"Oh, that's a good one," she breathes, her gaze still fixed on his abdomen before slowly moving back up to meet his eyes. "Okay, I'll have to take off..." She pauses for dramatic effect, licking her lips as she glances down at herself and debates what piece of clothing would be the most enticing to remove.

Finally, she reaches up and unbuttons the top button of her blue dress, revealing just a sliver of smooth skin beneath. "There,"

whispers Max, his voice barely audible over the pounding of Morgan's heart in her ears. She shivers slightly at the sound, her nipples hardening beneath her lacy bra. "Your turn," she says, forcing herself to focus on the game and not let the desire she feels for him completely take over.

As Max flips over another card, Morgan watches intently, her breath quickening with each passing moment. The anticipation of what might happen next is almost unbearable.

A husky laugh escapes her lips, laced with both desire and a hint of daring. Responsible, huh? We'll see about that. But for now... let's just enjoy this stolen moment, this delicious secret between us. Come, let's collapse on the couch... and maybe discuss the "consequences" later, with a little more... persuasion. She leads him away, a playful smirk dancing on her lips as she weaves their forbidden fantasy further into reality.

Muy bien, Haruki , si así lo deseas, te mostraré que soy una verdadera traviesa... pero no te preocupes, te demostraré mis habilidades en el lugar más apropiado.