Gaming for Love by Crystal Perkins Page B

tongue over it. His hands have finally found my
breasts and his thumbs are running over my pebbled nipples through my
shirt.
    “I promised that I
would do whatever you wanted me to do from those romance books of
yours. So tell me, what do you want?” he whispers huskily into my
ear as I arch into his hands. He nuzzles my neck and I love the feel
of his eyebrow piercing as it rubs against my shoulder while his lips
feather over my neck.
    I don’t answer. I
can’t. What I want is to have his mouth on me. Licking my clit and
fucking me with his tongue. That’s what I want. But, how can I ask
for that?
    “Baby, tell me. Don’t
be embarrassed. Tell me what those book boys do to drive you ladies
wild.” His lips leave my skin as he looks into my eyes.
    “They-they. Oh hell,
they like to go down on the women and make sure that they come a few
times before they, you know, have sex.” I’m blushing now and
looking at the ground as his hands go still on my breasts.
    “Seriously. They
really do that?”
    Now I am completely
mortified. “Yes, yes, they do. But you don’t have to. Just forget
that I said it. Just, just do what you want. Or don’t.” I try to
move away from him but he grabs my waist.
    “I never said that I
didn’t want to do that or that I wouldn’t do it. I’m just
surprised. Most of the girls I’ve been with, I was just in it for
me and they didn’t seem to be upset about it because they liked my
fingers and cock just fine. I have gone down on girls before. Not a lot, but I’ve done it when I was
going through my experimental phase. I don’t hate it, but it has
never been something I love or think about doing. I didn’t realize
so many women wanted that. It just hasn’t been my experience.”
    Again, I try to get
away from him so that he doesn’t see me die of embarrassment right
here in front of him. And again, he doesn’t let me. “I told you I don’t need you to do it. In fact, I don’t want you to do it. It shouldn’t be a chore. You should do
it because you want to. If you do it just because I want you to, I’ll
be able to tell and it won’t be good.” I can’t meet his eyes
and I just want to get past this.
    “You do want me to or you wouldn’t be so upset,” he says moving his mouth
to my ear. “Tell me what they say in the books about why they want
to do it.”
    I shake my head no. I
am not going to tell him that. Sure, the women in the private romance
groups I belong to online talk about it a lot and even make special
posts with passages that they like. But there is no way I want to say
it to him.
    “Tell me, Yas. Tell
me what they say in those books that turns you on. Please.”
    He looks sincere, so I
answer honestly. “They say that they want to taste them and that
they love the taste of them.”
    “Of their pussies?”
    “And their mouths,
skin, breasts. They like the taste of all of them.”
    “Well, I’m already
addicted to the taste of your mouth and your skin. My mouth is
watering thinking about your breasts, too. So, how about I taste
those and more of your beautiful body. If my mouth ends up between
your thighs, then I’ll try to make it good for you. Okay?” he
asks as he starts to pull my shirt up. I nod as I help him pull it up
over my head.

Chapter 10
    Scott
    When Yas’s shirt
comes off, I nearly lose my mind. Her full breasts are barely encased
in a blue strapless bra. I can see her nipples poking through the
fabric. I can’t stop myself from leaning over and sucking the left
one into my mouth through her bra.
    “Scott,” she moans
arching into me. My name has never sounded sexier.
    “You like this,
baby?” I ask while moving on to her right breast to give it some
attention. I give it a little bite when she doesn’t answer me right
away and she rocks her hips into me. “I guess that’s a yes.” I
chuckle.
    “Yes, don’t stop.”
    “I have a dilemma
now.” I say as I take a step back and look at her breast
thoughtfully.
    “What?