Recap: O.o Mai did the dirty with four of the Naruto boys…Woah… go Mai!

My body was limp and relaxed, and my head was kind of fuzzy. Sasuke still had his hands clutching at my hips, and his breathing was as ragged as mine. The weight of his body had bent me forward, and he pulled me back up against his sweat soaked chest, and I felt him smile against my neck.

"So," his voice rumbled against my skin. "That wasn't so bad, now was it?" I shook my head, still unable to speak. It had been like nothing I'd ever experienced before. Nothing I'd done to myself had made me feel like that.

"Is it always like that?" I asked breathlessly, once I was able to talk.

"It can be," he replied, and pulled himself out from inside me. The sensation sent me tensing and my breath hitched again. Sasuke slipped out from behind me, his hand still touching mine as he got off the bed, his penis, still erect, glistening with our mingled juices.

"I'm going to let go of you now, and see if you're ok," he said and took his hand away. The second he, did, the knives were back, stabbing and slicing through my veins. I thrashed on the bed until I grabbed someone's hand…Gaara's. The pain faded away, slowly.

"…Ouch," I groaned, levering myself up into a sitting position. "I think that means that it hasn't worn off yet."

"I suppose you're stuck with us for a while," Gaara said from his supine position on the bed.

"Mhm," I sighed, and reached towards the end of the bed where my shirt had been tossed unceremoniously in a heap. My muscles ached pleasantly and I stretched to relieve some of the throbbing. If I had sex like this every day, I could forgo my daily swim workout. That's when Gaara's words finally hit me. Oh cannibalistic armadillo slippers!

"Uhh…I don't know about you guys," I said addressing the entire room. "But I have no idea how we're going to do this. Anyone have any ideas?"

"Well," said Kiba as he stretched, his muscles gliding elegantly under firm skin. "We're on vacation, right? Why don't we just relax? It's not like we have anything pressing that we have to address right now."

We all thought for a minute. It made sense, but what in the world were we going to do for four days?...Or longer, seeing as it hadn't worn off even after I'd had sex. Play board games?

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"I'll buy it!" whooped Lee. I looked at all the properties that belonged to Lee, and knew that none of us had a snowballs chance against Sasuke's fire jutsus of winning against Lee.

Kiba flicked his car piece over and complained. "Lee bought Oriental, Broadway, and every other property before we even made it around the board three times, plus he won fifty thousand dollars from the Chance cards…I'll remember this in the future. Never play Monopoly against Lee."

We'd been playing board games for six hours now. Checkers, Chess, Life, Trivia, you name it. I was getting bored out of my mind!

"Board games are getting a little wearing," said Gaara. "Why don't we do something else?"

Gaara could read minds?!

"I agree," said Naruto from Sasuke's lap. "Why don't we do something with a bit of risk involved?" He smiled mischievously and pulled a deck of cards out of his pocket. "Poker anyone?"

His suggestion was met with sounds of agreement and he dealt the cards. "What are we going to use as chips?" I asked. "Toothpicks?"

"How about something spicier?" Kiba leered.

"What like chili-peppers?" I said, confused. Oh no wait…Uh oh.

"Strip poker?" asked Neji his mouth twitching as he bit back a smile.

"Exactly."

Aww, hot pink llamas with flamingo earrings on top. I knew there was no way I was getting out of it. The boys had an evil glint in their eyes.

"Sure!" I said in a cheerful voice. "Just let me get something real quick…" Oh wait, I'd have to take someone with me. I grabbed Gaara and dragged him with me into my room where I put on every piece of clothing I could see.

"…Mai, isn't this cheating?" asked Gaara with a bemused expression on his face.

"Maybe, but you don't understand! I'm a horrible poker player. My poker face is non-existent!"

I walked back into the living room and took my place. Thankfully, no one said anything about my added layers…I should've known that nothing could save me from this particular crowd.

"The game ends when someone gets a Royal Flush or is divested of all their clothing," Naruto said, and dealt the cards.

Fifteen minutes later, I was left in nothing but a shirt and shorts on. The boys had been a bit disappointed when I'd taken my bra and undies off before my T-shirt, but I felt a lot better when most of my skin was covered.

I stared in despair at my hand. Nothing! I had dead cards. "I fold," I sighed, and pulled off my shorts, throwing them on the pile of clothes behind me. I tugged my shirt down around my hips, making sure all the important bits were covered. The most anyone else had taken off was a pair of socks. "I think this game is rigged," muttered to myself as Sasuke chuckled and dealt another hand.

I stared…and stared again. Royal Flush! I threw down my cards and whooped gleefully. "I win!"

They stared at my bare cards in astonishment. "One more hand, and she'd have been naked," Neji sighed.

"Well," said Gaara, as he stood. He stretched nonchalantly, giving me a glimpse of his flat stomach. He looked at me through his long eyelashes, and said, in a low voice that made things deep inside me clench in anticipation, "Does the winner want her prize?"

To be continued…