Game On

by Britney Bell

  She follows my lead into the room before I remove my jacket and kick my shoes off.

  “I want to get out of these clothes,” I say.

  Gaia’s head lifts, and desire burns in her eyes.

  “I mean, change into some shorts and a t-shirt, to get comfortable,” I add.

  Her laugh is soft and sweet when she speaks, and there’s that pink hue painting her cheeks that I’ve already come to love. “Oh, yes. Sure, do whatever you would like.” As she says the words, the glow turns a deeper shade of red.

  I tilt my head, watching her, sensing she meant the innuendo. Do whatever you would like.

  “I don’t think my clothes will fit you, but would you like a large t-shirt? It should cover you up.” Although covering her up is the last thing I want to do, I guess seeing her in my clothes is still a win-win. Even if we are just going to talk, she can at least be comfortable, right? Could I be so lucky that the innuendo will move a little closer to reality?

  “That would be great. Yes, please.”

  I rummage through my travel bag and pull out a shirt for her. “Here you go. You can have the bathroom to change.”

  Gaia grabs the shirt and heads in the direction of the bathroom, and I continue to look for my clothes in the bag. It takes me a little longer to find another shirt and shorts in the bottom of the bag that’s sitting on the bed. I grab them and change from my jeans into my shorts, and as soon as I pull my sweater over my head, she exits the bathroom into the small room. Gaia freezes and stares at me. Her eyes roam my shirtless body, and my dick appreciates her admiration. As her eyes move to my lower half, my cock rises to the occasion, accepting the obvious approval radiating from her. When she finally finds my dick standing at attention, her light brown eyes go dark, and her tongue darts out, licking her bottom lip.

  Fuck. As if on cue, we each take a step closer to the other, until we are toe-to-toe. No words are spoken, no words are needed. She wants me, and I sure as hell want her.

  I bring up my hands, placing them on each of her hips. The feel of her body sends an electric current down to my toes, triggering me into action. In response to my need, I turn her away from the bed so I can sit on the edge. Gaia’s now in front of me, and I slowly take in the way my shirt looks on her body. It’s long enough to cover her, leaving her long, tone legs exposed, and I have a clear view of her feet, adorable with toenails painted a bright blue. As the idea of being inside her consumes my every thought, I squeeze her hips, trying to hold back. I’m still working on containing myself when she leans down, but when she kisses me, all hell lets loose.

  Her body seems to have a need that matches mine. I wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her on top of me. Startling her, she welcomes the closeness and wraps her legs around me as she sits on top. Only my shorts and her panties keep us apart, separating us from the end goal.

  As my hands move upward, under her shirt, she deepens the kiss, telling me silently that I am headed in the right direction. I let my hands caress her back, skin to skin, until I can’t take anymore. In one swift motion, I pull her shirt off, and I am frozen in place at the sight of her tan skin against the lace of a delicate blue bra.

  “Is blue your favorite color?” I ask, thinking of things to try and slow us down just a little, so I don’t seem like a horney crazed animal going all beast mode on her and scaring her off.

  “Yes,” she replies with a little chuckle before placing her head on my shoulder.

  I reach behind her again and unclasp the bra, letting it slide down to unveil beautiful round breasts that I know will fit perfectly in my hands. Gaia arches her back, requesting for me to make a move.

  Challenge accepted.

  Both of my hands reach up to cup her breasts, and I massage them at the same time. Gaia’s moans of pleasure draw my mouth down, adding my lips to the mix of sensation I can give her. I suck each nipple, turning it into a hard, little peak, and in response, Gaia’s lower half rubs against me as if needing more contact. To confirm my thoughts, I rub the thin material at her heat and discover how damp she is for me. She needs more, and I am certainly willing to give it to her.

  Standing, I hoist Gaia up as she wraps her legs around my waist. She secures them in place around my hips, and I hold her up in my arms as I turn to gently lay her down, placing her back against the bed. She is gorgeous, splayed out in my bed, with nothing but blue, lacy panties covering her. I could stare at her body all fucking night, but my cock has different ideas.

  Where the fuck is my wallet? I need a condom.

  Gaia leans up on her elbows to watch me search on the floor for my pants. I retrieve the wallet and look back at her. She laughs and asks, “All set?”

  “Not quite,” I say while taking my shorts off. When my cock springs free, I tear the small gold packet open with my teeth. Stroking my dick, hoping for any relief, I finally sheath myself. “Now I am.”

  “About damn time. I need you, Blaze.”

  That’s all the invitation I was seeking. I lean down and remove her panties. Wetness glistens on her pussy, and her arousal makes me impossibly harder.

  God, I need to be inside her.

  Gaia’s damp entrance makes it easy to insert one finger and then two. I pump them slow and easy in and out of her to insure she is ready to take me fully. When she is on the edge of coming, I pull them out and lick them to take in the taste of her, Gaia’s brown eyes boring into me the entire time.

  “Please,” she begs.

  I climb over her and kiss her hard, letting her taste herself on my tongue. I want her to know that I am right here with her, needing her just as much as she claims to need me. Reaching between our bodies, I align us, and I tease her opening.

  My name escapes her lips again, begging me for more. I slide in and out, but then I pause, kissing her while I am seated deep inside her. The feeling is unbelievable. I have never felt this connected to a woman before.

  We move in unison together, as if we know just what the other one needs. Gaia lifts her hips slightly in time with me, making me sink even deeper. My cock pulses, and my balls tighten, and I am about to explode. A few seconds later, Gaia yells my name in her own release, and I join her with a low grunt, shooting my load into the rubber.

  Breathless, I rest on top of her momentarily, trying to calm my racing heart. Careful not to crush her, I rise upon an elbow and search her face to make sure she is okay. Her eyes are closed, a small peaceful smile on her lips. Those beautiful lips are swollen from our kisses, and my dick immediately wants more at the sight. With a soft kiss, I get up to trash the condom in the bathroom, and I bring back a warm washcloth to take care of her as well.

  As I’m cleaning her up, I realize that I only have a couple more condoms on me. When I packed for an overnight trip, I didn’t plan on having marathon sex the night I got here or with my best friend’s little sister, at that. The thought of having Luca’s sister in my bed dampens my high a little, but the sight of her lying there, her naked body wrapped in the white blanket, sends those thoughts packing.

  The rest of the night Gaia and I put the condoms to good use, and the sex is amazing. Afterwards, we hold each other because we are too exhausted to talk, and the exertion of the day wins as sleep claims us.

  Chapter 7

  Gaia

  Woken by my ringing phone, I stir in a very cozy bed, surrounded by a blanket of warm, muscular male. He’s not just any male, but the one who guaranteed that the fantasies I’ve had in my head for the last nine months were all accurately portrayed.

  The phone forgotten; I curl into his heat. In spite of my comfort, the caller is not so forgiving, and the damn thing starts ringing again, this time waking Blaze.

  “Are you going to get that?” he asks, his voice raspy and sexy.

  “I don’t want to get out of bed,” I say.

  Blaze takes that as an invitation to pull me tighter to him, but the phone rings for the third time in a row. It must be an emergency.

  “Sorry, something mu
st be really wrong,” I whisper and crawl out of bed in search of the little piece of shit interrupting us.

  As I am naked, the room is freezing. I grab the phone and rush to return to the warmth of the covers, and of Blaze wrapping me in his arms. The phone screen flashes that the caller was my mom. A new panic ignites in me, and I quickly dial her back.

  “Hello, Mom? Is everything okay?”

  “Why are you not answering your phone?”

  “I was sleeping. What is the emergency?”

  “I needed to make sure that you are bringing the Christmas panettone.”

  I relax into the bed, and as Blaze sees my relief, his look of worry dissipates, and he relaxes as well but wiggles me out of his arms as I’m talking. I guess cuddle time is over.

  “Really, Mom? Yes, I have it, and yes, I am bringing it al -” Mid-sentence I feel a movement between my legs, and a smooth wet lick to my clit makes me squeak.

  “Honey, are you okay?”

  “Yes, I am,” I choke out. “But, hey - hey, I got to go. What time is Christmas lunch again?”

  “We will eat around one o’clock. Please, don’t get lost in a book and lose track of time. By the way, Luca is bringing his friend Blaze.”

  With Blaze between my legs, it’s hard to concentrate on anything my mom is saying at all, but when I am caught off guard by his name coming up in conversation, I jerk, and my legs squeeze his head tightly before letting go. Blaze pops up to look at me, a smirk on his too handsome face.

  “Will, do, Mom. Thanks for the reminders. I got to go. Bye.” My voice is breathy as I swiftly hang up the phone, before she asks questions that I’m not going to give her the answers to, and I stare back at Blaze. “I forgot that you are coming to Christmas lunch at my parents’ house.”

  “Let’s finish that conversation, after I finish the conversation I’m having with your body at the moment.”

  After tossing my phone on the floor, I watch Blaze’s face disappear to leave me staring at the top of his head. Soft brown hair moves a little as he works my sensitive clit with his very talented mouth. The visual is as stimulating as the feel of his tongue moving against me. It is matched in sensation by his day-old stubble grazing my inner thigh. Hard and soft, scratchy and wet, the combination sends me skyward, my back arching, as my hands find their way to his hair. I hold Blaze in place and brace myself for the fall.

  When my vision returns, Blaze stares at me with a huge smile, but he looks to be lost in thought, too. He wipes his mouth on his discarded shirt that was lying around from last night and slowly climbs up my body, not breaking eye contact. When his face is close to mine, he leans and places the softest of kisses on my lips.

  “Good morning, beautiful.” Blaze’s voice is husky, and a tingle shoots straight to my core.

  “Good morning,” I whisper back, as he lays beside me.

  I turn so he can encompass me in his arm and hold me tight. As if on command, my body relaxes, and I start to doze off. The sudden realization of Blaze attending Christmas lunch makes my eyes pop open a few seconds later. Panic sets in at the idea of my brother finding out that I just fucked his best friend. Luca left home when I was fifteen, so he really hasn’t seen me date. I’m scared his reaction will not be in favor of me being involved with Blaze.

  I pat Blaze’s hand that’s placed on my belly to get his attention. “What are we going to do today? We should have thought about everything before we did... this.” When I pause, he tenses beside me.

  “We weren’t thinking, that’s what made it great. But, yeah, we need to talk through what happened, and what this looks like.”

  I cut him off with a squeeze of his hand. “Nothing can go further here, Blaze.” His sigh is a breath in my ear, and I’m not sure if it is meant to show he is disappointed or a relief. “Seriously, think about it,” I continue. “I have my shop and life here in Venice, and you have your career and life hours away in Milan. But, with as much as you travel for games, you really live all over the world. There isn’t much time for anything else.”

  Another heavy sigh releases from his lips, but this time, he pulls me in tighter, as if he doesn’t want to let me go. Oh, how I wish that was the case. Last night was amazing, and I had the best time hanging out with him yesterday. I would love to see where this could go... if only our lives were not so different.

  I wait for a minute, to see if he has any reply. His silence is my answer. “Look, let’s just call this a great night of sex and leave it be. We can go to my parents’ house separately and act like nothing happened. That way we won’t have to worry about any more awkwardness for the rest of the day, and when Christmas is over, we can go our separate ways.”

  Blaze remains silent, but his hold on me is still firmly in place. Maybe he is struggling with letting me go, as much as I hope he is, but when his response finally comes, it’s so quiet that I almost miss it. “I guess you are right.”

  After kissing me on the top of my head, Blaze gets out of bed and goes to the bathroom. When I hear the water turn on, I drag myself out reluctantly, put my clothes on, and walk out the door.

  Chapter 8

  Blaze

  She’s gone.

  Fuck!

  I really didn’t think this through. I have never had a relationship past three dates. Yeah, I really don’t know what I am doing, but then again, I can’t have a relationship, just like Gaia pointed out. There is no time for anything other than soccer in my life.

  Wiping my wet hair with a towel, I stare at my bed where the sheets are still messed up from the most amazing sex I have ever had, but I only feel alone. I miss Gaia already, and she hasn’t even been gone ten minutes.

  I guess I will go along with this charade for Gaia’s family and act as if nothing happened between us, but it doesn’t set well with me. I have an incredible urge to have her on my arm and stand next to me proudly.

  The next few hours seem to drag by as I pack, mope and wait around to see Gaia again. Only having two days off for Christmas sucks. Yesterday was a great day, and I’m sure today with Gaia will be as well, but I wish I could have a few more with her. Finally, when it’s time to go, it’s only a short walk to her parents’ house, hopefully the walk will calm my nerves. It’s going to be nearly impossible being right next to her and unable to reach out and touch her.

  I arrive, and the welcome committee is there with open arms. Gaia comes out of what I assume is the kitchen door, and she is wiping her hands on a towel. Her father greets me with a handshake and a stern slap on the shoulder, and her mom brings me in to kiss both of my cheeks. Gaia surprises me herself, with kisses on both cheeks too, but they are much different than her mother’s. Gaia’s seem to linger, and each kiss sends a shock to my dick.

  Fuck, this is going to be a long day, but there's nowhere else I'd rather spend Christmas!

  Mr. and Mrs. Giovati inform me that Luca has not arrived yet from Milan, and they give Gaia instructions to show me around the house. It’s a cozy Italian home with bright, white walls and large windows to bring in the light. The effect makes the rooms seem bigger than what they actually are. I try to picture a little Gaia and Luca running up and down the stairs, all over the living room or their bedrooms. I wonder if Gaia ever stared up at the dark, wood beams above her bed, dreaming of a big world and endless possibilities.

  The feel of a cool hand under my sweater brings my attention back to the current moment. I glance toward Gaia at my side, and her smile is bright, but there is a sadness in her eyes that I long to make disappear. Reaching around her waist, I pull her closer to me. My other hand caresses the back of her neck, and I can’t help but lean down to her for a kiss. The kiss is all too brief, as it’s interrupted by cheers from downstairs. I guess Luca has finally arrived. I’m sure it’s just like when I go home for a visit, he’s away so much, each time he returns it’s full on celebration.

  Not that I want to take Gaia back down to where I can’t touch her, but I know we have to rejoin her family. She starts
to walk away, but I grab her hand, yank her back to me, and give her one final, memorable kiss.

  Heading back down the stairs, Gaia’s cheeks are a pretty pink, and her lips are plump. I smile and chuckle under my breath, satisfied that I did that to her. The sexy sway of her ass in front of me widens my cocky smirk because I’ve had those perfect round globes in the palms of my hands. I’d like to feel them again, and my dick agrees. I want that ass all to myself again. By the time we hit the bottom step, my dick is rock-hard. It’s payback for having dirty thoughts of her while only a few steps away from her family.

  Damn it!

  Grabbing Gaia’s shirt, I tug her back into me, whispering, “Stay right in front of me for a minute.”

  I press even closer, so Gaia can feel the reason I need her to stay close. She responds with a light giggle of her own. Thank God, we come down a set of stairs that have landed us in the kitchen, so I do have a moment to recover. Random thoughts do the trick, as long as they aren’t about Gaia.

  Lunch is soon served, and as I am sitting directly in front of Gaia, I realize how quickly the day has passed. The happy moment is about to be over, and I will have to go back to reality. Even while I am in the midst of this family’s great company, a feeling of loneliness sets in because I know that I will not be able to spend time with Gaia anymore.

  We look up at each other from across the table, and I swear she has the same lonely look in her eyes that I know is in mine. We stare, and in that moment, it’s just us. I’m not sure how long we stay like that, but Gaia’s mom breaks my concentration when she takes my plate. “Thank you, ma’am. Lunch was fantastic. Thank you for having me.”