Page 20 of Winning Her Over


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Poor Lee is not and his temper flares at some of the more ridiculous requests that come flooding in as each day brings us closer to the event.

Vanna leaves me to deal with him and ‘rub him the right way’.

She’s deliriously happy with her trash guy, so I suffer through her teasing since I get to pick on her right back.

Rubbing Lee’s tense shoulders after he’s fielded a twenty-minute call wanting him to go over the options at the brunch, item by item, along with the calorie count of each, I give his head a kiss.

“See how insufferable some of these people are? That’s why Vanna is so happy with Jake. He’s not like that at all.”

“Before this call, I never would have thought men cared about how much flaxseed was in a particular muffin,” Lee groans. “Can he just not eat those muffins?”

“Oh, even if it had the correct percent of flaxseed, I doubt he would eat them.”

Lee jerks away from my arms and a quick flash of pain tightens his features before a dark scowl takes its place. “Then why the hell did he waste my time and his?!”

“Because he could.”

Flabbergasted, Lee’s lips open and close, making him look like a confused fish.

With a groan, he runs his hand through his hair and shakes his head. “No wonder you two girls want nothing to do with those idiots.”

Giggles burst out of me. He’s right. Vanna and I were both tired with the same old bores. Our current boyfriends are not men we grew up with in our social circles, private schools, or country club. But we adore them.

“You did give great advice,” I say when I got control over my laughter.

Grinning, Lee leans back in his chair and pulls me in front of him. “I’ve learned a few things over the years.”

“Like you're that old,” I tease, rolling my eyes.

“Some days I feel it.”

I have noticed he's moving a little slower than normal. “Are you okay, Lee?”

Rolling his shoulders, his neck pops as he stretches it to the side. “Didn't sleep the best. Someone had their feet in my back,” he says, giving me a pointed look.

Warm blood rushes to my face. The other night, Lee brought up the fact that I never stayed the entire night when we’re at his house. And we hang out mostly there because my place isn’topen concept, and my bedroom is on the second floor. Stairs can be challenging at times for Lee, even though he says otherwise.

“I don't have to spend the night,” I huff.

Lee’s muscular arms wrap around me, pulling me closer, his nose nuzzling against a sensitive spot on my neck right before he gives my earlobe a playful nibble. “Don't be silly. You can tease, but I can't tease back? I love waking up and having you still there.”

We’re at work and this is so inappropriate, but his husky words have me heating up in more ways than one. I drop my hand to his groin and give his dick a squeeze, loving how it’s already half hard for me. “Why don’t we go have a little conference for two?” I suggest, rubbing him through his pants. “I really want to have your dick in my mouth, Lee.”

“You love that conference room, don’t you?” he murmurs.

My fingers squeeze his dick harder as his lips kiss up and down my neck and his hands fondle my breasts. “I have very fond memories of it, yes,” I gasp as he pinches my nipples.

“Why don’t we make some memories in my office too?” His teeth sink into the fleshy part of my ear, and he bathes it with warmth as his tongue laps at it.

“I’ll lock the door.”

Turning back after engaging the lock, Lee already has his pants open and his hard dick in hand, pumping his fist over the swollen length.

I go to drop to my knees in front of his chair when he reaches out, stopping me. His smile is full of heat, and I feel an answering throb in my pussy. “Up on the desk, spread your legs. I want to taste you before you fuck me.”

Blowing Lee is probably up there on my top five list of things I love. Right after him eating me out and having his fat cock stretching my pussy in ways that drive me crazy.

Kicking off my heels, I waste no time sliding my panties down and hopping up on his desk.

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