Gaming for Love by Crystal Perkins

“This
looks great. Thanks again for having me over,” I tell her, kissing
her forehead. If I kiss her lips right now neither one of us will be
eating dinner.
    * * *
    Yasmin
    What a disaster. I
don’t know what I did, but obviously I‘m boring Scott and he is
not into me. I mean, he didn’t even hear me talking to him and then
he kissed me on the forehead .
Now, he picked the furthest stool possible from me and angled his
body away from me. He doesn’t need to worry. I can take a hint.
We‘ll eat and then he can get out of here and find someone who
interests him. I should have known better than to think that he would
really want to be with me.
    Maybe I should have
worn something sexier, but I was in jeans and a t-shirt when he
kissed me yesterday. Obviously, I’m the problem. I just need to
make it through dinner and then go cry in my room. Because, although
we haven’t known each other long, I know that I am going to cry
over this man.
    “This is really
good,” Scott says, still facing away from me.
    “Thanks,” I mumble
back.
    He must hear something
in my voice because he turns toward me with a worried look on his
face. “Is everything okay?”
    He’s really going to
ask me that after he tunes me out and then won’t even sit next to
me much less look at me? What the fuck? “No, Scott, everything is not okay!” I jump
off the stool and face him. “I thought that this was a date. I thought that you were
into me. But it took less than ten minutes in my house before you
were tuning me out and sitting as far from me as possible. You
haven’t even looked at me once since you started eating. Why did
you come here, Scott? You asked me if we could see each other today. I told you I was fine with
going out if you didn’t want to come over. It’s obvious that you
want to leave, so why don’t you? Just go and find someone who you want to be with.”
He sits there staring at me, not saying a word. Tears are now
threatening to spill out of my eyes and I realize that I need to get
away from him.
    “Just show yourself
out!” I cry as I start to run from the kitchen.
    * * *
    Scott
    I am momentarily
shocked as Yas yells at me and then my stomach drops as she starts to
leave the kitchen. Jesus, she really thinks that I don’t want to be here with her. That couldn’t be
further from the truth. I sat away from her because I wanted to eat
this dinner she cooked for me. I knew that if I sat close to her and
breathed in her scent, I would throw her onto the island and take her
fast and rough. That’s how hard I am for her right now.
    I grab her hand as she
runs by me and place it on my crotch. “I want to be with you. Feel
how much I want to be with you.” Her eyes grow wide and her lips
part as she feels how much I want her. “When you bent over to get
the chicken out, I wanted to grab you and take you from behind hard .
I sat away from you so that I could control myself enough to eat this
wonderful meal that you cooked for me. I’m sorry that I made you
feel unwanted. Know that I can’t imagine a time when I will not
want you. I want you so bad it literally hurts.”
    She strokes my cock
through my shorts. “It hurts?”
    “Yeah, I’m so hard
that it hurts,” I growl out as she continues her slow torture.
    “Can we go the
bedroom or does it have to be in here?” she asks, biting her bottom
lip.
    “What?” Now it’s
my eyes that go wide.
    She takes a deep
breath. “I want you to live out your fantasies, within
my boundaries , but I would like our first time to be in a
bed. Will that work for you?”
    “Oh, hell yeah. That
works. And I want you to stop me if something isn’t good for you.
Promise me that, Yas. I promise you that I won’t be upset if you don’t like something that I want to
do.”
    “Oh. Well maybe we
should talk about this. I mean, I’m pretty tame when it comes to
sex and there are some things that I just won’t do. I would rather
tell you now.”
    “Okay, go for it.
Tell me what