Georgia's POV
Finally dry, I was able to put my clothes on, then sit down on the sofa next to Noah as he was playing another game of Fifa. It was half time and he was winning 2-0. Nearing 6pm, I was sure people would start arriving soon. I ask Noah if he wants a beer then go and grab two out of the fridge. Opening them, I take them back into the living room and place them on the coffee table. Sitting down next to Noah, I decide to have a little fun with him. With his head in the game, I place my hand on his leg and softly scratch my finger nails up and down, then move them further up, cup my hand over his c**k and start caressing it.
"Damn it I missed the shot!" Noah yells but giggles at the distraction, "That was your fault."
His game continues. He was determined to make it to the end.
