Chapter 125: Do you still want to take off my panties or not?
I pushed him away and immediately refused. “No way, you’re just gonna cheat again.”
“I won’t cheat this time, I promise! Let’s just play normally.”
I threw his clothes in his face. “Then hurry up and put these back on.”
“Alright.” Aaron obediently got dressed, then looked at me expectantly.
Something stirred in my heart when he immediately fol- lowed my command. He didn’t seem like the type who would compromise so easily.
After Aaron repeatedly assured me that he wouldn’t mess up again, I tied my hair in a ponytail and grabbed a controller. I looked up at him tauntingly and said, “Come on, let’s play.”
Playing Mario Kart with Aaron in that hotel suite was like a childhood dream come true. G*d only knows how much I wanted someone to play video games with as a kid.
We played more than a dozen races in a row, and Aaron lost every one.
His knuckles turned white as he gripped his controller in frustration. “I thought you were a good girl who concentrated on her studies, so I didn’t expect you to be so good at video games,”
I shrugged. “When I was a kid, my parents were out of the house a lot; they didn’t even stop by for holidays like Christ- mas. When I was home alone on days like that, I would just play video games alone while everyone else was celebrating.”
Before I spoke about it, I didn’t think my childhood was too miserable. But now, I always longed to have him beside me. I didn’t want to be alone again.
Aaron had a sad look in his eyes. He held onto his con- troller with one hand and crouched beside me, pulling me into his arms and kissing my forehead. He sounded guilty as he said, “Oh, I’m sorry that I reminded you of such a bad memo- ry.”
I sighed and wrapped my arms around his waist. I looked up into his eyes and asked, “What about you? What sort of stuff did you do when you were a kid?”
He peppered kisses on my brow and eyelids before an- swering. “You know, just the normal stuff.”
I nodded and teased him. “Yes, I know. The ‘normal stuff,’ like cruises in the Mediterranean and skiing in the Alps.”
He holds me tighter as the guilt in his expression grows stronger. “I didn’t mean to rub it in your face.”
I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “You don’t need to feel guilty about being born into a rich family!”
He looked down at me very seriously before giving me a slow kiss. I melted in his arms, kissing him back with the little energy I had left.
Just as I was about to push him away, he pulled back first and shouted, “Yeah, I won!”
I stared in disbelief at the screen as he pridefully waved his controller in my face. “You were focused on the game the whole time?!”
He shrugged in response, a smug smile on his face. “What can I say? I always want to win, even when I’m competing with the girl I love.”
“You b*stard!” I balled my hand into a fist and gave him a light punch. “I wasn’t paying attention! You won’t win another round after this!”
He grabbed my fist and pushed it away from him. “Really? What would happen if I won again?”
“Ugh, what do you mean?”
“How about making a bet?”
This piqued my curiosity. “What sort of bet?”
Aaron stroked his chin, his eyes looking up and down my body. “When someone loses a race, they have to take off a piece of clothing.”
With the way he was staring at me, it felt like I was already undressed in his imagination.
I pushed him away and immediately refused. “No way, you’re just gonna cheat again.”
“I won’t cheat this time, I promise! Let’s just play normally.”
I threw his clothes in his face. “Then hurry up and put these back on.”
“Alright.” Aaron obediently got dressed, then looked at me expectantly.
Something stirred in my heart when he immediately fol- lowed my command. He didn’t seem like the type who would compromise so easily.
After Aaron repeatedly assured me that he wouldn’t mess up again, I tied my hair in a ponytail and grabbed a controller. I looked up at him tauntingly and said, “Come on, let’s play.”
Playing Mario Kart with Aaron in that hotel suite was like a childhood dream come true. G*d only knows how much I wanted someone to play video games with as a kid.
We played more than a dozen races in a row, and Aaron lost every one.
His knuckles turned white as he gripped his controller in frustration. “I thought you were a good girl who concentrated on her studies, so I didn’t expect you to be so good at video games,”
I shrugged. “When I was a kid, my parents were out of the house a lot; they didn’t even stop by for holidays like Christ- mas. When I was home alone on days like that, I would just play video games alone while everyone else was celebrating.”
Before I spoke about it, I didn’t think my childhood was too miserable. But now, I always longed to have him beside me. I didn’t want to be alone again.
Aaron had a sad look in his eyes. He held onto his con- troller with one hand and crouched beside me, pulling me into his arms and kissing my forehead. He sounded guilty as he said, “Oh, I’m sorry that I reminded you of such a bad memo- ry.”
I sighed and wrapped my arms around his waist. I looked up into his eyes and asked, “What about you? What sort of stuff did you do when you were a kid?”
He peppered kisses on my brow and eyelids before an- swering. “You know, just the normal stuff.”
I nodded and teased him. “Yes, I know. The ‘normal stuff,’ like cruises in the Mediterranean and skiing in the Alps.”
He holds me tighter as the guilt in his expression grows stronger. “I didn’t mean to rub it in your face.”
I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “You don’t need to feel guilty about being born into a rich family!”
He looked down at me very seriously before giving me a slow kiss. I melted in his arms, kissing him back with the little energy I had left.
Just as I was about to push him away, he pulled back first and shouted, “Yeah, I won!”
I stared in disbelief at the screen as he pridefully waved his controller in my face. “You were focused on the game the whole time?!”
He shrugged in response, a smug smile on his face. “What can I say? I always want to win, even when I’m competing with the girl I love.”
“You b*stard!” I balled my hand into a fist and gave him a light punch. “I wasn’t paying attention! You won’t win another round after this!”
He grabbed my fist and pushed it away from him. “Really? What would happen if I won again?”
“Ugh, what do you mean?”
“How about making a bet?”
This piqued my curiosity. “What sort of bet?”
Aaron stroked his chin, his eyes looking up and down my body. “When someone loses a race, they have to take off a piece of clothing.”
With the way he was staring at me, it felt like I was already undressed in his imagination.
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