Play a Game With Me

by Cadence Vonn

  When he didn’t move, she shrugged and got into the car. Max slipped in behind the wheel and turned to look at her. “You already broke a rule. Take off the coat now. I’ll think of some punishment later. I want to see how you look in the dress. Move to the middle of the seat.”

  Okay, she could follow orders. The word “punishment” vibrated down her arms, causing her to shiver with excitement.

  He scanned her body and said, “Rest your leg on the armrest between the front seats.”

  Tess lifted her leg, allowing the dress to creep up over the top of her stockings. Skin showed where the garter attached to the silk. She positioned her leg between the two front bucket seats and rested it on top of the warm leather of the armrest. Max shifted in his seat and ran his hand up over her leg, reaching as far as he could so he could torment her inner thigh. She narrowed her eyes and gave him a seductive smile.

  “Very nice. Shall we get underway? I have a special weekend planned for you. I hope you enjoy games. Remember, no talking except to use your safe word. Do as I say, and I promise to make this a memorable getaway for both of us.” Max didn’t say another word as they made their way out of Boston. He caressed her leg and glanced at her in the rearview mirror a few times until they reached the highway.

  Once he merged into traffic, he said, “Lower the neckline. I want to see your luscious nipples.” He didn’t miss her shocked expression. “Don’t you like when a man talks dirty to you? I went through college living in a fraternity. I can make you blush with a few words. Now pull down your top and let me admire the view.”

  Thank goodness the windows were tinted dark and no one could see in except through the front windshield. She reached up and lowered the top of the dress below her breasts. She graced him with a smirk.

  “Oh yeah, baby. I’m going to enjoy those beauties this weekend. I plan to fuck them. Does that excite you?”

  Her body reacted to the words, even if her mind found them crass. She nodded.

  “Rub your breasts as if you were a lover.”

  She started to rub, making the nipples stand erect as she worked her fingers against her soft flesh.

  “Good. Put your head back, and moan for me.” While keeping one hand on the wheel, Max put his other hand on his crotch and rubbed. “Shit. You are beautiful when you get excited. You should see what you do to me. I’m under your spell.”

  Tess slipped her leg off the armrest. She reached around his seat and rubbed his shoulder. Making eye contact with him in the mirror, her hand traveled down his chest until she reached his hand on his crotch. She pushed it aside, puckered her lips, and sent him a seductive air kiss. She pressed her body against the back of his seat so she could reach to unbuckle his leather belt and lower his zipper. His hands gripped the steering wheel letting her explore his hard cock.

  “Lord, Tess, you have magic fingers.”

  Max’s moan got louder, and Tess pumped harder. He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and threw it over the top of his cock and her hand. In the next instant, he pulsed against her fist and groaned with the release. Tess took the handkerchief and wiped him off, then sat back and cleaned off her hand before she dropped the soiled cloth on the floor.

  “You’re proud of yourself.” Max laughed with a relaxed grin.

  She nodded and repositioned her top so he could see her breasts in the mirror. With a satisfied lick of her lips, she closed her eyes and sighed.

  The car slowed, moving to the right. Tess straightened and peered out the window. She didn’t recognize the area. As they approached a red light she went to adjust her dress, and Max said, “No. Leave it the way it is. If another driver happens to see in the windshield, you might make his day.”

  She rested her hands over her breasts and he tsk-tsked her. “Tess put your hands behind your back. I want you in full view so I can enjoy everything.” When they started to move again, she let out the breath she held. A few more miles up the road, they turned right and drove toward a gated road. Max adjusted his pants and T-shirt.

  “Keep your hands behind you.”

  The car approached the guard standing in front of the small gatehouse. Max lowered his window a fraction. The man stretched to look into the backseat and Max coughed. “We’re heading to the Johnson house.” He rolled the window up and pulled away before the man could say anything.

  “See, that wasn’t so bad. He only got a glimpse before I closed the window. We have a few miles to go. Are you excited?”

  Tess raised her eyebrow at him.

  “Show me how excited you are. Hike up your skirt and put your fingers between your legs. Do it now, Tess.” He lowered his voice, making it a command.

  The skirt slid up her body with ease, and she rubbed her fingers along her wet crease. Her breathing became ragged. She squeezed her eyes shut, and wished Max created the pulsing sensation.

  “Sink your middle finger inside your wet cunt, nice and deep, and then let me suck it.”

  Tess’s eyes opened wide before she narrowed them and looked at him in the mirror. She moved her finger inside and almost exploded from the feeling. She played there, rubbing harder. Max released a frustrated huff. Teasing him was payback.

  “Don’t you dare come.”

  She stopped moving her fingers and panted. He licked his lips as if he tasted the smell of sex that filled the car. She leaned forward, reached around his neck and slipped her middle finger into his mouth. He sucked hard, and she pressed her forehead against the leather of his seat so she wouldn’t convulse in an orgasm. A weekend of catering to his every sexual desire and not being allowed to come would be impossible. He took one last hard suck, and she dropped against the seat, winded from his simple assault on her finger.

  “We’re here.” She started to pull her dress up over her breasts, and he shook his head at her in the rearview mirror. “Leave your dress the way it is. There’s no one around.” He zipped up his fly and buckled his belt before he stepped out of the car and opened her door. Leaning in, he yanked Tess’s bottom to the edge of the seat, causing her dress to ride up her body.

  With one easy movement, he wrapped her leg around his neck and sank his mouth against her mound. His tongue lashed out, moved lower and probed inside her. Heat climbed her body. His mouth sucked hard on her swollen flesh, and she whimpered, trying not to come. Long firm fingers pressed inside her and she bucked against their exquisite thrusting.

  Losing any hope of controlling her building orgasm, she grabbed her breasts and screamed, “Max.” He plunged his fingers deeper and sucked harder, making her scream louder. With one final ragged sigh, she sagged against the seat.

  “One.” Max lifted his head and chuckled. “We’ll keep count of all your orgasms this weekend. It’s fun making you scream my name. It’s the only time I’ll let you talk while we’re here. I don’t think I’ll ever tire of it.”

  He pulled her up into a sitting position and caressed her lips with his finger as they came waist level with his pants. “I love that lipstick on you. You look like a hot foxy bitch on the prowl. I know where I’d like those lips to be at the moment.”

  His zipper strained, and she raised her gaze to his. She licked her lips and yanked on his belt buckle.

  “Not yet, sweetheart, but thank you. I want to get inside and show you around before it rains. There’ll be plenty of time to enjoy each other’s bodies.” He helped her out of the car, adjusting her dress before leading her into the mountain cabin.

  “You’re probably wondering where we are.” He held the door for her to enter a foyer of mountain stone and rich woods. The view through the arch out the far back windows of the living room gave Tess a glimpse of a rock waterfall and a crystal-clear pool in the back yard. He led her through the living space and down a hall to the master bedroom.

  “Welcome to my secret hideaway. This is our room for the weekend.” She squeezed his hand, and he smiled over at her. “I’m looking forward to waking up with you as well.” He kissed her nose and led her out t
o the living room. “I’ll save the rest of the place for later. Let me get the luggage, and I’ll be right back.” He gave her a deep kiss. The taste of her lingered on his tongue, but she didn’t mind. He groped her bottom before letting her go and heading out the front door.

  It didn’t take long for Max to bring in a small suitcase and a bag from Neiman-Marcus. He set them in the bedroom and returned to the living room. Tess looked out the window at the pool and hot tub. She turned when she heard him approach. Her sexy “Mm” made him laugh.

  “It’s going to be hard for you not to speak all weekend, isn’t it?” Max chuckled. “Trust me, by the end of the weekend, you’ll appreciate taking orders from me.”

  Tess crossed her arms and shook her head, raising her eyebrow at him again. She had a feeling it was going to get a workout in the next two days.

  “Babe, give it a try. I’m going to put every one of your senses on overload. Relax and enjoy. This weekend is all about pleasuring you. Everything I do will drive you crazy. You’ll thank me when you can talk.”

  That made her snort.

  “I can tell you’re skeptical. I got to thinking this week—to keep you happy and only thinking of me, I needed to spend some quality time with you. We needed to be alone without you questioning our relationship. So I brought you here. I purchased this home a year ago as a getaway place. No one else knows it’s here, and I bought it under a fictitious name. Beautiful, isn’t it?”

  She gave him a nod but didn’t smile.

  “If I could read your mind right now, you would be thinking about how many women I’ve brought here.”

  She nodded with enthusiasm.

  “None. You’re the first. I don’t usually spend enough time with a woman to get close enough to spend a weekend with her. And no, I’ve never slept with any of the women my mother has paraded in front of me. Okay?”

  Tess couldn’t resist him any longer and closed the space between them. She reached up and pulled his head down to capture his lips. He let her explore his mouth with her tongue, the tickling sensation going straight to his cock, making it rock hard. She released his mouth and kissed his neck before she stepped away from his body.

  “I love when you kiss me, but this weekend that will be the last time you initiate a kiss. I’ll determine when we kiss, touch and have sex. Understand?”

  Her eyes narrowed. She glared for a moment, spun on her heels and walked away from him.

  “Oh no, you don’t.” Max pulled her against his chest and pressed her bottom against his erection. He captured her breasts in his hands, leaned down, and circled the edge of her ear with the tip of his tongue. “Your lips will be so sore from kissing my mouth and sucking my cock, you won’t be able to smile for a week. For this whole weekend, you’ll wear the red lipstick. I have an ache to see those red lips around my dick.”

  She shuddered.

  “Yeah, dirty talking turns you on. I bet if I slipped my fingers into your pussy you would be sopping wet.”

  A small groan left her lips, and Max sucked on her shoulder. He marked her skin with his kiss. “What should we do first? Tomorrow is going to be sunny, so we can swim in the afternoon. Right now I want to see your bottom red again. You have a punishment coming for wearing a coat.”

  Tess shivered. Her arousal heated her core in anticipation of his hands on her ass. He led her into a room that didn’t have any furniture in it. “Wait here. I’ll be right back.”

  She stood in the middle of the empty room and turned, spying the mirrored closet doors. Her cheeks had a rosy glow, and her breasts were barely covered by the black fabric. Max returned with a padded dining room chair and placed it facing the mirrors.

  “I haven’t gotten around to gutting this room and redoing it. Now I’m glad I didn’t. We both get to watch me spank you.”

  Max sat in the chair and motioned Tess to stand in front of him. “Pull off your dress.” She did as she was told, Her hip jutted out, and she dropped it on the floor with flair. He pulled her between his legs, grabbed her breasts and kneaded the soft flesh, tugging, so she leaned forward. His mouth sucked on one nipple then he trailed kisses to the other one. “I love your breasts. I could play with them for hours, but I want to make your bottom pink again. Lie across my lap.” He helped position her against his side and then rubbed her ass as she bent over his thighs.

  “Perfect. Red suits you.” He snapped the garter along her leg then teased up her inner thigh until he reached his goal and sank his fingers inside her core.

  “Damn, woman, you are so wet.” He ran his fingers over her slick opening before he caressed her ass again. “Hands behind your back.” He gripped her wrists. “Watch in the mirror.”

  He lifted his hand, held her gaze and smacked her ass cheek with a sharp whack. Her eyes got big before she closed them and panted to control her breathing.

  “How many smacks for this punishment? Let me see, ten sounds like a good number.”

  She moaned. The anticipation of the zap of pain before the pleasurable caress had her body vibrating.

  Smack, stroke and smack again. She lost count as the blood pounded between her legs and every nerve in her body cried out for more. Her groans got louder with each spank, after which he stroked his fingers against her clit.

  “Eight.” Max enjoyed the red glow of her ass. Why did he like to spank her? No other woman had ever moved him to try such things. Her cries told him she enjoyed the punishment. He savored the heat coming from her body. Prolonging her pleasure, knowing she would be sopping wet when he entered her, made his cock strain against his jeans.

  Her squeals of delight filled the space.

  “Nine. I love it when you scream. There’s no one around to hear, so I’ll make you sing louder each time we make love this weekend.” He captured her gaze in the reflection. “Are you close to coming, sweetheart?”

  Her hooded gaze spoke volumes.

  “I want to be inside you when you come.” Max draped her over the seat of the chair while he removed his pants and briefs. He pulled a condom from his pocket and rolled it over his bulging cock. “Look at what you do to me.” He ran his hand up and down his hard shaft before positioning his tip against her opening. “We’ll come together.” He knelt, smacked the side of her ass, and plunged with one swift thrust. Hot wet heat engulfed him, and he moved in deeper.

  Tess screamed. “Oh God, Max.” She shook as he rammed into her again and again.

  “Merciful mother fuck.” He grabbed her sore bottom and squeezed. His finger dipped into her dark crease.

  “Max.”

  There was no escape for either of them as he held her tight and got lost in her uncontrollable orgasm. Her muscles clenched him, pumped every last ounce of energy he had to give her. He collapsed and rested his cheek against her shoulder blade. Their hearts pounded in unison.

  “Two,” he whispered, and she giggled at him. He pulled her up and slipped out of her. He cradled her against his chest, her supple body melded with his as they knelt by the chair.

  “How does the hot tub sound now?”

  “Mm.” She nodded. He picked her up, carried her outside, and placed her on the edge so she could remove the garter belt and stockings.

  “The warm water should soothe your ass.” She wiggled on the seat, and he winked at her as he joined her a minute later. “This is a perfect temperature,” he said as he found a comfortable place to sit. He rested his arms up on the top edge and gave Tess a devilish smile.

  She stretched out her legs and reclined back against the dip in the fiberglass side.

  “I figured out this hot tub was designed for lovers. Where you’re sitting has a place for a woman’s knees next to the man she straddles. But the one place I thought might be unique is over here.” He pointed to the left of his body. “It took me some time to figure out how to use the space. I thought maybe it was for a child so they wouldn’t drown, but that didn’t make sense because the man who built this cabin didn’t have children. You might classify h
im as a perverted Casanova. I like to think of him as a creative problem solver.” Max wiggle his eyebrows. “Come here.”

  He held out his hand to Tess, and she drifted over to his side.

  “Place your knees in the higher dips there.” He helped her move her body to his left, and when she knelt, her legs were slightly spread, and her breasts bobbed on the water surface.

  “It dawned on me when I thought about fucking your breasts what this section of the hot tub was for.” He slipped over in front of her. The ledge he knelt on was higher than the others, and he leaned forward, looking down at her. His mouth descended to hers, and he gave her a tongue-lashing kiss.

  He straightened. His erection pressed against her breasts. “Squeeze your breasts and trap my cock.” She gave him an impish grin and followed his orders. Max moved his hips and moaned. He clamped on to a handful of her hair as he found a rhythm. Faster, with slick thrusts, he moved his hips, and she squeezed harder. The muscles in his neck bulged. On the edge of coming, he threw his head back and howled like a wolf as he lost control.

  Tess released her breasts and stood. She leaned close to his face, teased him with her damp breasts before she grabbed a towel from the side and wiped off the evidence of his climax. She tossed the towel on the ground and moved, so she straddled his lap. She tapped him on his chest to gain his undivided attention. She pointed at him, held up three fingers and he laughed.

  “Right. I owe you one.” He hugged her. “We’ll soak until I regain my strength. Then we’ll shower, followed by your turn.

  The big, fluffy towel wrapped around her body covered Tess more than anything else she’d had on today. The hot tub and shower afterward had made her body relax after the amazing sex she’d experienced with Max. She glanced at her bottom in the mirror and smiled at the still-flushed cheeks. Mmm. The idea of being spanked was a fantasy before meeting Max. What else would she like him to do? The hot tub had been kinky, but that was for his enjoyment. She couldn’t wait until his sexy mind thought of something else to do to make her shatter. He’d left behind the stuffy Maximilian, and a master of sexual manipulation took his place.