She proposes a final game

John hesitates for a moment, his heart pounding in his chest as he looks at Amelia. She grins back at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I have a PC in my room," she says, her voice slurring slightly. "Want to do one versus one? And whoever wins decides what we do next?"

John nods, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. She says, "Wait here, I will ping you when I log on." And with that she makes her way to her room, John takes a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves.

John waits anxiously in the living room, his heart pounding in his chest as he listens for the sound of Amelia's voice. After a few moments, he hears her voice through the speakers, "Alright, I'm ready for you, Birthday Boy."

John takes a deep breath and begins to play, his fingers flying over the controller as he tries to win. Despite his best efforts, however, he finds himself struggling to keep up with Amelia's skill. After a few intense rounds, he hears her voice again, "Looks like you're not as good as you thought, Birthday Boy."

She comes back into the living room, her breasts bouncing with each step. A sly grin spreads across her face as she approaches John, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous intensity. "Looks like you lost, Birthday Boy," she says, her voice husky and playful, as she reaches out to grab the controller from his hand.

As she takes the controller, her fingers brush against John's, sending a jolt of electricity through his body. He feels his heart racing, his pulse pounding in his ears, as he looks up at her, their eyes locking in a moment of charged tension.

Amelia's eyes flicker down to John's crotch, her gaze lingering for a moment before she looks back up at him, a playful smirk on her lips. "I think it's time we up the stakes, Birthday Boy," she says, her voice low and husky. "I want your cock."