Gamer Love

by Melissa Lopez

  "I need to get out of here.” He clasped her hand. “Want to go somewhere for a drink?"

  "Oh, a drink. Yeah, that'd be good.” Anticipation of what was to come tightened her clit. “I need to let Cynthia know my plan."

  "Who's Cynthia?"

  She winced. “Oops. I meant Copper."

  He smiled before he started looking around. “Let's say good night."

  * * * *

  Abram tossed back the tequila. Savored the liquor burning down his throat. Setting the glass down, he eyeballed Lindsey once more. What a great way to end one shitty ass week on the Border Patrol. It had taken them an hour to get out of the party. The bar they sat in wasn't much quieter. But he'd gotten his libido under some control as they'd moved from one crowd to another.

  Jesus, he'd wanted to take her straight up to his room to consummate this crazy relationship they'd been having.

  Four months of handjobs put him long overdue for some real action. It still intrigued the fuck out of him that he hadn't been able to bring himself to go out into the real world and get laid since they'd started fooling around online.

  Intrigued the holy fuck out of him.

  He hadn't been able to take his eyes off her. Lindsey was smoking hot, with a curvy, soft body. And a mass of rioting blonde curls he wanted to bury his hands in, get wrapped up in.

  Pale green eyes watered after she took a healthy swallow. “That was so ... awful."

  "Easy.” He rubbed her back, his thumb strummed along as he caressed her with his hand.

  "I'd better not try and keep up.” She smiled.

  "No. I don't want you drunk.” No. He wanted her sober. “Or we might wind up in one of those famous Vegas chapels.” He blinked down at his empty glass.

  Where the fuck had that come from?

  "Right, you and me in a wedding chapel.” She didn't meet his gaze. She laughed, leaning into him. “I think it's you who'd better not get drunk."

  "Not happening.” He drank often enough that he could hold his liquor and knew his limit. “But, I'm curious why you don't want me drunk."

  "Well, I might get to know the real you.” She shrugged a shoulder. “The man behind Sandulf."

  "Mujer hermosa, I'm more than willing to let you know me.” With his dick heavy in his pants, he tossed a twenty on the bar. “But, you need to think it over real good. There'll be no more role-playing.” No, he'd not be able to go back to the online characters they'd portrayed, if she wanted real-world moments. It'd be damn hard after this meeting, but he'd sworn to himself he'd stay in the role of Sandulf if that's what she wanted. It'd be her choice.

  Sweet Jesus, make her want me.

  That's why he'd come to Vegas. Not for the Keys to Myths mini-con. Not to meet the other role-players. He'd needed to meet her. Touch her.

  As crazy as it sounded, he came for a shot at Lindsey.

  The real deal.

  "Oh."

  "Come up to my room.” He leaned down and nuzzled her throat, enjoying the shiver that went through her at the feel of his teeth on her tender skin. “I want to fuck you as Sandulf."

  Lindsey gulped a breath and turned toward him. Their lips lingered within an inch of one another's.

  "In the morning, you decide if you want to get to know the man behind my gamer persona.” He allowed his lips to brush hers. “What do you say?"

  "Yes.” She nearly panted. “Yes."

  Chest heaving, he led her from the bar and toward the elevators.

  "You need anything from your room?” His thumb rubbed over her knuckles.

  "I'm fine.” She gave a small shake of her head. “I've got a few necessities in my purse."

  He nodded and pushed the button for his floor. The elevator didn't move fast enough for him. Damn if he wasn't on edge. As nervous as some teen about to lose his virginity.

  Neither spoke until they entered his room. He flipped the light on and held the door open until she passed by him. “Is it cool enough for you?” Bracing himself against the wall, he removed his boots and socks.

  "It's perfect.” Following suit, she removed her heels. Laid her bag on the dresser. “Your room is just like ours."

  "You nervous?” He removed his T-shirt before tossing it on the floor.

  "Oh yeah.” She laughed a little. “Can you tell?"

  His nipples hardened as her gaze lingered on his chest. “I know your story.” She'd not gotten involved in a single relationship among the role-players that he was aware of. Until him. It was one of the reasons he'd been drawn to her, unlike so many just looking for their round of cybersex. The cybersluts made him crazy. It'd gotten so bad, he'd had to stay invisible while he was online.

  He approached her, only to have her back against the wall. “You're a good girl."

  "After what we've done?” A flush slowly spread up from her cleavage. “I don't think so."

  Abram grunted. Keeping his gaze steady with hers, he unbuttoned her suit jacket. Carefully, he gauged each of her reactions. This was no pickup in a club for a quick fuck. He wanted this to be good for her. For them.

  She allowed him to remove her jacket to reveal amazingly full breasts. The lush globes of her half-hidden breasts tempted his hunger. Aroused his lust.

  Using a fingertip, he traced along the cup of her lace bra. “Beautiful.” Her skin was snow white against his dark hands. Through the material, her nipples poked out. It allowed him to clearly view the hidden nipple rings. His knees nearly buckled at the knowledge she'd put them there for him. What had it been, five, six weeks ago?

  A ravenousness hunger heated his blood. He wanted to toss her to the bed and claim her. Fuck her senseless.

  But he couldn't. He wasn't the werewolf he'd created to relieve the stress he lived with every day. He was a man.

  His thumb rubbed across the extended flesh. “I didn't think you'd do it.” His chest constricted. Jesus, she'd pierced her nipples for him.

  "I wanted them. I think they're sexy.” She lifted a shoulder ever so slightly. “I can always remove them.” Long, thick lashes lowered. “I ... I did everything you ever asked of me."

  Cupping her face, in his hands, he kissed her sweet mouth. “Thank you.” His thumb caressed her cheek. “Gracias.” He reached behind her and purposely thrust his dick against her while he loosened her skirt. It pooled at her feet.

  "Beautiful.” His nostrils flared on a rough breath as he grasped her wide hips. “So beautiful."

  She whimpered, trying to get closer to him. But he didn't allow her to. He needed to look his fill. Lindsey was full figured. Soft. Completely fuckable. A real woman any man would want in his bed. He liked the roundness of her hips, stomach. He couldn't wait to get a good look at her naked ass. It would be just as round. Just as arousing.

  He'd lost count of how many women he'd fucked without knowing them. Lindsey didn't feel like a stranger to him. And touching her was a damn sight better than pretending over the Internet.

  With an unsteady hand, he caressed her cheek. Her skin was clear. Perfect. “Beautiful. You know what I want, don't you?"

  Again, she whimpered. Nuzzled into his hand. “Yes."

  Jesus, give me strength.

  He would blow like a Yellowstone geyser if he watched her masturbate. So many nights she'd masturbated for him while they'd cyberfucked. Now he'd watch her cream for him.

  Focus.

  Stay in character.

  Countless nights had been spent fantasizing about watching her finger herself. Sleepless nights had dragged by as he tossed and turned. Aching to fuck her hard in the pussy and ass.

  On a groan, he kissed her. Eagerly, she opened for him. A deep, lingering embrace of their mouths had him shaking with need. Her hands clutched to his shoulders.

  She gasped as he unhooked her bra. She tried to cover her round breasts, but he caught her hands. “Don't hide from me.” No. They'd spent way too long hiding behind their computers.

  Focus.

  Stay in character.

  They were a
bout to fuck in character. She doesn't know your name.

  Her nipples stood straight out for his attention. So he licked them each a time or two, toying with the rings. He straightened up. “Are your panties wet?"

  "Yes.” She closed her eyes. “Oh God, yes.” Her hips arched.

  "Go sit down at the desk.” His lips hovered over hers. “I want to watch as you make yourself come."

  Walking backward, he led her over to the desk and helped her remove her panties. The blonde curls of her pussy had been shaved. Groaning, he briefly closed his eyes. Only last week, he'd asked her to shave her pussy. She'd shaved herself for him.

  His balls tightened in warning.

  He helped her get settled on the chair. Made sure her pussy was exposed. He shuffled backward to sit in a comfortable chair.

  "Sandulf?"

  "Yes.” His dick throbbed at the sight of her slick folds.

  "Normally you make me hot by telling me what you'd do to me.” She shifted, covering her heavy breasts with her arms.

  "Once I watch you come, I'm going to fuck that dripping pussy.” He rubbed along the rigid length that filled his pants. “Now finger your pussy. Or have you been teasing me all those nights?"

  "No.” She moistened her lips. “I've climaxed every night from our...” She used two fingers to pull back her outer lips. Slowly, she set about stimulating her swollen clit. “I've just never done this with someone watching.” The swollen flesh glistened.

  "I've been right there with you.” Imagining her fingers on her pussy, climaxing for him ... he'd shot a load off every night. His dick throbbed in need as his balls drew up.

  "Take your cock out.” She spread her juices around, before settling on her clit once more. “Please stroke it for me."

  Abram did as she wanted. He tossed the condoms he'd had in his pocket on the bed and removed his jeans. Given the freedom it needed, his dick stood out from his body.

  "It's so beautiful.” She moaned. “So long. So big."

  Dick in his hand, he sat back down.

  He stroked himself while Lindsey fingered herself.

  Watching her, his heart raced. His dick pulsed. Her pussy flowed. From heartbeat to heartbeat, she shifted. Stiffened. Strained toward climax. Her head dropped back when she pressed two of her fingers into her hole. Her thumb rubbed her extended clit.

  Balls drawn up in warning, he groaned. Arched his hips.

  Mouth watering, he didn't blink while she finger fucked her wet hole. His grip tightened.

  She abandoned her depths to focus on her clit.

  Over and over, he pulled along his stiff muscle. All the while he watched the tension grow in her body as she sought release.

  At the increase in her breathing, at her drawn-out moan, he came. He caught his come in his cupped palm.

  When Lindsey straightened up, her face and breasts were flushed. “Do you remember what else you wanted of me?"

  "Yes.” Jesus, a weekend wasn't going to be enough.

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  Chapter Two

  Lindsey sat on the bed, a sheet clutched over her naked body. Arousal kindled low in her belly. Still swelled in her breasts. She'd masturbated for a man, for Sandulf.

  No, she needed to stay in role.

  She'd masturbated for a character. A big, Alpha werewolf. She moaned.

  It'd been the most erotic moment of her life. To stimulate herself under his dark gaze ... Climaxing while she'd watched him stroke his long, hard cock to orgasm.

  Her breath hitched as he joined her once more. His cock was now semisoft and hung down between his muscular thighs. The sight tantalized her hunger for more passion. His thickening length stirred her desire for a deeper connection with him. What would his cock feel like thrusting along the nerve endings of her inner pussy walls?

  Hungrily, her gaze lingered on his six-pack before moving up along his broad chest to meet his gaze.

  "Are you hiding behind that sheet?"

  The Lindsey Green he knew was confident, knowledgeable about all sorts of artifacts, and outgoing. At that moment, she felt none of those things. “Maybe."

  He joined her on the bed and caressed her cheek before tangling his fingers in her hair. His warm lips played on hers, coaxed hers to respond. Within erratic heartbeats, his kiss went from teasing to demanding. She moaned, loving the feel of his lips against her own. Excitement rushed her veins, causing her to shiver in delight.

  Desire sparked in her clit.

  As if thirsty, he savored her taste. Lips suckled while his tongue invaded the depths of her mouth.

  Body warmed by the intimate embrace of his lips, she loosened her hold on the sheet to cling to his shoulders.

  "Yes, don't be shy with me.” He pulled the barrier completely away from her body.

  Only then did she realize he hadn't touched her. Outside of kissing her and his hand in her hands, he hadn't touched her, yet.

  She whimpered in need. Needed his touch. To feel him for real.

  His mouth covered her lips again, ravaged her mouth until she panted. Sweet sensations grew too keen for her to take the never-ending kisses. Moisture pooled from her pussy as he kept up the sensual assault of his tongue.

  Lindsey's fingers clutched at his shoulders trying to pull him closer. She wanted the hard expanse of his chest pressed against her aching breasts. She wanted the hard, hot muscle within her reach to fill her up to bursting. “Sandulf!” Though she'd never enjoyed kissing more, never been so aroused by kissing before, she wanted more.

  She wanted fulfillment.

  "Did you loosen up your ass for me?” His chest heaved as his gaze bore into hers.

  She lowered her lashes, remembering how embarrassing using the anal plug had been at first. “Yes."

  "Lay back and spread your legs."

  "You don't want me..."

  "Shh...” He pressed two fingers to her swollen mouth.

  Unsure why he didn't want her on her hands and knees instead, she did as he wanted. As he commanded. She was unable to contain her shiver at being ordered.

  Trembling, she watched him collect lube, a condom, and ... she blinked at the wooden box he carried back to the bed.

  "Open it.” He sat the small treasure chest on her stomach.

  Shakily her fingers lingered over the top of the box. Her heart raced with nerves. On a breath, she opened the lid. From inside, she withdrew a glass dildo. Heat scorched her cheeks.

  "You confessed you wanted to know what it felt like to have two cocks stuffing you.” His fingers trailed down her inner thigh.

  She had said that ... though it seemed a lifetime ago. Before she'd met Sandulf. In reality. No, she had to stay in character. And that meant the fantasy of it stayed.

  "Since I never had any intentions of sharing you..."

  She moaned and clutched the cock, which felt cool to her touch. He hadn't wanted to share her...

  "I've already cleaned it.” Sandulf's hands slid along her thigh before trailing across her hip. “Warm it in your hands.” Rough fingers slipped between her outer folds to tease her clit.

  Eyes closed, she rubbed the dildo in her hands until the coolness disappeared.

  "Now suck it.” Sandulf's fingers stroked along her slit to dip two fingers in her hole.

  She quivered, knowing he was preparing her. This was really happening. She was about to give her virgin back hole to him.

  "Lindsey..."

  Moaning, she sucked the glass cock into her mouth. It was hard and smooth on her tongue. She took as much as she could, and pumped it in and out along her tongue as he finger fucked her pussy. Her thighs quivered.

  "Insert it for me.” He withdrew his fingers to set about rolling on a condom.

  Lip caught between her teeth, she slowly pushed the dildo into her dripping hole. The glass cock went in easily. It was so hard. So exciting. She worked it in as far as she could while enjoying the effect of fullness it created.

  Sandulf took over and pumped the cock
in and out of her depths. She couldn't look away from his dark hand on the clear glass. The dildo pulled along sensitized muscles until she whimpered.

  "You sure about this?"

  This was her chance. Her out. She didn't take it. Didn't want to. “Take me."

  Once his rigid cock was encased in a condom and generously lubed up, he settled onto the bed. By catching the underside of her thighs, he lifted her butt from the bed. She now lay opened and arched up for his taking.

  Feeling the head of his cock pressing for entrance, she gasped. The two anal plugs she'd used hadn't been nearly as big as his cock. Inch by inch, he was slow to enter her.

  She couldn't breathe past the almost unbearable fullness. Though she squirmed, he held her in place. His cock stretched her back hole while the dildo filled up her pussy. Arousal flooded through her sensitive regions. Her breath quickened as she enjoyed his claiming of her body.

  Once he buried himself fully, he stayed put, allowing her to adjust to the complete fullness. A compact pressure settled in her center. Two cocks filled her, separated only by a thin inner wall. While there was an ache of deep pressure in her back hole, there was equal pleasure from the invasion. A delicious thrill went through her to tingle her clit.

  A long moment passed as he allowed her to accept the cocks. Her inner muscles clenched around the rigid lengths.

  "Oh...” She'd never known such discomfort could feel so good. “Sandulf!” Wanting more, her fingers clutched at the sheets as she focused on the intense pleasure erupting all over her. Even her breasts swelled at the thrill Sandulf caused.

  He gave her all his cock; then he withdrew and shoved back in. As he settled balls deep, his pelvic bone pressed the glass cock deeper.

  Her breath caught. And he held completely still. Through lowered lashes, she noted the cords in his neck straining, his clenched jaw. The sweat that glistened on his upper lip.

  She was good and stuffed.

  She whimpered on a roll of her hips.

  "You ready for more?” He trembled.

  "Yes.” Oh God, yes. Could it actually get better than this?

  Instead of cutting loose with his hips, he let her thighs slip from his hands so he could lean over her. He stayed on his knees to stay close and deep in her body. While bracing his weight on his forearms, he claimed her mouth in a kiss.