do you like best?”

Seeing his frustration, Tish decided to humor him. She looked at the pictures and took more than a few minutes. He watched as she browsed through them.

“This one. I like the twin lines. It’s simple. It’s elegant.”

Great. Now he had to think of a way to incorporate that same design in a ring.

“Are you sure? You can choose a few.”

Her lip twitched. “One is enough. Frankly, it’s better to surprise me. I’ll appreciate anything you give me.”

Okay, maybe not. When he raised an eyebrow, she recalled how contradictory that statement was to her previous stance.

“I mean, I don’t mind receiving gifts occasionally. Maybe once a year.”

“I understand.” He smiled, gave her a kiss and left to do his assignment. They’ve been dating for a couple of months already, and she’s still stubbornly refusing to accept anything that might be worth too much money.

He got excited when he finally received the ring. It also made him nervous. He needed to ask her soon. It was a Friday night, so he passionately made love to her.

She was surprised by his enthusiasm and despite her tiredness, she tried to match his energy. He loved hearing her moans, especially her cries of pleasure. She would plead with him from time to time, and he relished in knowing he was the one giving her the experience of a lifetime.

“Oh, Callum! Ugh, deeper!”

They were in their favorite position and they have already lost their minds from ecstasy. He held her tightly as he moved deeper and deeper, her cries going louder.

After they both climaxed, he went to enjoy her supple breasts. She moaned low while relaxing, coursing her fingers through his hair.

“Why are you getting more and more desirable? You’re more beautiful than yesterday.”

She chuckled at his attempt to compliment. He would sometimes fail at it.

“We chased a deadline today. I probably look like a zombie.”

“You don’t. You’re glowing. You have rosy cheeks.”

She chuckled, totally at ease with his supportive gestures. “That’s because you f****d me good.”

He grinned at her use of vulgar words. It was reminiscent of their earlier encounters.

He moved up her body and invaded her wicked mouth. She sighed and melted into him. She ended up moaning again as his erection slowly edged inside her. She loved the feel of him filling her up, and the intense pleasure that came with it. She panted against his ear when they moved into a rhythm. He was squashing her but she didn’t mind. He repeatedly nailed her to another orgasm. She managed another round before giving up and contentedly sleeping on his arms.

Hours later, she woke up to the feel of something cold on her hand. Finger, to be exact. She also felt a soft caress and frowned in her sleep. When she opened her eyes, she saw him freeze. Then, her eyes were attracted to something shiny. She slightly lifted her head to get a better look at it. Realizing it was on her finger, she laid her head back on a pillow and lifted her hand instead. It was a diamond ring, on twin thin bands. There were four tiny stones alternating on the bands, giving it more life.

“What’s this?” She groggily asked before looking at him.

“Uh, nothing. You’re still dreaming. Go back to sleep.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Go back to sleep, sweetheart.” He seriously hoped she would. What a blunder! He was just checking if the ring fits her, but then she woke up. She used to be a heavy sleeper, who wouldn’t wake up even when he moved a lot.

“Are you going to propose?” She muttered as she closed her eyes. She took a deep breath to enjoy a couple more hours of sleep.

He sighed. Her question was correct. “Hmm. You should say yes, okay?” He couldn’t help but want to influence her subconscious.

“Should I?”

His heart raced when she actually replied. Is she asleep or what?

“Yes. I can’t wait to make you my wife. I love you, Tish.”

He smiled when he thought she was already asleep. He went to try retrieving the ring from her finger, but she has her hand closed. It was difficult! He began sweating, careful not to wake her up again. But a few minutes later, her eyes were wide open again.

The scene played differently in her head, confusing her for a moment. She suddenly got up and stared at the ring on her finger. Her eyes widened. Seeing that, he became nervous. What should he do? He doesn’t have a concrete plan yet. How should he ask the question?

“Wait, did you already propose?”

He felt helpless in front of her. This is such a failure.

“No, I haven’t yet. I was just making sure the ring fits. Can I have it back?”

“Aren’t you going to give it to me?”

“I will . . . but . . .”

“Then, can’t I just keep it? It’s beautiful.” She gushed and admired it on her fingers.

He was happy to learn she liked it. “Do you really like it?”

“Yes. Is it mine?”

“Hmm. I got it for you.”

“Thank you. I love it!” She gave him a big hug and he felt anchored with her.

He cleared his throat and looked apprehensive. “This isn’t how this was supposed to go, but since you already have the ring . . . Tish, will you marry me?”

She didn’t think she would be one of those women who teared up when proposed to. She covered her mouth with her hands as she looked at him with love.

“Yes. Yes, I will. Did I hear you say you love me?” It wasn’t clear in her head, but she was sure she heard it. It was the phrase that woke her up.

Callum didn’t try to hide it and simply repeated his declaration, “I love you.”

Still, there’s a part of her that’s in doubt. “Are you sure?”

“Tisha!” He couldn’t believe her.

“I just wanted to make sure. Maybe you’re confusing my body with the whole of me?” She teased and he sighed, somewhat relieved that she can still joke around.

“I love your body. I can’t deny that. But I also love the rest of you.” He slowly leaned closer to her, intending to have a celebratory s*x with his now fiancée.

Somehow, she knew exactly what was on his mind. She met him halfway and they kissed, hungry for each other. He removed the blanket, even pushing it off the bed, exposing their nakedness to each other’s gaze. There was a pause and she let out a shriek when he pounced on her. She giggled as she laid back on the bed, which soon turned into moaning as he pleasured her with his mouth, hands and c**k. He targeted her most sensitive areas, all at once, sending her into a delirious state of mind. He licked around her areolas, teasing her n*****s before sucking them into his mouth. He loved suckling her breasts. He lapped through every inch he could reach, finding places to leave kiss marks on. Tish held his head, playing with his hair and moving her body in reaction to his ministrations.

“Oh, f**k!” She still exclaimed when he finally united their bodies. He was deep inside her and her channel was tightly wrapped around his raging erection. He savored the feel of her, seemingly hugging that part of his anatomy.

“Callum!” Her voice sounded restrained and seductive. She knew he loved it when she calls him by name. It drives him a little crazy for the woman under him and in his mercy. He placed her hands above her head before he commenced his pounding, a punishment of sorts for her p***y which he now owns.

“This is mine and mine alone.” He reached down with his other hand and stimulated her swollen clit. She cried out from the added pleasure and soon convulsed with an earth-shattering orgasm. He liked pushing her limits and sent her flying to another one. She’s already mind-blown by how great he was in detonating her buttons.

She contentedly moaned as he exploded inside and filled her with his seed. They have gotten engaged just like that, huh? Maybe they should also tackle the issue of having children in the future.

“Children . . . do you want to have children?” She managed to ask after they have recovered. He laid next to her and was gently groping her breasts. Her lip twitched. He’s quite partial to those beauties.

“Of course. Do you?”

“Maybe. I don’t think I’m prepared to handle a growing person. What if I don’t raise them well? What if they end up becoming trouble-makers in the society?”

His lip twitched. “I’ll beat their asses. We’ll discipline them early on so they won’t grow up causing troubles.”

“You would do that? Aren’t you too busy with your company? Would you even have the time?”

“I’ll surely set aside enough time for me to deal with them. Are you worried about that?”

“Hmm. I don’t want to be solely responsible for their upbringing. If I’m going to be blamed, you have to be blamed with me.”

Her expression made him chuckle. “You’re thinking too far ahead.”

His statement made her blush, which in turn excited him. She groaned when she felt his c**k becoming erect again.

“You’re still taking pills? Stop consuming them. We should start preparing for a baby.”

She felt a little funny when she heard his instructions.

“We only got engaged. We’re not married yet.”

“We’ll get married next month. What do you think?”

“So soon?”

“It’s not. We’ve been together for quite a while already. You already said yes. Have you changed your mind?” He became nervous, dampening his desire for a moment.

He groaned when she suddenly reached for his d**k and stroked it to life. It grew bigger in her hand and it didn’t take him long to realize she was determined to make him come. Her hand-job was quite deliberate and pleasurable.

“Alright. I agree.” She liked how he respected her wishes, which helped her become comfortable with the gap in their social status. She would sometimes forget that he’s a billionaire. Since they started dating, they’ve been spotted together on their dates. And yes, she’d been called a social-climber and a gold-digger. It took her a while to get used to it and to ignore such comments. He was very helpful. One time, he made her laugh so hard. He actually bought a gold bar and a tiny-ass shovel during one of their dates. For a night, she became a literal gold-digger. He was glad that it tickled her funny bone. She was laughing the whole time and she could barely stop herself. He loved her sense of humor. Since then, she was less affected by the false accusations.

His mom was absolutely ecstatic when the family was informed of their engagement. She was even more glad to learn the wedding would be held soon.

“It’s wonderful! Welcome to the family, dear. You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this day! Thank you for accepting my son.” His mom became emotional, but it showed Tish their sincerity in accepting her as Callum’s woman. She practically heard no word of criticism from them. If anything, it was Callum who received them. Her man looked absolutely gorgeous as he gently smiled.

Still, she preferred the wolfish grin he shows her in the bedroom. Just before he pounces on her and eats her alive. They had an extremely satisfying marriage life together.