His smile and sigh of relief eased some of the nervous tension out of Nadia's shoulders. His close attention didn't bother her, but his question about how she enjoyed his taste still made her cheeks darken with color. Her eyes dropped for a split second before bouncing back up to hit. He simply sat far too close for her to not be tempted, and if she gave in and licked him, it'd be game over for both of them. No, she couldn't let that happen. Loosing the game honestly was one thing, being too weak to follow the rules was a whole different story.<br/><br/>As he leaned closer to grab the collar of her tank-top, Nadia stiffened. Her first instinct was to defend herself from him, to stop him. It was difficult to make herself let him pull her closer. Her tension reached all new levels as his legs wrapped around her, forcing her so close to his cock that she could easily glide her tongue across the head head if she cared to try.<br/><br/>The problem was, she wanted to try. This entire situation was alien and foreign and the emotional and psychological roller-coaster it was causing was driving her crazy. Anger and pride warred against lust and a deep desire to please and be pleased. Her nipples were painfully hard beneath the thin lace of her bra. The crotch of her boy-shorts were long since soaked through, her inner thighs damp from the cravings of her body. The hungry, naked lust she could see in Kyle didn't help ease her own cravings at all.<br/><br/>Nadia gasped in a breath as if she had just been smacked as Kyle easily ripped her shirt down the center. The fabric came apart so easily it was unnerving. Sure he obviously strong and the shirt was thin, but it still made her wonder what else he could be capable of. He left the tatters of her top hanging from her shoulders and simply sat there looking at her for a moment. Her thin, lacy bra was the same green as her boy-shorts, and did nothing to hide the rosy, pink color that tipped her breasts or the darker red of her hardened nipples. The tattoo that started at her inner left thigh, snaked around the juncture of her thighs, over her lower stomach, and trailed up her right side and around her back toward her shoulder blade was nearly completely exposed now. The thick black lines and shadowed roses easily dragged attention from her middle up to her breasts or down to her hips.<br/><br/>His cock jumped mere inches away from her lips, and Nadia's attention dropped to the glistening head and the precum that was leaking from him. His soft moan was answered by an eager sounding groan from Nadia as her tongue moved over her lips. She wanted to lick him clean, but that was against the rules. Instead, she used her fingers to collect each fresh supply of precum he offered her, and then greedily licked them clean before stroking him again to get more.<br/><br/>"Fuck, you taste good," her cheeks were a vivid red, embarrassed at her own behavior, and yet she was completely unwilling to run away. He reached down, and for a second, she thought he was about to break the rules... and then he hooked a finger in her bra and yanked it up. Nadia gasped as her breasts fell free, her blush spreading down her neck to stain the pale globes as they bounced gently from the effort she put into working Kyle's twitching rod.<br/><br/>She realized distantly that she was nearly naked in this room full of sex-crazed strangers. All she had left to actually cover her body was the boy-shorts Carl had nearly stripped from her earlier. What was that rule he had made... you couldn't put back anything that was taken off? Her bra wasn't off her body, she could pull it back into place later if she needed to. For now, she let Kyle look his fill. Playing to his fantasy was becoming as exciting for her as it seemed to be for him.<br/><br/>"Give me more," she coaxed him as she again licked her fingers clean, swallowing back another little taste of his cum with a greedy intensity. "Feed me your cum, Kyle. Let go, and then I can suck and lick you clean without having to worry about the damned rules." A fever had stolen over her and Nadia had no will to fight it. Instead, she let it rule her, let it drive her to work all the harder for what she was quickly beginning to crave. She going to have to put some serious thought into this later, but for now, she didn't care why she was acting this way. All she cared about was that she didn't just want him to cum so that she could win the game, she wanted to see him cum for her own greedy pleasure.