The Game

"Don't let it go or I'll have to keep going."

He spoke so softly, and with such fire that it made me shudder. From those words I held on for dear life, crying out as each hit got harder and more intense. I could already feel the welts rising across my flesh. The metal ball kept jolting inside me and that alone almost had me undone. It was torturous, but I held on for as long as I could until finally it was over. His warm hands massaged me and I winced, but he was so gentle and soothing that I melted at his touch. When I reflected upon what had happened and even through the pain the pleasure had been something I couldn't describe.

I couldn't think as to whether I should be ashamed of liking such treatment but the trust and love I had for Cal assured me that what I was feeling was right, and oh so powerful. He helped me to my feet but I couldn't keep the ball inside. It dropped the the ground with that deafening sound but I didn't care. I fell into his arms and he held me there. Warm and safe. That warm feeling still hadn't left me and the wetness around my thighs clued me into my current feelings. I stayed into his embrace till I could stand on my own and I kissed him so passionately he almost lost his own footing. The kiss expressed everything I couldn't say out loud and he kissed me back with as much ferocity. When we finally let each other go and I recovered enough we sat back into our seats. I looked at him across the room with narrowed eyes. He chuckled at my expression cocking his head to the side, waiting for my inevitable question.

"Should I be worried about some of this stuff?"

He laughed again, a warm sound that warmed my belly. He gazed at me with those adoring eyes.

"No you don't have to be worried. I saw it on '50 shades of Grey.'"

I laughed, a quick astounded sound and looked at him incredulously.

"You watched that movie? I haven't even watched that movie?"

He winked at me mysteriously, easily slipping into our playful banter.

"Well I've gotta keep my mind off you somehow."

He grinned, but at his words my smile faded and I looked to the desk. I heard him sigh and get up and before long I was in his arms.

"I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. I am more then happy to wait babe. I love you, nothing can change that. I could wait a thousand years if that's what you wanted."

He looked into my eyes, holding my face in his hands, making me look at him. His words eased my sudden guilt and I smiled softly.

"If it proves to you that I am more then happy to wait we can stop this game right now. I don't want you to do anything you don't want to do Lisa."

His words melted my heart and I hugged him harder, closing my eyes and sighing in his arms. I let him go and beamed widely. He returned the smile and we finally separated.

"No I want to keep going. I just feel bad. I've made you wait so long, and you've been so patient. I know you have urges... and-"

He cut me off with a long laugh and I looked to him confused.

"I have urges? I feel like I'm having the sex talk with my mum again. Lisa, you are beautiful, kind, smart, amazing, breath taking, caring, temperamental, funny! What more can I say to convince you that I would wait a life time for you. Don't feel guilty, you should never feel guilty about stuff like this. I love you."

I kissed him lightly and my heart soared. I shook my head and smiled at him.

"Shall we continue then?"

He laughed that honey dripping laugh and nodded. And so the game continues. Four questions to go. All that was left was my bra and my skirt, and Cal had his cap and underwear. The next question was hard, harder then the others, but after he stopped the timer and checked, I got a thumbs up. I squealed in delight and danced around ridiculously. He stood and and did a slow turn, motioning towards his remaining pieces of clothing.

"Loose the hat Calvin Klein."

He chuckled and playfully spun around, then threw the hat to me. I laughed and put it on my own head. It smelt like him and I smiled at that. Three to go. It was anyone's game. Next question. I finished it slowly and handed it in carefully. He shook his head and my heart jumped, almost in anticipation for the first time. I was wrong, now it was his choice. I looked me over slowly, scanning every last inch of my body. I blush rose to my cheeks from my breasts. His eyes were hooded and after what felt like an eternity he looked to me and spoke.

"I think it's time for that bra to come off."

He said slowly, the words oozing from his mouth. I stood slowly and walked to him, just as slow. He frowned, a question in his eyes but I moved still towards him, then turned and sat on his lap. I sat back into him, feeling him behind me and a shudder rose up my spine. I half turned my face to his astounded one and smiled my best attempt at a sexy smile.

"Would you help me please?"

I asked in a whisper. His breath rose and he tried adjusting his position in the seat, to scoot away from me a little but I didn't let him. I pushed back a little further and he grunted uncomfortably as my back touched the untouchable. His hands lifted slowly, tracing my bare back, his fingers brushing past my hips, feeling my shuddering skin. He carefully undid the latches holding the bra together and as he did my naked back was exposed.

I sat up slowly, watching him with my back turned and let the bra drop to the floor. I kicked it away with my foot. He swallowed, his neck unconsciously trying to peer around my turned back and I smiled evilly. When I finally turned I did so carefully and sat down at the desk. Before he could get a look, my arms were crossed in front of me on the desk and my chest was hidden from is watchful gaze. He scowled and narrowed his eyes at me, a smile tugging at his lips.

"Cheater."

He said and chuckled, then sat down in his seat at the opposite side, readying the next paper. I just smiled and waited. Two questions left. He handed me the next question quickly and I couldn't help but laugh at his speed. I deliberately pushed myself close to the time limit just to annoy him, but I knew I had this question in the bag. He scowled again when he scored it and I rose my eyebrows at him, waiting. He had one thing left on and I didn't have to tell him what to do. He stayed behind the desk rather then standing up as we had been doing and fiddled underneath it, before all of a sudden he flung his underwear at me. I caught it awkwardly and draped it over my own neck, laughing at his expression.

"Cheater."

I said, grinning at his spiteful nod. We were both breathing heavily at this point. This was the last question. Cal was sitting hidden behind the desk, completely naked, and I was sitting cross armed, cross legged behind my side of the desk with nothing but a skirt and a smile. If I got this question wrong, I would lose the game, and I would also lose my virginity.

He got the next question ready but as I watched him look over it I saw his face drop. When he handed me the paper slowly I found out why. I knew the answer. I could figure out this question blindfolded, and he knew it too. He looked defeated, and as I looked to the question that held my victory, my own disappointment surprised me. I could win this game with one flick of the pen, but that thought only made me sad. During this whole game I had felt closer to Cal then I have ever been before, and I had also felt things I had never felt before. My mind had opened to all kind of possibilities and now it was coming to an end. I sighed to myself and answered the question, passing it to Cals unwilling hands. He didn't even look at it, just smiled at me, a sadness in his eyes. He had felt it too. Felt how much we had connected.

"Check it."

I said softly. He looked up to me, distracted and deflated.

"It's ok, we both know you got it right. Congratulations Lisa I knew you could do it-"

I cut him off and he looked to me surprised. My eyes bore into him and he looked to me confused, that cute wrinkle between his brow as he raised his eyebrows in question to my strange new tone. He took the paper and read it over. I waited patiently and couldn't help but smile at the shocked look that fell onto his face. He looked from the paper to me, then back to the paper again.

"You got it wrong? I don't understand, you know this..."

His words trailed off to nothing as I slowly stood up and walked towards him. He stood up automatically as if he were in a spell. Our bodies came together and his was hot and hungry. He pushed off his baseball hat from by head and ran his hands through my hair. Pins and needles ran down my skin and I felt his nakedness against me, felt his need. My sensitive nipples were pushed up against his hard chest and butterflies erupted in my stomach at all the new sensations assaulting my body. Our lips parted briefly and we were breathing heavily.

"You win."

I gasped at him, feeling his strong fingers exploring my skin. He chuckled softly against me, taking my lips in his as his hands blazed fires across my skin. Everywhere he touched he set alight and I was only witness to all the things that was going on in my body. His hands finally reached my skirt and pulled it down off my hips, letting it drop to the floor. I kicked it away from me and let him pull me into his arms tightly and carry me to the bed. He gently laid me down and I tried not to cringe at the cold air on my body when we parted briefly. It was over quickly when he got on the bed, kneeling over me, his eyes searching every cell of my body.

The heat from his body radiating to mine. I thought I would have been self conscious at such an in depth exploration by the way he looked at me, the way his eyes adored me as if I was a living goddess and he a humble servant. I automatically spread my legs, not even realising I had done it. I was nervous, I didn't know what I was doing, but one look from him and my nerves disappeared. He lowered his head and his lips touched my abdomen, trailing kisses across my tingling flesh till he reached lower. I started to move uncomfortably, starting to protest when his lips came close to the sensitive flesh to where my legs came together. He just flashed a grin at me before his mouth found the small bud at my entrance. I moaned at first contact, terrified at what he was doing to me. His tongue expertly circled the trembling flesh, sucking and nipping. My fingers were in his hair at that point, and I was panting.

I felt the heat between my legs spread through each of my limbs. Tingles ran across my flesh and I couldn't stop my hips from bucking closer to him, my body tensing so exquisitely so. My body violently thrashed when his tongue darted inside me, and that was what finally pushed me over the edge. This feeling came over me and I screamed his name, my first orgasm taking my body so ferociously that I didn't have time to breath. All I could do was lay there panting and revel in the last remaining spouts of pleasure taking my body. He grinned up at me and all I could do was manage a weak smile. He crawled up, kissing my body as he went till he reached my breasts.

He took my hardened nipple into his experience mouth and sucked, his other hand reaching out to grab my other breast. I moaned, my back arching at the new sensations taking my body. I was breathing hard now, my heartbeat racing each breath. I cried out when suddenly his hand left my other breast and his mouth moved to the next nipple, treating it to the same torturous feeling. But now his hand had moved my aching clit. He touched the bud and my body almost shook at the feel of his fingers down there. The small bud already felt used and swollen but that simple touch turned me animalistic again, only this time something was missing. All the sensations were new and exciting and so god damn hot... But I felt strangely empty. I wanted him, needed him inside me now or I would go crazy.

"Please."

I managed to mumble through my moans.

"Please, I need you inside me now."

I gasped as another wave shuddered though my body. The building tension inside me was exquisite, like a rubber band being stretched impossibly tight. I didn't need to say more, his own hungry body moved so that he was close to me, his warm legs against mine as he positioned himself. He looked down at me, desire as thick as syrup dripping from his expression.

"Are you sure?"

He asked, his breathing ragged and plagued with need. I nodded my head quickly, my arms pulling him to me, desperate for him. All my fears, my questions were gone and all I wanted right now was him. His lips dropped to mine and I moaned heavily into his mouth before he took my with one long plunge. I was so wet with desire that it made his entry easier but I groaned at my first taste of pain, his long member pushing into me, forcing my body to accept him, forcing me to expand and take his entirety.

He held me and stilled as I groaned into him again, letting the pain out through my voice. But soon the pain dulled and I urged him in with my hips, almost begging him with my body to go on. He did, pulling out so slowly before pushing himself into me again. There was still pain but the pleasure of it all turned it into something indescribable. I was in this white hot heaven and I moaned through these feelings again. He started, through my insistence, to thrust harder into me, until he was pounding into me mercilessly. Each strong stroke pushed me higher and higher, the tension building until I was convinced something inside me would snap. I looked to Cal, watching the intensity in his eyes, hearing his powerful grunts through each grinding stroke.

"I love you."

He groaned, and with that the band snapped and I was completely and uncontrollably undone. The heat inside me exploded and my body shuddered under the shear force of it. He continued to thrust with painful determination till he reached his own incredible peak and joined my convulsing body into the abyss. Bliss coloured my veins and a lightness took hold of my body until I floated away in his arms. We collapsed there, two naked sweaty bodies completely spent in each other's embrace. Our breathing matched and soon our racing hearts slowed to a steady beat. I looked to him with a grin on my face. He looked to me, matching my smile, then pulling me close in his arms. I snuggled in his strong hold, feeling completely at home.

"That was... amazing Cal."

I breathed, astonishment in my eyes at my own admission. It was. All of my fears felt so trivial now. Lying here in Cals arms, feeling completely open with him, it was the most magical thing I had ever felt. He grinned, taking my statement as a compliment. I supposed it was, it did take two to tango, and my god he was a great dancer. My fingers played with the sun bleached hairs on his chest then playfully reached ever slowly lower. His eyes caught my wandering hands and looked to my devilish grin.

"Want to go again?"

I asked, a naughty lilt to my tone. My eyes heavy once more with the desire that radiated from my heart. He blinked incredulously. My fingers tracing slowly down and his breath hitched in his throat, his pulse jumping.

"My God, I've created a monster haven't I?"

He laughed and I smiled evilly at him, my hand finding its destination. He closed his eyes as I took him in my hand and he moaned heavily at the touch.

"Yes you have. And my appetite better be satisfied or I'll have to take what I want."

I said slowly, and in my last word I gripped his aching member, watching it in fascination as it started to grow in my fingers. I moved so that I was on top of him, kneeling over him and watching his eyes widen.

"And I'm hungry right now."

He tried to laugh through his groans and once again I was taken back by the power I had over him.

"Maybe after we can try a few more things in that hat of yours."

I whispered, watching the excitement in his wide eyes. I kissed him slowly and passionately before I lowered myself to where my hand was and repaid him for his earlier kindness.