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Lee shudders, his entire body quivering as his hips pump his cock at me and I swallow more of him down until my lips are flush with his pubic hairs and I inhale the male musky scent of him.

With a moan, I pull back and then swallow him down once again. He’s thick and so perfect that I just want to gobble him up.

Giving head is one of my favorite things to do and Lee is a considerate lover, letting me go at my own pace instead of trying to savagely fuck my mouth and make me gag on his length.

I suck on him and grin at his husky groans of pleasure. My clit throbs between my legs as more of my juices flow from me. I reach down and slide my fingers along my folds and strum my clit, moaning as I rock against my hand in the same rhythm as I’m sucking his cock.

My climax is so close. My fingers fly over my bud when, abruptly, Lee pulls away. I mew at the loss of his cock, blinking up at him in displeasure.

“The bed,” he grunts, fisting his cock and stroking the long, wet length of it.

Flashing him a smile, I race over and yank down the covers before jumping up on it and laying down. Eagerly I spread my legs, not at all ashamed of how wet and glistening I am.

I expect Lee to come over, toss his crutches, climb on top, and fuck my brains out.

Instead, he flinches like I struck him.

“Lee?” I ask, sitting up and kneeling on the bed. “Is something wrong?”

“I’m sorry, Blaire, I can’t fuck you.”

CHAPTER EIGHT

LELAND

Blaire is all beautiful creamy white curves with luscious pink nipples and a glistening pink pussy spread wide open for me. Clear pre-cum leaks from my aching cock and I want nothing more than to go over there and sink into her hot depths and make her mine.

At this moment I would give anything to go back in time and double check my harness a second and third time, anything so I could be a whole, undamaged man for her. The man that she deserves.

But I can’t.

And part of my soul shrivels up at that.

“Lee?” she asks when I make no move to join her on the bed.

She sits up, and her full breasts sway, those fat pink nipples bobbing enticingly. I want to fall to my knees and beg her to forgive me for being less.

“Is something wrong?”

“I’m sorry, Blaire, I can’t fuck you.” I swallow past my shame and choke out. “To have sex, I need you to ride me.”

The furrows in her brow smooth out, and she laughs. “You had me worried there.”

My entire body trembles with emotion. “That doesn’t bother you?”

“No. Should it?”

Going to the bed, I discard my crutches off to the side and lower myself to the edge of the mattress before shrugging out of my shirt and undershirt. Despite everything, my cock throbs hot and hard against my belly, more than ready to go.

I push myself back on the bed and swing my legs up, thankful that though they’re not as strong as they once were, my calves and thighs still have some muscle definition.

“It bothers some women,” I confess, not wanting to think about anyone else at this moment but the stunning woman in my bed, whose pale thighs gleam with the evidence of her desire for me.

“Well, it doesn’t bother me.” Her hand grabs my cock, her thumb smoothing over the flushed tip, smearing my pre-cum all around and making my breaths come out harder and faster.

“You have condoms?”

Nodding, I point to the nightstand on the side she’s on. “Top drawer.”

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