I waited for Emma to make her move, I hadn't broken eye contact with her for the past two minutes, and I was becoming impatient not because of waiting but how much I wanted to touch her. She was the one who suddenly suggested this fucking game, separate couches and a stool at the center were not cutting it out for me.
The starved feeling was never ending, the urge to touch her and feel her, I knew she was getting back at me for making her sore.
"Fuck!" she silently cursed before making her move, playing her queen against me.
"Took you long enough" I mused. The sooner we are done with this game the better.
She glared at me as if she could read my thoughts, before narrowing her eyes. "You're cheating"
