Page 58 of The Family Man

“Yes. How are you going to see my breasts?” I tease.

“I have a long time with you, Sage. I promised you a spanking and a denied orgasm, didn’t I?”

My heart speeds up in anticipation. “But Zac?”

“But nothing.” He sounds so guttural.

He holds my face, and I can hear my heart beating in my ear. The nibble at my bottom lip causes a sweet pain.

I wrap my arms around his neck, snaking my hands into his hair.

Each time his tongue strokes mine I can feel the soft touch of his beard on my chin. He smells of an expensive citrus cologne. I just want to wrap my body around him. I lick the corner of his mouth and I bite down on his bottom lip.

He moans and grabs my ass pulling me closer to him.

I pull away from his hold. I started to take my pants off. “Drop your pants.”

I can hear his belt unbuckling. “Why?” he questions.

“Because I want to suck the soul out of your body.” I haven’t given a blowjob in a long while, but he doesn’t need to know that.

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ZAC

A good blowjob should have three elements—sucking, saliva, some enthusiasm. But I never knew what a great blowjob felt like till this moment.

I stand with my legs wide, my cock is hard. I stroke it, then I feel her hands dragging down my body. Standing with my legs wide, I stroke my cock. I didn’t think I could get any harder but I did when I feel her hands dragging down my body.

Darn it I should have put the lights on. But my other senses feel so alive.

My hands get slapped away then I hear the words, “Hold on to something.” I lean back on the washing machine. I put one hand at the base of her head and I wrap her plait around the other.

I hear the smack when she opens her mouth. She wraps her hand around my cock. “You are huge. I didn’t get to taste you the first time.”

“You are going to taste it now.” The heat from her open mouth makes my insides tingle.

She licks the head of my cock, and her soft moan bounces off the wall of the laundry room.

“Play with your pussy while you suck me off like a good girl.”

She moans then, opens her mouth, and slowly drives me to the back of her throat without even gagging. My whole body feels alive, like electricity is traveling up and down my spine. My cells feel like they are vibrating.

She pulls away and then sinks back down. I close my eyes and throw my head back. Shit, her tongue decides to join in. She runs it along the back of my cock, up to the head.

She is deepthroating me and moans while licking the base of my cock with her tongue.

Her moans make my knees buckle. I let go of the base of her head and press my hands onto the washing machine for balance. “Shit, Sage.”

She pulls back and starts rolling her tongue around my head. She’s French kissing my fucking penis, and I’m losing my mind.

I grip her hair hard, I need more of whatever voodoo she is doing. She opens up and takes me to the back of her throat again.

“Oh fuck baby. Suck it harder,” I moan huskily. I move my hand off the machine and place it on the top of her head, creating the perfect rhythm for her.

I can hear the sticky sound of her juices.

“Tap it for me baby, I wanna hear it.”

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