Page 33 of Stuck with the Grump

She picked at her nails, biting her lip for a second as she looked away from me. I could practically see the thoughts racing through her mind a mile a minute.

“Come on, Leigh. Don’t get shy on me now.”

“Fine.” She set her wine to the side, running a hand through her hair again. Finally, her eyes met mine and I could see the nerves eating her alive. “I was thinking about a way that you would still be involved but it could be my own.”

I chuckled and sat up, crossing my legs, and leaning forward. “I know that. You’re going to have to give me a little more detail here.”

“I don’t know. It’s probably stupid. Honestly, I don’t know why I’m trying to do this.”

I reached for her, pulling her into my lap and kissing her temple. “Stop doubting yourself. You’re going to knock this out of the water.”

“You’re just saying that because you want to get laid,” she said, her tone teasing as she looked up at me with those big brown eyes.

“I’ll get laid either way. You can’t resist me.” I stuck my tongue out at her, my heart swelling at the way she giggled. “Now, tell me what it’s going to take from me to get you on the road to your dreams.”

“Okay,” she said slowly, taking a deep breath and moving off my lap. “I was thinking that you could buy the building outright. I would make monthly payments until it’s paid off. With interest.”

I looked at her for a moment, considering the projections I had seen when she showed me her plan. What she had outlined was a solid plan and with the right location, it was more than likely that she would turn a profit in her first year. I doubted it would be a large profit, but it would still be a profit.

“How much is the building?”

“Just over half a million.” Her cheeks turned a bright shade of red as she shook her head. “Forget I asked. That is way too much money to ask you to spend. I’ll figure out a way to get a loan.”

“Wait a minute, where did you hear me say no in all of that?” I asked, running through the numbers again in my mind. “Leigh, if you’re going to doubt yourself every time we talk about business, you’re going to become a real pain in my ass.”

“It’s just a lot of money and it feels wrong to ask you for that.”

I shrugged. “Leigh, half a million is more like a couple thousand to me. And yes, it is a lot of money, but I’ve seen your projections. If you don’t turn a profit in the first year, you will without a doubt turn it in the second. I can see the need in the area. You also said that you would make monthly payments. It’s more of a loan than me spending half a million.”

“So, you’ll do it?”

“You have yourself a deal. I’ll call my assistant in the morning and get him to arrange everything. I’ll call Camille too and make sure that my name and the purchase stays out of the media.”

“Thank you!”

She threw herself at me, her arms wrapping around my neck as she took us both tumbling to the bed. I laughed as she squealed, getting to her feet and dancing around the room. When she finally settled down, she straddled my lap and kissed me like it was the last kiss she would ever have.

Our mouths moved together, my tongue parting her lips before dipping into her mouth. She moaned, rocking gently against my lap as her hands threaded through my hair. I nipped at her bottom lip, drawing another moan from her as I slid my hands under her shirt and started kneading her breasts. I pinched one nipple and rolled it between my thumb and forefinger. She gasped as my other hand slid down her back and into her pants, cupping her ass.

She moved against my hard cock, her tempo picking up as I broke the kiss long enough to take off her shirt. I groaned as she started sucking on my neck, the rocking driving me insane. Leigh was quick in pulling off my shirt, looking at me with a lust-filled smile as she leaned back to admire my body.

“For an old man, you’re still pretty hot,” she said, biting her bottom lip and grinding against me.

“Fuck woman,” I groaned, grabbing her around the waist and flipping us so she was on her back.

Leigh’s hands came up, her nails raking down my stomach and sending a shiver up my spine as I took off her bra. Her moans filled the room as I took a nipple in my mouth, biting and sucking as she writhed beneath me.

“Are you wet for me, honey?” I asked, moving to her other nipple.

“Soaked.”

I kneeled between her legs and pulled off her pants, her panties following soon after before I stroked down her slit. Her hips bucked off the ground as I circled her slit, her wetness soaking my fingers.

“You taste delicious,” I said, licking my fingers clean.

Her eyes were blazing as she watched me, licking her bottom lip. I pictured her mouth on my cock, my erection straining against the zipper of my pants. Leigh was quick, flicking open the button on my jeans before pulling them down with my boxer briefs. Her hand wrapped around my cock, pumping a steady rhythm as I slid one finger inside her, my thumb circling her clit.

“I need you,” she said, running her thumb over the head of my cock.

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