Page 60 of The Family Man

“I want all of it,” I scream at him.

He thrust his hips back and forth. I can feel my arousal, wet at the side of my inner thigh.

He pushes my plait to the side and bites my neck, like he is marking me.

“You’re fucking mine, Sage.”

I fall over, my orgasm crashing down around. He covers my mouth with his as he takes in my orgasm.

He follows right after, groaning and falling forward on me.

The room smells of clean sweat and sex. “You okay?” he asks.

Was I okay? I am great!

“Yes, I am,” I whisper, still trying to catch my breath.

“We need to find a bed to do this.” He chuckles, he reaches over and takes the machine off

As I’m about to answer when we hear a knock on the laundry room door.

We both go still, hoping it was not a knock.

The knocks become insistent.

I hustle to put on my clothing, feeling around for them in the dark. “Turn the light on.”

Light shines throughout the laundry room. I put my clothes on.

Zac looks over at me, and I nod, signaling for him to open the door.

Nikhil is leaning against the wall, looking up at the two of us like he knows we're up to no good.

“Hey, buddy. Did you come downstairs for water?” Zac asks; he is trying to distract Nikil. Nikhil tilts his head to the side like he was trying to figure out what we were doing.

“Okay, let’s go for some water.” I pass by Zac and give my palm to Nikhil. He takes it, and the three of us walk back into the kitchen.

After the water Zac carries Nikhil back to bed and comes out to the porch to meet me on the swing.

“What do you think I can do to get closer to my kids?” He looks out into the empty street before us.

He caught me off guard with that question. “Take them to work with you next week. Show them what you love?”

He pulls his beard slowly “I can take them tomorrow. They start school next month.”

I rub his back. “That is awesome.”

“Nikhil started therapy, still nothing. No talking. The therapist says it’s a trust issue. Poppy started to wet the bed. It only happened once but still,” he sounds so frustrated.

“In time everything will come around honey. You are a great dad.” I offer my words of comfort to him.

He turns and pulls me onto his lap. I hold his face in my hand and I let our foreheads touch and I kiss him. “You got this baby.”

“Nah I got you,” he kisses me hard and I can feel him under my jeans.

“We should stop.” As much as I don’t mind making out with Zac, having an audience of our neighbors will not be cool.

“We are too far for them to see us but I will find us a bed next round.” We both chuckle at the thought.

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