I walked up slowly behind Julia, careful not to make a sound. We’d been playing a pretty intense game of cat and mouse for about the last half an hour, staying in the darkest parts of the laser tag place. I grinned, thinking of the bet we’d made.
“Okay, McCann, I win, you do whatever I want for the rest of today.” I liked the sound of that, considering the way we’d been teasing each other all day. “Fine. I win, you have to give me head.” “Seriously?” she whined, an adorable pout on those plump lips I just wanted to kiss so bad.
“Yeah, seriously. It’s the least you can do after giving me a boner when we sat down to eat.” She grinned at me, pride shining on her face. “That was pretty awesome. You’re so easy.” “Then you won’t have to work very hard to get me off, will you?” I cocked my head to the side as she groaned. “Fine, McCann. You win, I give you head. Deal.” She stuck her hand out and we shook, triumphant smirks riding both our lips.
Need less to day, I was determined to win. Sure, I liked the possibilities of the things she could make me do if she won, but there was always the chance she wouldn’t do anything sexual. And that just wouldn’t be fun.
Just as I went to hit her, she spun around and hit me square in the chest. My mouth fell open and I stared at her as she smiled and patted my shoulder. “No way. You weren’t even turned around! How did you know I was coming?” She laughed. “Your Supras look nice, but they click on the floor. I’m not deaf, McCann.” I just kept staring at her. “But laser tag is my thing!” She giggled. “Well, you just lost at your thing.”
A huge smile unraveled on her lips, and she trailed her fingers lightly down my chest. “All day, McCann,” she said softly, her eyes sliding down my body, her teeth coming into contact with her soft bottom lip. “I need to think of some good things for you to do.”
Her chocolaty eyes met mine, and goose bumps jumped across the back of my neck and my spine, making me shiver. “Some good….long things, don’t you think?” “Yeah,” I breathed, leaning towards her. “I’ve got a few things in store from what we’ve been doing earlier,” she told me, taking my hand and leading me back into the mall. “We just need to pick up a few things. Your brother stocked us up on one thing, but I think we need just two more things.” My throat went dry, the front of my jeans getting just a bit tighter. “What two things?” I rasped. She smiled innocently.
“Oh, just some whipped cream…chocolate syrup….and some brownie mix.”
Yup. I was going to like this.
