Page 16 of Winning Her Over


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I grind and gyrate my hips, rocking against that length of hard maleness, panting wildly in my desire to have it stuffed deep in my needy pussy.

Lee’s deep groans fuel me on, his fingers digging into my hips as he gives back as good as he gets.

“Fuck me, Lee,” I chant, rocking my hips harder and throwing my head back.

Hot, wet heat encompasses my nipple as Lee sucks it through the thin silk of my shirt. My pussy clenches as the pull of his mouth sends signals directly to my clit. “Oh,” I moan, thrusting my chest harder into his mouth.

Switching to my other breast, his mouth latches on to my pointing nipple and desire rolls through me, the sensations almost too much for me to take.

Helplessly, I dig my fingers into his strong shoulders, my frantic rocking slowing down to a weak thrust and grind. The material of my undies rubs against my nerve-packed clit, and I sob as the need to come consumes me.

Lee’s teeth clamp onto my nipple. Not enough to cause true pain, but enough to ride that fine line between pleasure and pain. It sends me over and with a silent, opened-mouth scream, I come.

His hips roll under mine, keeping up the friction on my clit, and easing me into a puddle of spent and clingy euphoria.

When I can breathe again, I look at him and grin. “Ha, I can’t believe we just did that.” I laugh and try to slide back off his lap, but his firm grip on my hips stops me.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he demands.

I settle back down against him. “You wanna do it right here in the chair? I got condoms in my purse.”

“The chair or my bed.” Something flashes over his face and then his lips crash into mine as his hips flex under me, pushing that hard length of cock into my drenched pants.

The scent of my excitement perfumes the air around us. I’m heady with the smell of it and the intoxicating taste of Lee’s kisses.

Thoughts of ripping down our pants and climbing onto his cock make me moan. But now that I’ve already had one orgasm, the thought of the hard chair against Lee’s spine makes me wince. I’m not that mindless with desire that I can’t be mindful of his comfort.

“The bed,” I say, pulling away from him and handing him his crutches.

His house is a single story, which makes sense given his need for the arm crutches and how stairs might be a real pain in the ass. His bedroom is at the end of the hallway leading from the living room.

I waste no time kicking off my shoes and stripping off my pants and panties, relieved to have the clinging wet fabric off. My shirt and bra are just as quickly divested of. Leaving me naked and flushed with desire. I glory in the way Lee’s pale eyes roam over my body, lingering at the bare triangle between my legs and my slick pink lips peeking between my folds.

Cupping my breasts, I give my erect nipples a pinch as I go to him. Earlier, I managed to undo two of his shirt buttons and he never bothered to redo them. He stands there, weaving ever so slightly in place, as I finish what I started and push the sides of his shirt apart to reveal an a-frame white undershirt.

The cotton material clings to his pectorals and dips down at his abs and lean waist.

I reach for the button of his pants when his hand grips mine.

Molten heat is pooling in my core, and my slippery juices are rubbing between my bare thighs.

“I have scars,” he croaks out in a voice thick with emotion.

“We all do,” I reply. “Just some can’t be seen.”

His hand falls away. I deftly undo the button and the zipper and peel both his pants and boxers down when his quiet chuckle stops me.

“My shoes,” he mutters.

“Lean against me,” I offer. “I’m stronger than I look,” I add when he just stares.

“I have no doubt about that.”

Lee holds onto my shoulder, shifting his body so I take some of his weight while he works at getting his dress shoes off. This would have been easier with him sitting on the bed and me removing them, but I didn’t think of that.

With some laughs on both our parts, we get his shoes off and I tug down his pants and boxers, easing his feet out of the leg holes.

Coming back up from a bend, his dick is at the perfect level for my mouth. I can’t resist. I open my mouth and take the plump crown of him inside, my cheeks hollowing as I suck on him and taste his salty-sweet flavor.

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