Viper's Run(23)

“Do you want a drink?”

“No, thank you.”

Viper sat down next to her. Winter noticed that Cash was standing and talking to Stori. Bliss and Dawn were sitting on each side of Train.

“Thank you Viper, I enjoyed that.” Winter’s cheeks were flushed.

“Does your back hurt?”

“Just a little, no more than usual,” she admitted.

“Let me make you more comfortable.” Viper offered, his voice lowering.

“That’s not necessary.” Ignoring her, Viper’s hands slid around her waist sliding her sideways one hand maneuvering her legs until ,within seconds, she was lying flat on the large ottoman.

“That better?’

“Viper, I don’t need to lay down, I’m fine. Everybody is looking. I am not a total invalid.”

“No one can see anything. The crowd and couch are blocking off most of the room. Relax. Cash and Train have been in bike wrecks and know how hard it is to heal. It can’t bother you that Dawn and Bliss see you laying down either. Does it?

Winter shook her head.

“I don’t want you to put any strain on your back.” He leaned down taking her mouth in a way she used to dream of him doing for so long. The slight taste of whiskey on his tongue was heady, making her want more. Her soft lips parted wider, allowing him to deepen the kiss.

The ottoman, while in the middle of the floor was blocked off from view, but she still didn’t want to kiss Viper in front of the others. Her hands went to his chest to push him away.

Viper’s hand went to her skirt unbuttoning it to her thighs. Winter started to protest.

“I am just making you more comfortable.” He reassured her.

“By undressing me? She asked. “That’s not making me more comfortable, it’s creeping me out.”

Viper leaned over her, kissing her neck. “I don’t think so, I think it’s making you wet. Let me see.” His hand slid higher under her skirt, going unerring to her pussy. The upper part of the skirt hid from the others in the room what he was doing to her. A smile was on his lips as his fingers teased her wetness and a tiny whimper escaped as his finger found her clit. His mouth moved caressingly across her flesh coming to stop at the top button of her blouse. His knuckles grazing her tender flesh as he released several buttons sliding the material until it fell to the sides of her breasts. Her lacy white bra covered her quivering breasts.

His tongue found the swell of her breast as his finger entered her pussy. Winter’s hips arched as his thumb rubbed her clit. When his hand tugged her bra aside to expose her breast, a gasp escaped her as his mouth took the nipple in his warm mouth.

“For two years, I wanted to taste these little morsels, to know if they were pink like bubble gum or red like strawberries. I’m good with strawberries.” He bared her other breast, unsnapping the front clasp of her bra. Winter gasped, catching the cups of the bra holding them in place. The dark blue top slid silkily down, providing a dark background for her creamy skin.

Reality intruded into the seduction. He was carefully weaving around her when he had unsnapped her bra. She blinked up at him trying to turn her head away from the mesmerizing gaze of a predator studying a meal it was determined to have. It was the same look he had given Bliss months ago. Winter remembered she had wished he would look at her that way, now her stomach clenched in fright at being the focus of such sexual intent. She was unable to turn away from the spell he was using to lure her into losing control.

Viper swirled his thumb against her clitoris as he added another finger to her warm pussy, his thumb pressing harder against the sensitive bud as his large fingers stroked her faster. His mouth nipped her flesh above her breast; Winter’s hand left her loosened bra to press against his jaw. Viper struck in an instant sliding the bra cup away and sucking her nipple into his mouth. His hand started squeezing it from the bottom up forcing the blood to the tip he had in his mouth. The sensations of pleasure were overwhelming to someone who had become adapt to ignoring her body’s desires. She had felt so ugly lately, trapped in an all but useless body. Viper was making her feel desires that were turning into a burning need that had her moving her hand from his jaw to the back of his neck to press him closer to her tormented flesh.

“Are you shy, pretty girl? You’re so pretty with your little strawberry nipples and your pussy... girl your little pussy is tight and hot.” His fingers searched and found her, the spot he was searching for deep within her.

“I bet you taste like strawberries too. If you weren’t so shy I would unbutton this skirt the rest of the way and see if this pussy is as wet as it feels.”