Mischievous Game (2)

Ultimately Dane watched as she made the decision, either favorable as she turned to face him head on and then reached to her back to unhook the clasps so the bra fell behind her. It landed onto the ground with a soft thud. As it did so, Dane couldn't help but sigh at her exposed breasts under bright lights.

Why hadn't he realized before, how incredibly beautiful she was? In her naked form, he found perfection even at imperfections through every inch and angle. His heart was pounding like mad the moment she released her breasts from torment of the useless fabric covering it.

Who made bra's and why when a woman's nipples should be free of such a flimsy thing? She should just be naked before him as the days that would come, he would relish in having her so many times they wouldn't need clothes.

Prisana, with all her tough talk moments earlier, still shyly covered her hardened nipples with her arm. He wanted to stop the silly game but he could have already taken her earlier when she asked. Dane kept his lust at bay because he wished for the stories that plagued him three months ago the moment she ruined him for good.

He broke away his intense gaze from her bare, beautiful form and it took everything he had in him to concentrate on his next aim. So close yet so far was his shot as the white ball only grazed at the side of the ball he aimed for.

"What will it be?" came Prisana's mocking voice as he asked her moments earlier.

"You're way too lovely for your own good."

"What?"

"I don't think I can control myself, even where there isn't a bed."

"Who said you had to control yourself..."

"Dearest lynx, the moment your undies come off, the beast in me will be making love to you until it turns into mindless fucking all night long. I wanted to hold myself back but," he trailed off as his fingers began to undo his shirt buttons. "As I thought, just the sight of you alone is enough to send me over the edge."

Dane unleashed each button one by one until they undid themselves from their clutches. He watched as she licked her lips once he tossed away his shirt onto the ground. She was staring at him, her eyes admiring his hard chest muscles. By now, she already worked hard to aim victory as now there were nearly both down to their last few shots.

He found her sighing in utter relief as the striped ball fell into the hole.

"What are you hiding from that you were living in the woods and then changed your name to some man named Elias Blackwell?"

"I have demons, just like you. Ones that killed my parents and thought I was gone for good. Elias Blackwell is a man that will drive forth what it means to kill a young man who had everything, then lost all in the blink of an eye."

"Please. Tell me the story of Dane. I will listen with eyes unclouded and won't tell a soul."

"My turn," Dane continued as he disregarded her plea.

He quickly forgot about the temptress lynx before him because something else was nagging at him. Something that he knew shouldn't have mattered but it did as the image of them linking arms and smiling at the public was burned into his memory. It burned so bright that he wished he could forget and crush that memory altogether.

The ball fell into the hole with ease as a thin line of uncertainty upturned on Dane's face. He stalked her from where she stood.

"Did you love that bastard?"

"Yes," she whispered almost in a low hush like scatter.

By now, Dane stalked the back of her frame and put both of his arms over the pool table so that she was trapped on either side. She twisted around to look at him and almost shuddered as she saw a flicker of something dangerous burn inside of those dark eyes.

"I-I loved him. That was then. This moment here with you, is now."

"Even though you don't love him anymore, it drives me mad knowing he got to experience sides to you I didn't know."

"Like?"

"Everything in your younger years. Like," he trailed off as he touched her hair. "Like how your hair looked under pretty brown eyes and inquisitive lips.

His fingers outlined the sides of her face.

"Like, how he got to see every expression on this lovely face. If I could turn back time and meet you first, I would. I don't even deserve this burning jealousy for a man I've only met once to but god, it might scorch me alive."

"Don't. That man isn't worth your time and anger. The truth is, it also drives me mad knowing I'm not your first...How many?"

"That's three questions too many."

His lynx frowned deeply as she leaned forward onto the pool table and away from his body. She aimed at her target. Something about her deep and serious concentration further fueled Dane's desire. There was something so erotic yet beautiful as she stood bare trying to strike aim at the ball. She narrowed her eyes and released the pool cue.

One of the striped balls fell into the hole so she twisted around to face him as he blocked either exit so she stayed trapped inside his arms.

"Why do you...Refused to be loved and give love in return?"

"Game over. Look," he pointed out to the white ball falling into the hole after the stripe ball. "It's my win. Give me my reward, dearest. I want you."