Gaming for Love (11 page)

I lift her right leg up
and contemplate removing her heels. I decide to leave them on but
start kissing her ankle above the strap. I move up to her calf and a
shiver runs through her. I look up to see her eyes, dark and hooded,
watching me. “You like to watch me put my mouth on you Yas?” I
ask as I move up and turn her knee to kiss the sensitive spot on the
back.

“Y-yes,” she
stammers.

“Good. I like you
watching me.” I reach her thighs but instead of going higher, I
drop her leg and grab the left one, making the same trail up her leg.
This time when I reach her thigh, I don’t stop this time as I kiss,
lick and suck on her supple flesh. I go back and forth between the
two and she is in a frenzy by the time I pause.

“Please Scott, if you
don’t want to go down on me that’s fine, but at least touch me.
Please
.” Just like
my please had an effect on her, hers affects me too. I pause and look
up at her, see the begging in her eyes and I know that I am going to
use my mouth, tongue
and
fingers
to take care of her ache. As I am bending down, I realize that I am
not just doing this for her. I
do
want to taste her. I’m not going to say it like in a cheesy romance
novel, but I want it just the same and I can show her just how much.

* * *

Yasmin

After I beg him to
touch me, I see Scott lower his head. A second later, his tongue
slides over my slit and his mouth sucks my clit in. I fly up off the
bed so he moves a hand up to rest on my stomach, holding me down. His
other hand moves to my center and he slips a finger in. He moves it
in and out in time with his tongue swirling and his mouth sucking. My
hands are twisted in that silky hair of his and I scratch his skull
as he takes me higher. I am getting closer when he slides a second
finger in, twists them both and bites down on my clit at the same
time. I scream his name and come harder than I ever have in my life.
My orgasm goes on and on, probably because it
has
been so long and my body needed the release. He keeps licking and
sucking and pumping, going slower and gentler as I finally come back
down.

He lifts his head,
smiling like the Cheshire Cat and starts moving up my body, kissing
my stomach and then biting my hip, hard. I yelp and he starts kissing
and licking it to make it better.

“I’m sorry. I have
just been wanting to mark you and I knew you wouldn’t like it on
your neck where everyone could see.”

“Mark me? Am I yours
now?” I smile at him lazily, still sated from my two orgasms.

“I hope so. Will you
be mine?” he asks, looking me in the eye.

“Yes. If you’ll be
mine. Do I get to mark you too? I mean it’s my turn, right?” I
ask, sitting up.

“Fuck yeah, Yas. You
can mark me anywhere.” He moves over me and lays down on the bed
with his arms behind his head.

“Hmm. You are wearing
too many clothes for me to decide where yet.” I say as I reach for
his belt buckle. I pull his shorts and boxer briefs off together
because I’m impatient. I can see him in his underwear later. He
kicks off his shoes and is totally bare to
me
now.

I take him all in and
he is so hot and beautiful that I think my eyes are going to
permanently cross. His chest and abs lead into those perfect “V”
oblique muscles and then down to his thatch of black hair. Pointed
straight out at me is a magnificent cock. It’s big, but not scary
big, and thick. My mouth is literally watering at the sight but I
make myself keep looking. His thighs are leanly muscled like the rest
of him and he has light hair on his legs, just like on his chest. I
am SO glad that he is not hairy. A little hair is okay, but I am not
a fan of hairy guys. I want to touch and kiss him everywhere but
first I have something that I need to tell him.

“Scott?” I look him
in the eyes and continue. “Thank you for…well for…you know.”
I blush and look down.

He rears up to sitting
and tilts my chin up to look in his eyes again. “You don’t have
to thank me, Yas. I didn’t do that just for you.” He holds up a
hand when I open my mouth. “And that’s all I’m going to say
about it. But don’t be surprised if I do it again.” His eyes,
which are incredibly dark now, sparkle as I push him back down.

I kiss and lick both of
his nipples for a few minutes as he growls and plays with my hair and
then trail kisses down his ribs and abs. I lick both of his obliques
and he comes up off the bed. “Easy. I have barely even started.”
I tease him with a version of his own words.

I could kiss up and
down his legs like he did to me but I don’t have his patience. I
kneel down between his legs and bend over. I see the pre cum
glistening on the tip of his cock and I look up at him as I lick it
off. His eyes are so dark green that they are almost black and his
fists are now clenched tightly in my comforter, twisting it. I move
my head back down and lick him from base to tip and then take him
into my mouth. I fist my hand around the bottom of him and move it in
time with my mouth. Almost immediately, he starts thrusting into me.
I reach down with my other hand and massage his balls. I can feel him
getting closer when he wrenches me off of him.

“I need to be inside
of you now,” he growls as he flips me onto my back in the middle of
the bed. He starts to leave me and I protest. “I need to get
condoms out of my pocket, Yas.”

“In the bedside
table. I just bought some today,” I pant.

He opens the drawer and
draws out a strip. “Some? You must have over 100 in here. Feeling
optimistic?”

“I didn’t know what
kind you would like,” I say defensively, then add. “But yes, I
was hoping that you would want me more than once tonight.”

“I like whatever will
get me inside of you. Brands and styles don’t matter. And I plan to
be inside of you as much as you’ll let me tonight. You said it’s
been awhile for you and it has been for me too. So, I’m not sure
how many times we can go and still be walking tomorrow. But, I’m
game if you are.” He quickly covers himself.

“You better not leave
this bed unless you’re crawling out of it,” I shoot back and
reach for him while I spread my legs wide.

I position him at my
entrance and he starts to slowly move inside while holding himself up
above me. It hurts a little since it’s been so long and I
involuntarily flinch.

“Are you okay?” he
asks, stopping. Worry is in his eyes and all I want to see is desire.
I am already adjusting to him and the pain is going away.

“Yes, I just had to
get used to you. Please start moving.” I know that I have begged a
bunch of times already tonight, but I don’t feel self-conscious
with him.

“You don’t have to
beg for anything from me, Yas. If you want something just tell me and
I’ll give it to you. I mean it. I’m not just talking about when
we are in bed, either.”

His words bring tears
to my eyes. “Me too,” I sniffle. “I’ll give you anything I
can. And don’t look so worried, these are happy tears. Now, I am
going to ask you again without begging. Can you start moving? I’m
going crazy here.”

“Your wish is my
command,” he says as he thrusts into me fully. I arch into him and
start meeting him thrust for thrust as I wrap my legs around him and
use my heels to urge him on. He is still being too gentle although I
can feel myself building. I want more.

“Harder, Scott,
harder
.”

“You sure?”

“Yes, fuck me hard. I
need it.” This spurs him on and he drives me hard into the bed,
gripping my hips to hold me in place. I feel like my bed is going to
collapse any minute now.

“I’m close, Yas.
Where are you?” he asks between kisses.

“I’m getting
there.” That must not be the right answer because he removes his
mouth from mine and bends down to latch it on my breast. He also
takes one hand off my hip and moves it down between us. The
sensations of his cock pounding into me, his mouth sucking and
nibbling my nipple, and his fingers circling my clit send me skyward.
I come screaming his name and then reach out and bite his shoulder,
hard.

That sends him over
with me. “Fuck Yas! Fuuckk!” he yells as his body shakes along
with mine.

He collapses on me and
immediately apologizes. “I’ll get off of you in a minute, baby. I
can’t move yet.” I run my fingers up and down his spine.

“Take your time. I’m
not going anywhere. Oh and I’m sorry about your shoulder.” I add
as I look at the teeth marks I have left in him. I’m surprised that
I didn’t break the skin.

* * *

Scott

I look over when Yas
apologizes and see the mark forming over the imprints of her teeth on
my shoulder. I lift up a little and smile down at her. “I told you
to mark me wherever you wanted. And that was one of the hottest
things I have ever experienced. Leading into what I can honestly say
was the most intense orgasm that I have ever felt.”

She smiles up at me
shyly. “Really?”

“Was it not that good
for you?” I ask her, frowning.

“Umm, hello. You made
me come three times and the last time was so intense that I bit you.
It was more than good, it was fucking amazing.” She kisses me and I
feel myself getting hard again inside of her.

I jump up because I
need to get the used condom off of me—and put a new one on so I can
start round 2. If she’s ready, that is. “I need to get this
condom off. I know you could feel me getting hard. I’ve never
recovered this fast but I am more than happy to have you again if
you’re ready. If you’re not, we can wait.” I head to her
bathroom while I wait for her answer.

“I’m ready, but
this time I want to
have you
.”
she yells to me.

“Have me?” I ask as
I walk back in the room.

“Yes, I want to ride
your cock. Can I?” She has a condom in her hand already and is
tearing it open.

“I’m pretty sure
you know the answer to that question,” I tell her as I climb onto
the bed and rollover onto my back.

“Oh, I think I do,”
she says as she leans over to roll the condom on my now fully hard
erection. She straddles me and sinks down onto me slowly. She is so
hot and wet for me, like she was the first time. And so tight. I
slide in easier this time but her walls are still hugging me tightly.

“God, you feel so
good.”

“So do you,” she
tells me as she moves faster rolling her hips back and forth as she
rides me. I pull her down a little so that my mouth can play with her
tits. The angle pushes her clit against my cock as it moves in and
out. She puts her hands behind me and holds onto her headboard as she
moves faster and harder on me, close to her release.

“Scott!” she yells
out as her body starts shaking and her walls start milking me from
the inside. “Yes, oh God, yes.” And then, she screams again.

I tighten my grip on
her hips and thrust up into her as hard as I can. I’m a little
worried about hurting her but I know it won’t be long. My spine is
tingling and my balls are tightening. And then, I’m going over the
edge, my body as still as it can be while my cock is jerking inside
of her.

I’m in trouble, big
trouble, because that time was even better than the first and I can’t
imagine that being with Yasmin will ever be less than amazing.

Yasmin

I wake up blissfully
sore with my head on Scott’s chest and his arms around me. I don’t
know what time it is and I’m not sure that I care. We were together
four times before falling asleep and then woke each other up another
two times in the middle of the night. We used our hands and mouths on
each other those times but the orgasms were no less explosive. The
man is a sex God and by his reactions to me, I think that I may be a
sex Goddess.

“What are you smiling
about?” that sexy voice asks me. “Are you thinking about my
cock?”

I tip my head up and
see his matching smile staring back at me. “Yes, I am. Your mouth,
too.” I should be embarrassed to be saying that but, after last
night—and early this morning—I’m feeling bold.

I stretch and turn to
get up. “Where are you going? I thought we couldn’t leave the bed
until we were crawling out of it,” Scott protests.

“I know, but that was
because I was a little distracted and not thinking about work.” I
let the sheet slide off of me and head toward the bathroom.

“Play hooky. You’re
the boss. You can take a day off.”

I want to, I really do
but I know that I can’t. “I can’t. I want to but I really
can’t. Besides, don’t you want to work on your secret project?”

He chuckles. “It’s
not really a secret and yes, I do want to work on it. But for the
first time that I can remember, I would rather be somewhere else than
in front of a computer.”

“I would rather be
with you too, but I really have to go in. First, I need to shower.”

“What a coincidence.
I need a shower, too.” He smirks and starts to get up.

“Oh no. If you come
in here with me, we will never leave. Plus you have no clothes here.”
I put my hands flat on his chest to keep some distance between us as
he steps up to me.

“You don’t want to
shower with me?” He turns on puppy dog eyes—a look I haven’t
seen on him before—and pouts.

“After last night,
you
know
that I would
love to do pretty much anything with you that involves no clothes.
But, we can’t this morning.” It’s hard to stay firm when I have
my hands on him, but I have to. An idea comes to me and I tell him,
“How about I come by your place after work and we can take a
nighttime shower there and try out
your
bed.”

He looks scared and
takes a step back. “No. I told you that I don’t let anyone but my
family into my place.”