Page 63 of Mountain Trial

As they caressed each other’s bodies, sexual tension―the likes of which he hadn’t felt since his accident―grew and grew. It was in his body but also in his head. He could smell her arousal and his.

“If we’re going to take this further, I need to go to the bathroom,” he finally said, disentangling his arms from hers.

“I’ll wait for you here,” she replied coyly, lowering the covers down to her waist and giving him a perfect view of her breasts. Her hand, which until now had been touching him, disappeared beneath the covers. Her eyes closed in pleasure. Luc’s own eyes were rivetted to the spot under the duvet where her fingers were moving rhythmically.

She’s touching herself.

“Keep doing that. But don’t come without me,” he growled, transferring himself to his wheelchair in one quick move.

Five minutes later he was back. A faint sheen of perspiration covered Kat’s forehead―her expression somewhere between pleasure and pain. He hand still moved under the duvet.

“You’ve done as I asked,” Luc said. He lowered the duvet so he could see her slim finger sliding against her clit―again and again.

“I had to … I had to bring myself back twice,” she panted. “But I didn’t come.”

“Good,” he said. He parked his chair against the bed and put on the brake. His right hand reached out to join hers. She was hot and slick. His finger, so much thicker than hers, reached past her clit, and slid into her warmth. Her walls hugged his finger tightly.

“Keep touching your clit,” he ordered gruffly.

“I’m going to come,” Kat moaned. He’d never seen anything more beautiful before.

“Not yet,” he said, stretching her with a second finger. Kat screamed into the pillow. He wanted to bring her back from the edge, to ask her to slow down again, but this time he was the one who couldn’t seem to slow down, who couldn’t contain his need to see her unravel before his very eyes.

“Come for me now,” he said, and she opened her eyes, staring into his as she did exactly that. Her hips came up off the bed and her pussy milked his fingers as she came. He stayed inside her but gentled his touch, wanting the orgasm to last as long as possible.

Finally, she dropped her head on the pillow and lay still on the bed

“Oh my God,” she said. “That was … the best orgasm of my life.”

Luc smiled. “I’m glad,” he said. “Make some space for me.”

“Wait,” she said. “If you give me a minute, maybe I can―maybe I can come over to where you are.” Her expression was filled with uncertainty. “If you like.”

Luc had heard of people having sex in their wheelchair before, but it wasn’t something he’d ever been tempted to try. Usually, he tried to forget he was in a chair at all. But the thought of Kat’s pale body riding him was certainly interesting.

“Not if you don’t want to―” she said quickly, her eyes widening with realization.

“I want to,” he said. “I’ve just never done it before.”

“Let me see how this would work,” Kat said, going on her knees on the bed. The space between her legs still glistened with moisture.

Kat scooted over to the edge of the bed. It felt natural to stretch his arms out and bring her upper body closer to him, until their shoulders touched. He leaned back, taking on her body weight, while she moved her knees to straddle him.

The pleasure as she landed on him was instantaneous.

Face-to-face.

Chest-to-chest.

Belly-to-belly.

Even though he couldn’t feel her below his waist, it felt like she was wrapped around his very soul.

Kat

Kat positioned herself against Luc’s cock and lowered herself slowly, enjoying the pleasurable tightness as he filled her. He felt hot inside her―hotter still because they weren’t using a condom.

His large hands splayed on her back in a protective hold which, even though she was perfectly able to balance herself on his lap unaided, thrilled her.