She groaned in frustration and tried to turn onto her back as carefully as she could. She bent her knee the wrong way and cried out in pain as she fell back against the couch.
"Sherrie, baby, is that you," came a deep voice from the other room.
She simple sniffled and nodded her head even though she knew Lance wouldn't be able to see her answer.
Lance emerged from his office in a worn out pair of sweatpants, a black wifebeater, and his pair of glasses perched atop the bridge of his nose. When he saw Sherrie sprawled out on the couch, looking in pain, he quickly strode over and fell to his knees beside her. He ran a hand over her forehead checking for a fever. "Baby, are you ok?"
"Mmph," she mumbled. She shifted slightly and winced in pain. "Long ass flight and the fuckers at work wouldn't pay for a first class ticket so I was cooped up in coach."
Lance frowned and placed his hand on her right knee, instinctively knowing that it was throbbing in pain, rubbing softly to try to soothe the pain. "Baby, if I knew that I would have gotten you a first class ticket."
"S'alright," she replied softly. She sighed as some of the tension left her knee as his skillful fingers slowly kneaded. "Mmm, feels good."
Lance grinned approvingly before patting her knee softly and getting up to leave. Sherrie groaned in frustration and opened her eyes to see him returning moments later with a Ziploc baggie filled with ice. She grinned giddily and lifted her legs, allowing him to sit down before she let her legs fall across his lap. He quickly took her high heels off and pulled her stockings down before placing the bag atop her knee.
Sherrie hissed as the ice cold bag came into contact with her heated skin but groaned in pleasure as Lance's thumbs began to trace circles on the side of her knee. "You're the best boyfriend ever."
Lance chuckled and momentarily stopped the movements of his thumbs. "Glad you approve."
Sherrie lifted her hand and waved at him. "Keep rubbing, boy."
Lance shook his head laughing. "Yes, ma'am."
Sherrie closed her eyes and fully relaxed against the soft cushions of the couch, the circling of Lance�s thumbs hypnotizing. Occasionally he switched directions, pushing here in there at different points on her kneecap eliciting soft moans of approval. The ice had made her knee numb and she didn�t even feel it when Lance removed the bag.
He grinned mischievously at her and opened up the bag and took out a half melted piece of ice. He placed it on her knee and began tracing soft circles, the ice melting in its wake. When the cube melted fully against her knee he bent down and licked delicately, lapping up the water.
At the touch of Lance�s warm tongue, Sherrie�s eyes popped open slowly and she glanced down, catching Lance�s eye. �What�re doin�?�
�Makin� you feel better,� he answered simply.
Sherrie raised her eyebrows at him and shrugged half heartedly, letting him continue to do as he pleased.
Lance carefully lifted her legs to allow himself to slid down to the soft carpet before placing her legs back down on the couch. He looked at her for a moment before dipping his head and placing a kiss atop her left knee before suckling softly on a patch of skin causing Sherrie to moan out. His left hand slid down her leg slowly before his long, slender fingers gripped her ankle slowly, massaging it. He continued placing small kisses and nips atop her kneecap while his other hand trailed up to the waistband of her business skirt where he quickly untucked the blouse and placed his palm flat against her stomach, rubbing in soft circles.
Sherrie smiled and arched to the touch, Lance�s hands warm to her belly. He pulled his hand out and began unbuttoning the blouse, one by one, until it lay open across her chest. He shifted until they were nose to nose, his left hand now where his mouth had previously been. He kissed the top of her nose and began trailing soft kisses across her cheek until his lips were flush against her ear.
�Feel better?� he whispered huskily.
Sherrie shivered as his warm breath fanned against her neck. A line of heat scorched down her spine, settling in between her legs, enflaming her senses. She gripped the cushions between her fingers as she felt his fingers inch their way up her skirt.
�Almost,� she replied quietly.
He let his fingers inch up just a little bit more before saying softly, �I know something that�ll make you feel a lot better.�
Sherrie spread her legs a little bit, allowing his fingers to inch up until the tips traced against the hem of her panties. Her breath hitched as she asked, �Oh really?�
�Really,� he murmured against her neck. He kissed the spot right behind her ear before suckling the lobe between his lips and releasing it to whisper, �But I�d rather much show you instead of tell you.�
�Show away,� she sighed.
He grinned against her neck before pulling back to unzip the side of her skirt. She lifted her hips instinctively allowing him to pull it down and discard of it. Lance traced a finger across the top of her panties causing her hips to buck up at the feather light touch. He wrapped his hands around her hips and pulled her up into a sitting position to allow her to shrug off the blouse before settling back down.
Lance felt a stirring in his groin as he let his eyes wander over her body. Sherrie was sprawled out on the couch, eyes closed, her chest rising and falling with every breath she took. There was a slight wet spot at the center of her panties and his breath hitched as her scent of her arousal hit his nose, overpowering his senses.
Sherrie opened her eyes and stared up at Lance. His green eyes were dark with lust and the light hit them just the right way, making them sparkle. He grinned down at her before reaching over to grab the bag of ice. He plucked the biggest piece he could find before kneeling back over her, the cube poised just over her collarbone.
Sherrie went to speak but he placed a finger against her lips, silencing her question. She let her mouth fall open, taking the digit between her full lips and sucking softly. Lance�s eyes slipped closed and he groaned as he felt her tongue flick out just before her teeth nipped at the pad of his finger.
Lance pulled his finger away and replaced it with the melting ice cube, rubbing over her lips, moistening them. He trailed the ice cube down her chin and she arched her head back, allowing him more access to her neck. His eyes watched intently as he trailed down lower to the hollow of her throat where he swirled the quickly melting cube.
Sherrie�s senses were on overload. The throbbing in her knee was now forgotten as a slight throbbing began in the center of her legs. Her skin was hot to the touch but cold at the places where the ice cube had been. She licked her wet lips and arched up as she felt the coolness travel down between her breasts, tracing a line up and down before sliding to her right breast where it then swirled around her nipple, causing it to pucker into a hard nub.
Lance quickly trailed the ice cube to the other, circling the nipple to a rock hard nub before sliding down her stomach to settle in the dip of her belly button. He bent down and licked before sucking it in and swallowing. He lips then began nibbling around her bellybutton as his hands dipped beneath Sherrie�s body to unclasp her bra which he quickly tossed across the room.
Sherrie gasped as the cool air of the room wafted across her chest, making her nipples tighten even more. Lance�s warm tongue ran up her stomach and stopped in the middle of her breasts where he suckled softly before kissing his way to a nipple and sucked gently, his tongue swirling across the tip. She moaned and arched up to his eager mouth.
Lance�s right hand came up to cup her left breast, his thumb flicking across her nipple, making sure it still stood at attention. His other hand steadily stole it�s way down her stomach to the middle of her legs where it slipped into her panties, running the tip of his finger just above her throbbing clit.
Sherrie bucked her hips slightly, and grasped at Lance�s bare shoulders. She ran her hands as far down his back as she could and scrabbled to pull his wifebeater off. She groaned in frustration. �Lance, off. Now.�
Lance chuckled and nuzzled his nose in between her breasts before pulling back and grinning at her, an obvious gleam in his sparkling emerald eyes. He pulled away long enough to pull the wifebeater up and over his head and went to go back when she shook her head and pointed at his sweatpants. �Those too.�
He quickly stood up and shucked his sweatpants, his thick erection throbbing between his legs. Carefully, he straddled her left leg and settled himself atop her, his erection hot against her thigh.
For the first time he bent down and kissed her lips chastely. She sighed and opened her mouth, allowing his tongue to sneak in and swiftly claim the mouth he had yearned to taste for the past week. Sherrie wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled him closer, deepening their kiss while moving her left leg up until it grinded softly against his hardness.
Lance groaned and pulled away, panting. �God, I want you so badly.�
Sherrie smirked up at him and thrust her hips upward. �Only one thing stoppin� you, baby.�
Quickly he lifted his hips off of hers and pulled her panties down, the delicious scent of her hitting his nose fully. Sherrie squirmed and kicked until her panties were down and off before allowing her left foot to fall to the floor, Lance now fully flush against her center. His erection rubbed against her heat, spreading her wetness slightly causing them both to moan out at the sensation.
His hands slowly trailed up her sides, ghostlike touches against her hot skin, before pushing her arms up and above her head. He linked his fingers with hers and pushed them softly into the cushions as he pulled back just enough until his tip rubbed up and down her slick folds. She bucked forward causing the head of his cock to slip inside.
Lance bit down on his lip and groaned. Slowly he pushed until he was fully imbedded in her heat, her tight walls encasing him. Sherrie�s head fell back, a soft sigh falling off her lips, her fingers squeezing his. His forehead rested against her shoulder, his breath coming out in pants as he tried to control himself.
Slowly he began thrusting, just tiny movements enough to cause friction that they both craved so much. Soon he found the rhythm that was so familiar to them both, her left leg having come up to wrap around his waist. He squeezed her fingers and kissed his way up her neck as his thrusts began to speed up.
Sherrie moaned and turned her head just enough to catch his lips in a scorching kiss; this time her tongue taking possession of his mouth. Her hips matched his thrusts causing him to moan, which she felt rather than heard as it rumbled deep in his chest.
Lance pulled back and pushed his forehead to hers, his lips just millimeters from her own. He twisted his hips and thrusted, hitting her just right causing her head to fall back against the cushions and a mewling noise to fall from her lips. He sucked on the skin just beneath her chin and kissed back up to her lips and licked across them before delving back inside.
When he pulled away he whispered huskily, �You�re almost there, I can feel it.� She bucked her hips and his eyes fluttered closed as her walls erratically squeezed him, pulling him even deeper inside of her. �What do you need, sugar?�
�You,� she moaned in response. �Just you.�
He bent down and kissed her fiercely, allowing his hips to thrust harder, driving her deeper into the couch. He pushed her hands into the cushions, squeezing her fingers tightly. He traced his lips across her cheek to her ear where he said huskily, �Love you.�
Sherrie�s hips bucked and the knot in her stomach released, her walls squeezing sporadically around Lance�s cock. Her legs tightened around his waist, keeping his body flush against hers. Lance moaned low in her ear, spilling himself inside of her as her walls began milking him.
Moments later as they came down from their highs he slipped out of her heat and settled on his side next to her, his head propped up on one hand and his other tracing small circles on her stomach.
Sherrie reached up and wrapped a hand around his neck before pulling him down for a kiss. When she pulled away she mumbled, �Love you, too. Thanks for making me feel better.�