Gaming for Love (15 page)

“I’m glad that
we’re here together, too. The store is not doing great, but Erika
and I have come up with some ideas. I know you want to help, but I
can’t think of anything that you could do right now. Thank you,
though.”

“I could give you
money, if you need it. I have more than I could ever spend.”

My heart fills, but I
know that I can’t let him bail me out. “No, Scott. I can’t take
your money. It will be okay.” I am not sure if it will, but I can’t
tell him that.

“Alright, but the
offer stands. I may have something else that can help, but I want it
to be a surprise.” He smiles at me and I see a sparkle in his eyes.

“A surprise? When do
I get it?”

“Hopefully in about a
month.”

“A month?” I pout.
“I was hoping for something more immediate.”

“Well, I do have
something that I could give you right now. Something that I know you
love.” He starts to move backward, pulling me into the bathroom
with him. “I think we need a shower after that long flight.”

He is already pulling
my shirt up and I lift my arms to help as he raises it over my head.
He stares at my breasts encased in a black lace demi bra for a moment
or two. Then he reaches around me to remove the bra as he growls in
my ear. “I fucking love your tits
and
your choices in lingerie.” Heat pours through my body
into my already wet center. He reaches into the shower to turn it on
before twisting back towards me.

I push his shirt up and
he takes it the rest of the way off. “I love your chest, too.” I
say as I lean forward and lick his nipple. I get another growl for
that and then he is pulling down my skirt and panties together. I
kick off my shoes and stand bare before him. “You still have too
many clothes on.”

“Then take them off.”
His eyes are the dark emerald I love as he looks at me. I reach
forward and unbutton his jeans and pull the zipper down. I push them
down to his calves and stare at the bulge in his grey boxer briefs.
There should be a law against how good he looks in his underwear. The
only thing better is Scott naked, so I snap out of it and pull his
briefs down too. He kicks off his shoes and then his clothes join
them on the floor. I lick my lips as I take him in. “Like what you
see, Yas?”

“You know I do. If I
didn’t, we wouldn’t have gone through all of those condoms in my
drawer, plus that jumbo box from Costco in the last month.” We have
been together in every room of my house, and my back porch too. He’s
kept his promise that we would try all different positions. Some have
been fun and some have just been awkward, but we just stopped those
and moved onto something that felt right. I’ve had more orgasms
than I ever thought I would have in my entire life.

“Shit. Condoms. I
didn’t bring any. Fuck, what is wrong with me?” Scott knocks his
head against the shower door.

I leave him there and
walk into the bedroom to get the condoms that
I
remembered to bring out of my bag. I walk back into the bathroom and
hold a strip up to his bent head. “Good thing your girlfriend
didn’t forget.” Oh, God. I just called myself his girlfriend. I
think I am but he has never said it.

I shouldn’t have
worried. “Best. Girlfriend. Ever.” He grabs me and pulls me into
the shower with him. The warm water washes over me as he pushes my
back against the wall and drops to his knees, spreading my legs open.
“Now let’s see if I can win the best boyfriend award.”

He places a closed
mouth kiss on top of my mound and then lets his tongue out for a long
lick. I jerk forward and moan. I drop the strip of condoms and grasp
his head in my hands, pushing him further into me. I can feel him
smile against me as his tongue circles my clit. He still won’t come
out and say that he likes going down on me, but he does it often, so
I know that he does. I start thrusting my hips as he puts his tongue
inside of me. It feels so good, especially with his lip ring rubbing
against me, but I need more. “Scott, put your cock in me. I need
it.”

“Not yet. I want you
to come on my fingers and mouth first.” he says as he replaces his
tongue with two fingers and starts swirling his tongue around my clit
again. His fingers are moving in and out and I am matching him with
my thrusts. The pressure starts to build and my legs begin to shake.
If Scott wasn’t holding my hip, I would probably collapse onto the
shower floor. Then, he curls his fingers just right and sucks my clit
into his mouth at the same time which is all it takes. I scream his
name as I try to thrash from side to side. He holds me steady and he
continues with his tongue and fingers, pushing me to a second climax
almost immediately. My legs give out and he has to stop so that he
can stand us both up.

“Oh my God, Scott.
That was-that was…I don’t even have words. Best. Boyfriend. Ever.
Without a doubt.”

He smiles, kisses me
passionately for several minutes, holding me up until my legs feel
strong enough to stand on again. I slide down him so that he knows
I’m good to continue. He turns us around and heads for the small
seat in the shower. It is a ledge up against the outer window. A pane
of frosted glass is inside the shower that reaches to the bottom of
my chin. He has me turn with my back to his front. “Grab the glass
and hold on, Yas. You wanted my cock and you are going to get it. But
it’s going to be hard and rough. I can’t go slow right now.” I
spread my legs wide and tilt my ass up to him as I hear him tear open
the condom wrapper. He grabs one of my hips and whispers. “Are you
ready?”

“Yes,” I tell him
and then he thrusts up into me. He’s fully inside of me and I
nearly come apart again from the sensation. I arch back into him and
that’s all it takes. He starts thrusting in and out hard and I have
to grip the glass to keep from falling.

“Is this how you
wanted it, baby? Did you want me hard inside of you?” he growls in
my ear, then bites my earlobe. His other hand moves up to my right
breast and he’s kneading it and rubbing my nipple between his
fingers.

It feels so good to
have him inside of me and know that he has lost control because of
me. “Yes, Scott, yes. I want it like this.”

He moves back and
pushes into me even harder. I know that I will probably be sore and
bruised tomorrow from how hard he’s holding my hip but he isn’t
hurting me. He keeps pounding into me until I can feel him getting
close. “Are you close, Yas?”

“Yes, but don’t
worry about me. I already came twice. Let go and come for me Scott.”

He thrusts into me
again and then he lets out a roar as he comes hard, biting into the
top of my shoulder. He is jerking so hard that his legs go out and I
lose my grip on the glass as he leans forward and we tumble onto the
shower seat. “Fuck, I have never come that hard in my life.” He
plants kisses along my spine as he turns us so that he is sitting on
the seat with me on his lap. “Did I hurt you, Yas? I know it was
rough.” He looks so worried.

“No, Scott. You
didn’t hurt me. I would have told you if you were hurting me. And
you would have stopped.” He nods earnestly and I continue. “I’ll
probably be a little sore tomorrow but it’s alright. Plus, now
you’ve marked me again, which is pretty hot. I love the fact that I
made you so out of control. That you wanted me so bad.”

“I want you more than
I have ever wanted anyone, ever. I don’t know how I got lucky
enough to have you.” He stands up with me in his arms and I reach
over to turn off the shower. “Can you grab the towels?” he asks
as he bumps open the shower door with his shoulder and steps into the
bathroom. He pauses by the stack of towels and I pick them up. He
carries me into the bedroom and I lay the towels on the bed. He puts
me down on top of them and then lies on his side next to me.

* * *

Scott

I’m lying here in a
bed in an Extreme WOW Suite at The W with this amazing woman who just
made me come so hard that I nearly blacked out. I prop my head up on
my hand and look down at her. Her skin is still glistening with
droplets of water from the shower. It’s so sexy. She’s so sexy. I
bend down and lick the water from her breast. She arches up and gives
me one of those moans I love much. I lean over her further and lick
the other one dry too. “You are so beautiful.”

She reaches up to push
my hair of off my forehead. She runs her finger across the barbell in
my eyebrow. “You make me feel like I am. Thank you for that.”

“You don’t have to
thank me for telling you the truth, Yas. I meant it.” I sit up and
start using the extra towels to dry her off, starting with her legs.
By the time I reach her face, I see the tears falling from her eyes.
“Yas? What’s wrong?”

“No one except my
parents has ever said that I was beautiful and made me feel like they
meant it before. I mean, yeah guys have said it. But, I knew that
they just wanted to get with me.”

“Well, I also want to
get with you
as often
as I can.” I tell her, trying to lighten her mood. “But that’s
not why I said that to you. You are a truly beautiful person, inside
and out. I am humbled by the fact that you want to be with me. That
you are here with me, helping me and giving me strength.”

Tears start to glisten
in her eyes again as she says, “There is no place that I would
rather be. I love you, Scott.”

I look into her eyes
and know that she means it. I also know that it’s time to tell her
the truth. “I love you too, Yas. More than I ever thought that I
could love someone.”

She slowly sits up and
kisses me. It is sweet but passionate at the same time. I move my
hands into her wet hair as she runs hers up and down my biceps. We
kiss until we’re both panting and then I gently lay her down in the
middle of the bed. “I want to make love to you, Yasmin.”

She nods yes and points
to the bedside table. I see that she put some condoms there, too, and
I chuckle. She really is the best girlfriend ever and not just
because of the condoms.

I rip one off and slide
it over my erection. Her legs are open for me already so I lean over
and guide myself in slowly. I’m afraid that she might still be too
sore for me but she thrusts her hips up, letting me know that she’s
not hurting. I move in her slowly, raining kisses up and down her
neck. She wraps her legs around my waist and pulls me closer. I’m
not going to rush this time and she knows it. Her hands lightly
scratch my back as I keep up my rhythm. “You feel so good inside of
me, Scott.”

“In all of my
experimenting, I never made love to a woman, Yasmin. I didn’t ever
want to go slow before. But, now that I’m inside of you like this
and knowing that you love me, I want to be like this with you often.
I mean, I also want to take you hard. I don’t think that will
change. But, that can be making love too and not just fucking, can’t
it?” I ask her, hoping that she wants that too.

“Because we love each
other, I think whenever we’re together, however it is, it’ll be
making love.”

Fuck, that’s hot.
Like, really hot. Who knew that being in love and having the person
you are in love with talking about it could be an erotic experience?
Maybe a lot of people, but never me. All I can think about is making
her come so I tilt my head down and suck her nipple into my mouth,
feeling her start to writhe beneath me. I nibble and suck at her
breasts, taking turns while she starts to move faster. She’s close.
I go up on my knees pulling her hips up with my hands, while still
bending forward and tonguing her nipples. The new angle has her
thrusting her hips into me and as I bite down on her soft flesh, she
goes over the edge, shaking and clawing at my chest. Seeing her like
that is too much for me and I follow her over. I think I did black
out this time because I don’t remember rolling off of her. When I
open my eyes we are lying next to each other, panting hard.

“This making love
thing is not too bad,” she says, laughing. I look over at her and
laugh along with her.

We order room service
and eat it in bed, wearing the hotel robes. After, we lie on our
sides facing each other. We talk and kiss and caress each other into
the night. Normally, I would be jumping her. But tonight, I just want
this.

Yasmin

I wake up wrapped in
Scott’s arms. I can’t believe that he actually told me that he
loved me last night. Scott Griffin loves
me
,
hips and all. In fact, I think he loves my hips the most. That
thought brings a smile to my face.

“What are you smiling
about? Are you thinking of my cock again?” He tilts his hips into
me so I can feel his erection. “Because it is definitely thinking
of you.”

“I can feel that and
as much as I love that part of your body, I wasn’t thinking of it
when you caught me smiling.”

“Then what were you
thinking of?” he asks as he moves over me and starts kissing my
neck.

“Honestly? I was
thinking about how great it feels to have you say that you love me.”
His mouth stills on my neck as I continue. “Oh, and also about how
I think you love my hips the best.”

He lifts his head to
look into my eyes and his are sparkling with amusement. “I don’t
think I have a favorite part of you, but your hips would definitely
be a contender if I did.” I lean up and kiss him lightly on the
lips and then he adds. “It feels great to know that you love me
too, Yas. Really great.”

I kiss him again, more
passionately this time and one thing leads to another. When we are
done and trying to catch our breath, Scott looks over at the clock
and says that we need to get a move on. “As much as I would love to
stay in this bed, I want to show you my city today. I want to
experience it through your eyes.”