“Wanna go to bed and play doctors?” Chuckling, she punched his arm. “No, I don’t.”“Sorry, that was immature. How about playing gynecologists?” Again, she chuckled. “I would, but lunch is calling my name loud and clear.”“Baby, I’ll call your name as loud and clear as you want.”
“Sometime in October, one of his friends walked by and called him 'Chris.' (A name, at last. 'Say it loud and there's music playing. Say it soft and it's almost like praying.')”
“I'm sorry about the trouble, Karen," he said, loud and clear, so everyone could hear how reasonable he was being.She scowled up at him, eyes narrowed. Her arm flew almost faster than I could see. The smack of flesh against flesh was loud in the silence, and a small red handprint stood out starkly on his left cheek. "You have no idea how sorry you're going to be.”
“Oh, yeah? So what? You wanna play Name That Complex? One quick lay while you command me to call you Daddy?” Katelyn asked “No. I want to sink my cock into you so deep that you scream with pleasure and call me lover.” Adam responds then adds “And there will be nothing quick about it.”
“He shot her a grin brimming with deliberate wickedness. "Today, I want to lead you astray."Her returning smile was a little shy but full of a quiet mischief he figured most people never saw. "Are you sure I'm not already beyond redemption?"He chuckled. "How could you be with a name like Angelica?"She made a face. "I'm an Annie, not an Angelica.""I prefer Angel.""Do you like your women angelic?"He chuckled. "No baby, I like my woman exactly as she is.”
“Please, like I believe that,” Zahara scoffed. “I know what your boss wants, and I’m not playing house with him.” Chamuel chuckled. “Too bad you’re off limits, I wouldn’t mind playing house with you,” he said and winked.Zahara’s cheeks flushed and she balled her hands into fists. “I’ll chop off your manhood if you come close to me,” she seethed.“With what? Your teeth? Sounds like playing house to me,” Chamuel teased, raising both his eyebrows suggestively.~Zahara and Chamuel”