Gaming for Love (28 page)

The restaurant is
really good and sitting in the treehouse is pretty cool. I can tell
that Yas likes it too. We haven’t talked much yet, but after the
waiter brings out our warm butter cake to share, I know that it’s
time for me to tell her how I feel.

I take her hand. “Yas,
I want you to know that I love you. You mean more to me than anyone
ever has. I know that I hurt you and that I was…am…pretty fucked
up. You know that I have been working on getting better and I think
that I have. Obviously I am far from done, but I have come to realize
some things. I know that I am a pretty good guy who cares about the
people he loves and does what he can to help others. I also know that
being smart and nerdy is not bad. I can be loved by someone just as I
am. I deserve that kind of love. The love that you give me. I can’t
promise to never be scared, but I am confident that I can stay calm
and listen to what you have to say before lashing out again. You are
my everything and I don’t want to be without you in my life.”

She reaches out and
places her hands over mine on the table. “I love you too, Scott. I
was hurt by you, but I’ve already told you that I forgive you. I
also understand why it was so hard for you to believe in me. I really
needed you to believe in me and I can honestly say that I think you
do now. I love the smart and nerdy side of you. It’s pretty fucking
sexy. You are my everything, too, and I don’t want to be without
you, either.”

“Thank you for not
making me grovel. I would have gotten down on my knees in front of
this entire restaurant if I had to.”

“We promised each
other that we would never have to beg. I don’t need you to. What I
do need you to do is pay for our dinner so you can take me home and
make love to me. It’s been too long.”

I throw some money on
the table and practically run to the valet parking, pulling Yas along
with me. We get in the car and I force myself to drive the speed
limit. We’re holding hands while I drive, just like we used to. I’m
so hard that it physically hurts and I’m glad that I won’t be
taking care of it myself again, like I’ve been doing for the past 5
weeks. I want to be inside Yas. I
need
to be inside Yas. The way she is squeezing my hand and squirming in
her seat, I know that she wants that too.

We get to the house and
I park, get out and open her door as fast as humanly possible. She
jumps out and immediately reaches up to kiss me, sucking on my
tongue. She slides her leg up to my hip, grinding against me. It
takes an amount of willpower that I didn’t know I had to not take
her right here up against the car. I reach my hands under her ass and
lift her up. She wraps her legs around my waist and I start walking
to the front door. She moves her mouth to my neck so that I can see
as I walk. She is kissing and sucking and oh shit, biting me and I
almost lose control. But, I don’t want to give her neighbors a show
and even though the house is set back from the street, I won’t take
that chance. I take out my keys and get the door open. I start to
walk to the bedroom but she stops me.

* * *

Yas

“Take me here, Scott.
I’ve always wanted to have you take me against a wall.”

“You never told me,
baby. I would have done that for you anytime. How do you want it?”

“I want to have my
legs wrapped around you while you slam me into the wall. Then, when I
come, I want you to flip me around and take me from behind. The way
you like it. And call me baby again. I love hearing you say that and
it’s been too long.”

He walks me to the wall
next to the fireplace. “I like it any way with you,
baby
.”
He leans me against the wall and I work on his belt buckle and
zipper. Then, I push his pants and briefs down while he sucks on my
neck. He’s going to mark me with how hard as he’s sucking and I
want it. I want to have his mark on me. He stops long enough to help
me get his pants, briefs and suit jacket off. “Now, it’s my
turn.” He reaches under my dress and stills when he realizes that
there is nothing to remove. “Fuck, baby, you’ve been bare under
that dress all night? So, you knew that you were going to let me come
back here and make love to you?”

“I knew last night.”
I manage to get out as he slides his fingers into me and starts
biting my nipple through the fabric of my dress. I unbutton his shirt
but don’t try to slide it off. “I wanted you last night but I
needed you to say what you had to first. I had to hear those words
from you before I could give you my body again.” I arch as he
twists his fingers and I almost come, but I need him inside of me. “I
need you now, Scott.”

“I need a condom.”
he says, lifting his mouth from my dress.

“No, I went on the
pill a few weeks ago. I’m clean and I know you said that you got
tested before we met. I want you bare inside me. I want to really
feel you.”

He removes his fingers
from me and finds the zipper on my dress. He pulls it down and then
slides the sleeve of my dress down along with the top of my dress. “I
haven’t been with a woman without a condom. Ever,” he says as he
guides himself to my entrance with one hand while holding me up with
the other. “I may not last long so I’m going to play with your
tits while I take you. I want to play with your clit too but I need
to brace myself on the wall so I can take you hard like I need to. I
may need you to touch yourself if I am getting too close and you
aren’t. Will you do that for me, baby, will you take yourself over
if I need you to?”

“Yes.” I manage to
get out as he slams into me. Oh my God, I missed his cock.

He’s licking and
sucking on my nipples as he pounds into me. It feels so good. Then he
starts talking against my breasts. He knows I love his dirty talk.
“You like it baby? You like my cock in you, fucking you hard? I
know you do. Your pussy is so wet for me. When we’re done here, I’m
going to take you to the shower and clean us both off. It’s going
to be a quick shower while I soap you up and touch you everywhere.
Then, I’m going to lie down on your bed and you are going to get on
top of me and we are going to sixty nine.” I jerk at the thought,
getting close. His words are spurring me on, making me start meeting
him as he thrusts into me. I’m not going to need my fingers. The
pressure is building already. “Would you like that? Having my cock
in your mouth while I lick and suck your pussy and clit?”

“Yes, oh fuck, yes,
Pretty Boy. Yes to all of it.” I tell him and as he shifts so that
my clit rubs against him, he bites my nipple and I am gone. I thrash
against him and scream his name as he continues to thrust hard and
I’m not sure that I will come down anytime soon. He waits as long
as he can with me before sliding out and moving us sideways so that
I’m in front of the mantle, holding on to it. He pulls my dress
from my hips and enters me again from behind. His hands are on my
breasts now, kneading and pinching as he kisses the back of my neck.

“It feels so good to
be inside of you like this, with nothing between us,” he tells me
between kisses.

“Yes, it does. Your
cock belongs in me and I love feeling you like this. You’re so hard
for me and it’s making me wetter.” He likes dirty talk, too, and
he’s moving faster and faster as I talk, moving his hands from my
breasts to my hips so that he can hold me as he starts to lose
control. “After we sixty nine and you come in my mouth, I’m going
to lick your tattoos while you recover. I have missed them and I want
my tongue on them, all over them. When you’re ready for me, I’m
going to climb on your cock and ride you the way that I like.” I
know he’s close so I turn my head and bite into his bicep. That’s
all it takes. He growls and then comes hard. Yelling out my name
along with a string of curse words. His legs start to give out and I
let go of the mantle as he lowers us both to the ground, turning me
as we go. We’re lying face to face, breathing hard.

“Damn, Yas. That
was…that was…”

“Amazing,” I finish
for him. “Just like it always is.”

“Yeah, it always is.”
He smiles and kisses me softly and then turns serious. “I have
missed you so much, Yas. And I don’t mean just for this. Although,
I won’t lie, I missed this a lot.”

“I missed you, too.”

We lie there for a
little while, just kissing lightly and caressing each other on the
living room floor. When he has his strength back, Scott stands me up
with him and then picks me up in his arms, carrying me to the shower.
We do all of the things that we promised each other that we would and
then fall asleep in each other’s arms.

Scott

I wake up the morning
after our night together happier than I can ever remember being. I am
happier than when I was with Yas before, even. I know that I deserve
her love now and I trust her. I am worthy of her and she makes me
feel like I can do anything. I need her to go with me to Chicago
again in a few weeks and I’m going to talk to her about it this
morning. First, I want to make her breakfast. I slide out from under
her and watch her move onto her stomach as she makes herself
comfortable in her sleep.

When I come back in
with the omelets and toast that I made, she’s still asleep. I wore
my girl out last night. Hell, I wore myself out. My adrenaline is
pumping, wanting to talk to her about Chicago, which is the only
thing keeping me awake. I don’t know why I’m worried. She loves
me and I am pretty sure that she will agree to go with me. But, I
can’t calm down because I need her there with me, maybe even more
than I needed her at the trial.

I feather kisses along
her spine, waking her slowly. “Hey, baby, I made you some
breakfast. Hope you don’t mind me using your kitchen.”

“It’s really your
kitchen now, so you don’t have to ask.” I freeze as I take in her
words.

“My kitchen?” I
swallow, trying to calm my racing heart. She knows.

Yas turns over and
looks me in the eye. “It
was
you who bought my house, wasn’t it?”

“Yes,” I admit
because I am not going to lie to her. “Are you mad?”

“Did I seem mad last
night?” she teases, sitting up.

“No, no you didn’t.”
I smile back and kiss her.

“Thank you, Scott.
And thanks for everything else that you did.”

“How much do you
know? Did Erika tell you? Sean and I were surprised that she could
keep it from you for so long.”

“Erika didn’t tell
me. When I got the letter saying that your family’s company had
bought my strip mall and were lowering the rent, the pieces started
coming together. I knew that things seemed too good to be true. I
can’t believe that you did all of that for me. How
did
you do it?”

“My family all took
on a part of the plan. We all have our strengths and when we come
together, it can be pretty awesome.”

“It
is
awesome. And you were the mastermind of it all, I hear?” I nod with
a smirk. “Who knew that you were so talented at world domination or
at least bookstore rescue? I mean, I know that you are a computer
genius and have other, exceptional skills that I am lucky enough to
be the recipient of, but what you did for me is beyond anything that
I could have imagined. What did I do to deserve you?”

I answer her honestly.
“You loved me, Yas. You love me. And there is no one that I would
rather share my exceptional, as you call them, skills with. But,
before I share them again, you need to eat this breakfast that I
slaved over a hot stove to make you.”

She kisses me lightly
before saying. “Yes sir, Mr. Griffin. Give me my omelet.” I hand
it to her and she grabs my hand. “Is there anything that you need
from me? For your therapy or anything?”

I do need something
from her. “Yes, actually, I do need something. It’s not therapy
related although Mike would like you to come in and do a session with
me if you can.”

“Of course, Scott.
Just tell me when. What else do you need?”

“I don’t know if
you remember me telling you about my family being honored by the
charity that Erin and Dave used to fund.” She nods and I continue,
“It’s in three and a half weeks and I am having a hard time with
it. Not just with going, which will be hard because we all have to
talk and I don’t know if I can do it. But, also because my sister
loved me the way I am, tattoos and piercings and all. And the PR
people are still saying that I have to cover up. I mean, I don’t
want to go in jeans and a t-shirt. I just want to not wear a tie and
keep my shirt open a little so part of my Griffin tat shows. And keep
my piercings in. My parents say that I can but I know my dad and Ryan
are working on a big deal with a conservative company. We don’t
need the money but we also can’t just stop doing deals and just
disappear from the world. So, I’m going to do it even though it’s
killing me.”

“I’m so sorry,
Scott. How can I help you?” Yas is stroking my back now.

“Can you go with me?
Having you with me always makes things better.”

“I would be honored
to go with you. But, are you sure that you want me there cramping
your style? I mean, what will all those society girls do with
themselves if they can’t get you to dance with them? I heard that
they practically rush you whenever you go to one of those things. Not
that I blame them. You know what you do to me when you wear a suit.”
She’s teasing me now, trying to lighten the mood and it’s
working.

“They can watch me
dance with the woman that I love. None of those bitches would even
give me the time of day when we were in high school together. I may
have taken one or two into a closet for some fun during college, but
they never meant anything to me. I told you last night that you mean
everything to me and I meant it.”