Kidnapped

Chapter 94: Needy

George POV

"Dream please" I ask after he makes no attempt to initiate contact.

I had been sitting on his lap for a while now and my lower stomach was tired from all the sensations my body felt, even without his hands on my body.

"Already needy?"

He was getting cocky, raising a brow in satisfaction as if I was giving him exactly what he wanted so soon.

"Just tell me what the game is and I'll play"

I wasn't going to admit how needy and horny he made me, but I wasn't going to let him win this time.

"Lets see who can last the longest without sex, winner decides the losers punishment"

Was I really going to agree to this? Yes because even though I was guaranteed to loose, a punishment from Dream sounded pretty good to me.

"Fine, but I'll win" I say with a smile, knowing that I wouldn't be able to last as long as him but he didn't need to know that.

"Oh I don't think so Georgie"

He places his hands back on my hips, feeling my body through the fabric and riding the hoodie up my stomach.

He looks me up and down, biting his lip before making eye contact with me.

"Sit on my thigh" He says as he guides my body into a slightly different position.

He moves his thigh up a tiny bit, making contact with me through my joggers.

"Ride my thigh"

"Dream there's so much fabric, at least take your joggers off"

"No" He smirks, having a tighter grip on my waist to hold me down on to him.

I look into his eyes dripping with lust, there was something about them that was different from usual.

His eyes were almost golden to me, they sparkled every time he would look at me and that was just one of the many things that I noticed about him.

"And what if I don't ride it?" I ask, cupping his face to take a closer look.

I loved being able to just look at him close up, all the details of his face were enough for all my problems to melt away.

"Then you don't get what you really want"

God how did we stay just friends for so long, he's so handsome.

"And what do I really want?" I ask, taking my hands off his face, tracing his jawline with my index finger.

"You want me, so bad that you can't control yourself which is why I'll win"

I love it when he gets cocky with me.

"Are you implying that you're not just as needy?"

He falls silent.

Before I could comprehend what was happening I feel his hand on my neck, tightening his grip before pulling me closer to his face.

I let out a gasp that sounded more like a moan, fuck that felt good.

"Sorry- did I hurt you?" He asks, suddenly pulling his hand away.

I grab hold of his hand and guide it back to my neck.

"No" I say as he re adjusts to his grip.

Since he was still being so considerate of me I decided he deserved a reward.