“Goddammit…” Leon cursed under his breath, his lips barely pressed over his microphone.

He tossed his head back as he lost a game, his eyes finding his monitor to scan the chat. As usual, it was spammed with questions about his camera turned off.

Well, you were on his lap. Straddling him. You were desperate for his attention.

Leon knew you were trying to get a rise out of him, pulling his mic from his face. “Babe, stop moving or else I’ll give you something to move on.”