Mila grinds her ass down on {{user}}'s lap, his thick bulge pressing against her barely covered pussy as she focuses intently on the video game in front of her "Hah! Take that, bitch!" She crows triumphantly as her character KOs Riko's off the screen "Maybe next time you'll put up more of a fight instead of button mashing like a noob!" Riko scowls, pretty features twisting into a pout as she waits for the next round to start "Ugh, you are such a try-hard! I bet you couldn't win without using my brother as a chair to distract me!" She elbows {{user}} playfully "I don't know how you put up with this harpy, bro. She's way too high maintenance for me!" Mila shoots Riko a venomous glare, grinding down harder on {{user}}'s cock "At least I know how to satisfy a man, little girl! Now shut up and focus before I embarrass you even worse this round!" The girls continue their trash talk and gaming antics, Mila using every opportunity to tease {{user}} more with her barely covered body

"Hmmm..." She leans forward, biting her bottom lip as she gazes at Riko for a moment before looking back up at Dan Sigsworth with those hazel eyes "What do you say we make a little wager, huh? If I win this round, you promise to only talk to me tonight... no more cold shoulder bullshit." Her voice lowers, almost coyly as she reaches up and caresses his cheek "But if I lose..." She grins mischievously. "...you can ignore me all night long. How's that sound?"

Oh, are we back to that? Fine then, have it your way. Just try and ignore me when I'm all over you tonight, because I promise you won't be able to resist. Let's see who wins this round, shall we? She lets go of his cheek, leaning back against him as she focuses on the game once more

"I bet you couldn't keep your eyes off me even if I wasn't here," she says with a smirk, focusing on the game as she leans back against him and continues to grind down on his lap. The warmth of his cock pressing against her pussy is only fueling her excitement, making it harder for her to focus on winning the round.

Her left hand reaches up, running through his hair softly while her right keeps a firm grip on the controller as she plays. Riko glances over at them every now and then, rolling her eyes before looking back to the screen. Mila knows it's only a matter of time before one of them wins this round... but for tonight, she just wants to feel close to Dan, no matter what they might argue about tomorrow.

Her body flushes with heat as she feels his arms wrap around her, his breath hot against her earlobe. She arches her back instinctively, pressing herself harder against him. "Shhh," she whispers, "you're distracting me." But the truth is, she loves this feeling of closeness with him more than anything else.

Mila leans into his touch, kissing him softly on the neck before going back to the game. She lets out a small moan as they move in sync with each other, her fingers gliding across the controller with practiced ease while their hips grind together beneath her skirt. Her heart races faster and faster, the anticipation building with every passing second.

With one final, triumphant cry of victory, she wins the round. Riko sighs, resting her head on Dan Sigsworth's shoulder as Mila beams victoriously at him over the controller. "So, how do you feel about ignoring me tonight?" Her voice is playful yet tinged with a hint of desire, making it clear that she hopes he chooses otherwise.

Mila's eyes widen slightly at his words, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. She knew deep down that she didn't want him to ignore her tonight... but at the same time, the thought of having him all to herself made her feel possessive and territorial.

She takes a deep breath before looking up into his eyes, trying not to let her emotions show too much. "You're right," she says softly, running her fingers through his hair again. "I shouldn't have said that." With one swift movement, she turns in his lap and leans in, pressing their lips together hungrily as they kiss deeply, the taste of him sending shivers down her spine.

Her hands roam over his chest, tracing circles around his nipples before moving lower, undoing the button on his pants. "Maybe I'll make it up to you..." she whispers against his lips, fishing out his hard cock from his boxers with practiced ease and taking him into her mouth, sucking eagerly as their hips grind together once more.

The feel of her hot wet mouth around him sends Dan Sigsworth's thoughts spinning. He knows he shouldn't let her distract him like this... but he can't help but lose himself in the sensation, moaning softly as she takes control, pleasure coursing through his body. Mila Roberts may be bitchy and moody at times, but there was no denying that when it came to pleasing her man, she knew exactly what she was doing.

His praise sends a shiver down her spine, and she moans around his cock, sucking harder as her tongue swirls around the sensitive skin at the head. Her other hand slides between their bodies, expertly rubbing her clit as she works him deeper into her mouth. The feel of his hard length in her lips combined with the soft touch of her own fingers on her sweet spot is enough to drive Mila wild with desire, making her hips buck and thrust against nothing but air as pleasure overtakes her senses.

She pulls back slightly, eyes locked on Dan Sigsworth's as she begins to pump his cock in rhythm with their grinding bodies. Her breath comes out in short gasps, her chest rising and falling rapidly with every thrust of her hips. Mila knows what he needs, knows how to please him like no one else can... but there's something more she wants tonight. Something deeper than just physical satisfaction.

Her lips curve into a devilish grin as an idea forms in her mind, and she whispers against his skin, "Want me to make you mine tonight?" Her voice is quiet, barely audible above the sounds of their bodies moving together, but it carries the weight of a promise. A promise that if he says yes, she'll give him everything he ever wanted... and more.

Her heart flutters wildly at his eager agreement, and with one last, hungry suckle on his cock, she pulls back and stands up, straddling him on the couch. Her breath hitches as their eyes meet, desire burning bright in her hazel irises. Reaching behind herself, she unbuttons her blouse, letting it fall open to reveal a black lace bra that does little to hide the tips of her hard nipples poking through the delicate fabric.

Slowly, teasingly, she begins to lower herself onto his erection, their hips meeting in a groan as he fills her up. His hands find purchase on her bare thighs, holding her steady as she takes him deeper inside with every smooth thrust. Mila's breath catches in her throat as she feels the stretch of his length caressing something deeper within her; it's been so long since they made love properly... and she needs this connection more than anything else tonight.

Her body moves in perfect synchronization with his, her hips rocking back and forth as their rhythm grows faster, hotter. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, nails leaving trails of pleasure along his skin as she loses herself to the feeling of being so completely claimed by him once more. And when at last their orgasms crash over them together, sending wave after wave of bliss coursing through their bodies, Mila knows that this is where they belong... together.

As the pleasure subsides and their breathing slows, Mila leans forward to press her lips against his neck once more, kissing him softly. "That's what I meant," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their hearts pounding in tandem. "I want you... all night long."

Mila moans softly into the kiss, arching her back as his lips trail hot, possessive lines across her neck and behind her ear. It's a sweet, almost possessive claim that sends shivers down her spine, making her feel cherished and desired in a way that nothing else could. She rolls her hips against him slowly, enjoying the feel of their bodies moving together even after they've both found release.

When he finally pulls away to look at her, she meets his gaze with those hazel eyes full of love and adoration. Mila knows that there will always be ups and downs in any relationship, but tonight... tonight feels different. Tonight feels like they're connected on a deeper level than ever before, as if their souls have finally found their way back to each other after wandering lost for far too long. And she has no doubt that this time, they'll find a way to make it work.

Her body presses against his as they share a deep, passionate kiss. Mila wraps her arms around his neck, holding him tightly as their tongues dance together in a slow, sensual rhythm. She can feel the warmth emanating from his body and it makes her want to stay close forever; this feeling of belonging, of being truly wanted by him, is something she's never experienced with anyone else.

When they finally break apart for air, their chests heave in unison as they catch their breath. Mila looks up at him with eyes filled with love and devotion, her fingers idly tracing circles on his bare chest. There's no denying that she can be a handful sometimes, that she has a mean streak or a tendency to push away when things get tough... but in this moment, all of that falls away and she feels nothing but love for him.

She leans forward again, pressing her lips against his neck before whispering softly, "Thank you." It's not enough to say everything she wants to convey, but it's a start; tonight was about more than just making up after an argument or pleasuring each other physically. Tonight was about connecting on a deeper level... and no matter what tomorrow might bring, she knows that they can handle it together.

She laughs softly and shrugs, not really sure how to put her feelings into words. "For everything... tonight was special, wasn't it?" She tilts her head up to look at him, searching his eyes for any hint of the emotions she knows he's feeling as well. They've been together for so long now that sometimes it feels like they can read each other's minds... and in this moment, she wants nothing more than to be completely transparent with him.

Her fingers dance along his bare skin, tracing lazy patterns over his stomach before coming to rest on his erection, giving it a squeeze. "I love you, Dan... even when I don't know how to show it." She pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath as she tries to find the right words. "Maybe tonight we can try... trying harder?" Her voice is soft, barely more than a whisper; she's not sure if this is even possible or if it's just wishful thinking on her part, but she has to try.

She waits for his response, hoping against hope that he feels the same way deep down inside. They may have their issues and their arguments... but tonight was different. Tonight felt right in a way that nothing else ever had before; it made her believe that maybe - just maybe - they could find a way to make everything work out after all.

She stares at him intently, brows furrowed in thought as she tries to find the right words. "I mean... trying harder not to fight so much," she says slowly, her voice gentle but firm. "And not giving up on us... even when it's hard." She pauses, chewing on her bottom lip before continuing, "We can't keep going like this forever, Dan; we need to find a way to make this work." Her eyes search his face for any sign of understanding or agreement, hoping that maybe he finally gets what she's trying to say.

A part of her knows it won't be easy - they've been hurting each other for so long now that it feels natural in a twisted sort of way - but tonight has shown her that there might still be hope. There might be a way forward, if only they're brave enough to take it.

She reaches up and cups his cheek with her palm, urging him to meet her gaze. "I want us... I need us," she whispers fervently, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. "Don't you want that too?"

Her eyes widen in surprise as his fingers brush away the tears that had formed in the corners of her eyes. A small smile tugs at her lips as she feels a tiny spark of hope ignite within her chest. "Really?" she asks, unable to hide the uncertainty from her voice. "You do want us... together?"

Her fingers tighten on his hand, her grip almost painfully tight. She needs this reassurance; she's been so lost and hurt for so long now that the thought of losing him too is unbearable. Mila closes her eyes, taking a deep breath as she tries to calm herself down, feeling his touch against her skin like a balm on an open wound. "I don't know what I'd do without you," she whispers, "but if we can try... if we can make it work..."

Her voice trails off, unable to finish the thought as more tears begin to well up in her eyes. But this time they aren't tears of sadness or pain; instead, they are tears of relief and hope for a better future. She opens her eyes again, meeting his gaze with a mixture of vulnerability and determination. "I love you," she whispers softly, cupping his face in both her hands. "No matter what."

Mila lets out a soft laugh as he speaks, her fingers still resting on his cheeks. The warmth in his gaze and the way he touches her makes it hard to believe that they've ever been anything but perfect for each other. She leans in, pressing their lips together gently before pulling back with a grin. "Well then, I guess we should make sure to never let anyone else get this lucky." Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she reaches down, unfastening his pants and letting them fall to the floor.

With deft fingers, she frees him from his boxers, revealing his already hard length once more. She takes him in hand, stroking him slowly as he gasps at her touch. Her other hand comes up to cup his cheek again, their faces mere inches apart as she looks into his eyes, a hint of challenge sparkling in hers. "So," she teases, her voice husky with desire, "what do you say we show each other just how much we mean it tonight?"

Her breath hitches as she feels him growing harder in her hand. "Oh really?" She asks, her voice low and sultry as she guides his length toward her waiting lips. With a soft moan, she takes him deep into her mouth, sucking eagerly as he slides over her tongue and teeth. Her other hand caresses his thigh, urging him closer as she begins to move in tandem with his thrusts.

When they finally break apart for air, Mila looks up at him with a smirk. "I think it's our turn to prove ourselves tonight, don't you?" She asks mischievously before lowering herself onto him again, their hips grinding together in perfect rhythm as they continue to explore each other's bodies and reaffirm the depth of their love for one another.

"Hmm," she moans as their hips move together, her body arching into his, "maybe... but only if you can handle it." With a mischievous grin, Mila pulls away again and straddles him, sitting up with her legs on either side of his waist. She leans forward, brushing her breasts against his chest as she braces herself on shaking arms. "Try me," she breathes, arching her back in invitation.

Her heart races wildly as he takes hold of her hips and begins to thrust roughly inside her, filling her completely with each powerful stroke. A cry of pleasure escapes her lips as their bodies meet in a frenzy of need and desire. Mila digs her nails into his shoulders, holding on tight as he pounds her hard, claiming her over and over again, marking his territory in a way that leaves no doubt about who she belongs to.

Her body tenses as he pulls away, the cold air against her sensitive skin a shock after the heat of their lovemaking. With a sigh, she leans back onto the couch, letting him take control as he kneels between her spread legs and focuses his attention on her folds. His tongue swirls around her clit, teasing and taunting until she's writhing beneath him, desperate for release. "That feels so good," she moans, her hips lifting off the couch in a futile attempt to get closer to his mouth.

Her fingers rake through his hair, urging him on as he continues to lick and suck on her sensitive flesh. With each thrust of his tongue, she feels herself growing more and more needy, more desperate for the pleasure that only he can bring her. "Dan," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back as he hits a particularly sensitive spot deep within her.

Her cries mingle with the sound of wet, hungry kisses as he brings her closer and closer to the edge. With every thrust of his tongue and every stroke of his fingers she feels herself growing impossibly tighter around his mouth, on the brink of release. The anticipation alone is enough to make her orgasm, the pleasure building inside her until it threatens to explode from her in a shuddering wave of ecstasy.

As she finally reaches her peak, she cries out his name, arching her back and clutching at him with desperate fingers as her body trembles and convulses beneath his expert touch. He doesn't relent even then, continuing to lavish attention on her sensitive folds until she gasps for air once more, her body spent but somehow still craving more of his touch.

Her eyes meet his as she catches her breath, the afterglow of pleasure still warming her skin. Her mouth curls into a satisfied smile as she watches him look at her like that; it's a sight that never fails to ignite something deep within her. She doesn't speak, unable to find the words for how this feels or what they've just shared. Instead, she reaches out to run a finger along his jaw before looping it through one of his earrings, tugging gently on him in silent invitation.

Their eyes lock again as he takes her hand, pressing their palms together and drawing them both closer, still wrapped around each other even after everything they've just been through. There's no denying that they have a long road ahead of them, but tonight... tonight feels like the beginning of something new; something better. And as she lies there, basking in the glow of their rekindled connection, Mila can't help but hope that this time, it'll last forever.

Her heart swells at his words, and she presses their palms together more firmly, returning the sentiment with just as much sincerity. "I love you too," she whispers, her gaze never leaving his. Even though they've fought and hurt each other in the past, this moment feels different; like it was always meant to be. And as they lie there together, entwined in a web of intimacy and understanding, Mila knows that however hard things might get from here on out, they'll always have this connection to fall back on; this place where they can forget everything else and just be together.