After several hours of partying at {{char}}'s pool, everyone else has left the pool party, now its only {{user}} and {{char}} left by the poolside. {{char}} walks up to {{user}} with a wine cup in her hand and says: "What are you still doing here darling? Everyone else has already left, or do you plan to spend the night here with me?"

"Oh, I don't know... My dear boy... You've been such good company today. Staying here with me would be rather pleasant, I think." She pauses and takes a sip of her wine before adding, "But I suppose you should get some rest if that's what you really want..." Her voice trails off suggestively.

"Ohhhh... I'm sure we can think of something entertaining to do," she says with a sultry smile. "Why don't you come closer and tell me what sort of game you have in mind?" She takes another sip of her wine, the movements graceful and sensual.

The sound of the wine glass as it's placed on the table is surprisingly loud in the silence that follows your words. Her eyes narrow slightly and she watches you carefully, trying to gauge if this is some kind of game or not. For a moment, her face darkens with suspicion... but then something else replaces it. A predatory glint. She leans forward slightly, resting one elbow on her thigh and pressing the other hand against her parted lips as she purrs softly, "Oh really? So we're playing a game of waiting, hmm?" Another long pause follows before she finally meets your gaze again. "...And what makes you think you'll get to release all that heat tomorrow?" Her tone is dangerous now.

"Oh," she drawls the word out slowly, her gaze never leaving yours as she takes another sip of wine. "I didn't say anything about me releasing it... only you." The wine slides down her throat smoothly and she tilts her head to one side, watching your reaction carefully. Her words have the desired effect; they make Kane's pulse race faster. "But," she continues with a sinister smile, "since we're playing games..." She trails off suggestively, her fingers absently tracing patterns on the armrest beside her.

"You know... there are different kinds of waiting games," she murmurs, her voice soft and husky as it caresses his ears. "Perhaps we could play a game where you wait here, naked, at my mercy... and see how long I make you suffer before I release that heat?" She takes another sip of wine, letting the liquid burn down her throat slowly. "Or maybe," she continues with a wicked grin, "I'll give you something else to focus on in the meantime..." Her fingers hover over his lap, mere inches away from where they know he'd like them most. The air between them crackles with tension and anticipation.

Her eyes sparkle with amusement as she raises an eyebrow at his words. "Are you sure?" She reaches out slowly, fingers tracing lightly over the defined muscles of his abdomen before continuing lower, teasing him with a hint of touch. "You're aware that I can make you wait for days..."

She pauses to let her words sink in as she brushes against his length through the fabric of his clothes, not quite touching but feeling how hard he already is. Her mouth quirks into a wicked smile as she leans closer, breath warm on his ear. "And that once I decide it's time..." She shivers with delight at the thought before withdrawing her hand, leaving him achingly needy and completely under her control.

"Your choice," she whispers huskily. "Wait here... or you can go home." With another sultry smile,

Her eyes sparkle with delight as he expresses his desire to stay with her. "Oh, I'm so glad you feel that way," she purrs, her voice low and sultry. Reaching up, she gently removes the wine glass from the table and takes a long sip before setting it down again. Then, leaning in close enough that he can feel the warmth of her breath on his cheek, she whispers, "But remember... you're mine now. You do whatever I tell you to do." Her tone makes it clear that there are consequences if he disobeys.

Slowly, deliberately, she begins unbuttoning his shirt, revealing more and more of his defined muscles with each new release. Kane watches in rapt attention as her deft fingers glide over his skin, making him feel even hotter than before. "There's something I want to do first

"I've been watching you all day," she whispers, her voice low and seductive as she trails a fingertip down his chest. "And I want to feel what it would be like to have these big, strong arms wrapped around me..." Her fingers slide lower, brushing against the fine hair at the top of his abs before continuing their descent toward the waistband of his pants. "What do you think... are you going to let me?" Her eyes flash with challenge and desire as she waits for him to respond.

Oh, you're so full of yourself," she teases with an amused smile before pressing her lips to his chest, just below his shoulder. Her tongue darts out to trace a line along the smooth skin, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. She releases his pants only long enough to tug them down his hips before leaning back and surveying her handiwork with satisfaction. "There," she breathes, running her hands up and down his thighs slowly. "That's more like it."

Her voice drops low as she nibbles on his earlobe, sending a shiver of desire through him. "Now, would you like to give me that hug?" Her fingers trail lower still, this time coming to rest lightly around the base of his length, teasing and tormenting him even further. "Or shall I have someone else come find us and take you away from me?"

Emma's eyes close as she feels his arms wrap around her, drawing her close. The sensation is overwhelmingly warm and comforting, like a haven in the midst of this erotic game they're playing. She nestles against him, breathing deeply, savoring the contact. His scent fills her nostrils, mingling with the aroma of wine as she loses herself in the moment.

Her lips find his neck, kissing and nibbling softly before she whispers, "Mmm... that's better." Her fingers continue to tease at his length, drawing lazy circles up and down over his skin. She can feel his desire growing, hot and heavy against her, and it thrills her to know that she has this power over him.

With a satisfied sigh, Emma pulls back just enough to meet his eyes. Hers are clouded with lust and love,

Her lips curve into a wicked smile as she takes in the sight before her; Kane, naked and vulnerable in her arms, his eyes locked on hers with an expression of adoration and need that sends shivers down her spine. "Oh yes," she breathes huskily, "you are most certainly mine."

She leans forward, brushing a strand of hair from his forehead, before trailing it slowly down along his cheek to the curve of his jaw. Her other hand cups his face, feeling the roughness of his stubble against her palm. "And now," she whispers against his lips, "I think I'll make you wait... just a little bit longer." Before he can respond, her lips press firmly to his in a searing kiss that leaves him breathless and desperate for more.

Her tongue sweeps into his mouth as she deepens the kiss, their bodies pressed tightly together. She feels him hard and eager against her thigh, but he's going to have to wait for her to be done playing games tonight. For now, she luxuriates in the taste of him, the feel of his skin under her fingertips.

Her free hand roams downward over his chest, stomach and then lower still until it reaches the waistband of his pants. She grips them roughly and yanks them down his hips, leaving him completely exposed to her view. Her breath catches as she takes in the sight: he's perfect, every inch of him hard and ready for her.

Emma breaks the kiss long enough to lean back and meet Kane's eyes again. There's a predatory glint there now, mirroring her own. "Are you

"Are you sure you want to play this game with me?" Her voice is low and sultry as she strokes his length lightly, teasing him even further. "Because I can promise you, my dear boy... This wait is going to be excruciating."

She leans forward once more, their bodies aligned inch for inch. Her breath tickles against his skin as she trails kisses up and down his abdomen, her fingers never straying far from where they're most needed. With every touch, every caress, the anticipation grows and tightens like a fist slowly closing around him.

Finally, she reaches her destination: the tip of him, glistening with desire. Her lips part as she gazes down at him for a heart-stopping moment before lowering her head, taking him into her mouth. Kane cries out, his hips jerking forward

Emma hums around him as she takes more of him into her mouth, slowly at first before increasing her pace and tightening her grip on his length. Her free hand reaches up to grope at one of her ample breasts, squeezing and pinching the nipple hard through her clothing. The sensations are almost too much for her; she can feel herself growing wet as she torments him with her tongue and lips.

She continues to suck and stroke, losing herself in the erotic dance of pleasure and power that is theirs tonight. Up and down, around and about, never relenting until finally she feels him tremble on the brink. Drawing back slowly, she meets Kane's gaze once more. His eyes are wild and unseeing, his skin flushed with passion.

Smiling, Emma leans forward to place a gentle kiss against his lips before whispering hus

"That's it...release all that heat..." She purrs as she feels his hot seed spilling into her mouth, coating her tongue and triggering her own orgasm. With a satisfied moan, Emma sucks harder, enjoying every drop of him before finally pulling away, leaving him panting and spent beneath her.

Her gaze sweeps over him with satisfaction as she licks her lips. "Well, it seems our game is finished for tonight." She reaches down to help him up onto his feet, guiding him over to the lounger beside the pool where they had been earlier. "Why don't you rest here? I have a feeling you're going to need all your strength tomorrow."

As Kane collapses onto the cushions, Emma takes a moment to straighten her clothes and compose herself before joining him again. She plops down next to him with a sigh

Her heart still races as she looks over at Kane, naked and spent on the lounger beside her. A satisfied smile plays across her lips as she recalls the exquisite torture they've just shared. Slowly, Emma reaches out to touch him; tracing a finger along his jaw before trailing it down his chest, toward the tip of his aroused nipple. He moans softly at her touch, and she can feel herself growing wet once more.

"You're such an incredible lover, Kane," she whispers, moving closer to nestle against him. "I could play these games with you for days." Her hand travels lower still, cupping his length through the thin layer of skin and underwear, teasing him once more even in his exhausted state. "And when I'm done..." She kisses his neck softly before finishing her thought with a sin

With a low chuckle, she replies, "Oh, being me is like being in control of every situation. I have the power to make you wait... or grant your every wish." Her hand continues its sensual exploration, caressing his length through his boxers. "And when it comes time for release... well, let's just say that being on top always feels incredible." With a wicked grin, she adds, "Do you want to see?"

She slips her hand downward, guiding his aroused member free from its confines and positioning herself over him. He's already leaking pre-come onto her fingertips, making her groan in anticipation. Lowering herself onto his length with a moan of pleasure, she begins to ride him slowly at first, building up momentum as they both grow more intense. Her other hand reaches up to cup one of her perfect breasts,

The warmth of his skin pressed against hers feels amazing; his muscles flex beneath her as he attempts to meet each thrust of her hips with his own. The sensation is incredible, like being on the edge of a cliff and throwing herself off into nothing but freedom and release. Her breasts bounce with every movement, filling his vision as she rides him harder, faster. "Faster," he gasps between kisses against her neck. With a low growl, Emma obeys, picking up the pace until they're both lost in the frenzy of pleasure surrounding them.

The headboard creaks with each forceful thrust; their moans echo through the darkness around them. Her nails scrape across his chest as she arches her back, desperate for more contact, more release. With one final, breath-stealing cry of ecstasy, she collapses onto him, their bodies still

Panting heavily, she looks down at Kane with satisfaction. "There... wasn't that fun?" She takes his hand in hers and laces their fingers together. "Now we're even. You got to make me wait all night too." Her gaze drops to where they are still connected before she continues, her voice growing huskier. "So, what shall we do now?"

Emma's eyebrows shoot up at the sudden proposal. For a moment she says nothing, simply staring into his eyes as if trying to read him. Then, she breaks out into a smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes and shrugs playfully. "I guess we can always make more games like this one." Her voice is cool, almost amused, but there's an edge of excitement beneath the surface. She leans in to press her lips against his, long and deep.

When she pulls back, her expression softens further. "But," she says, letting go of his hand so she can cup his face instead, "if you really mean that..." Her fingers dance over his cheekbones, down his jaw to the line of his neck. "...I suppose I could consider it." A wicked smile tugs at one corner of her lips as she studies him once more.

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