Page 30 of The Marriage Negotiation

It was the most erotic thing I'd had ever seen.

I slid my hands up Zaq’s arms, circling around his wrists, applying the lightest of pressure. I shifted my weight, pressing my body down until I could nuzzle Zaq’s neck and rub our chests together, feeling the sensual body beneath me.

I glanced down at the tanned and gleaming chest. It was lean, strong, and damn near perfect. I loved the sculpted way Zaq was formed. I ran my hands over the bare flesh, my nails scraping lightly, small red marks appearing along the way.

Glancing down Zaq’s body, I saw the outline of his erection beneath the fabric of his pants. It was full, stretched wide, and left little to the imagination. I released the snap on Zaq’s pants, pulling the zipper down until I saw the moist head of Zaq’s cock peeking out.

Zaq's tongue licked at my nipple, his lips nibbling sporadically. I gasped, arching back as that rough, rasping tongue stroked over my heated flesh. Oh, that was good, hot, with a gentle abrasion that had me panting as Zaq moved slowly to the other nipple.

I glanced down at Zaq again, staring into the deep pools of amber-green. I snaked my hand into Zaq’s slacks and massaged the heated flesh. It was hard, but felt like liquid silk under my fingers. I pulled at the waistband of Zaq’s pants, pushing the fabric down Zaq’s body until I could toss the fabric aside.

Zaq lay there stunningly naked now, exposed to my appreciative eyes. I drank the man in as I pushed Zaq’s thighs apart. Zaq didn’t hesitate. He parted his legs, showing off thesexiest thing I had ever seen. Zaq's body was such a sculpted piece of art to me, so perfect, so exotic.

I grinned as I pushed my body down until my head was even with Zaq’s weeping cock.

I needed to taste him.

I licked a path to Zaq’s cock. I nuzzled his balls before licking my way up the fully hard shaft and sucking at the engorged head to savor Zaq’s pre-cum. As I swallowed, I felt a small hand on my head and looked up to see Zaq gazing down at me, his brown eyes filled with hunger and need as great as my own.

Zaq’s fingers caressed my jaw, almost begging me to show him just what I could do with my lips. I leaned forward, engulfing Zaq’s cock. Zaq groaned out his pleasure as I swallowed the erection to the root.

Using my tongue, I lavished the tender depression beneath the swollen crown and then tongue-fucked the tiny slit, licking away the salty taste of Zaq’s desires.

I cupped the back of Zaq’s thighs, pushing the man’s legs back as I worked my mouth over his cock. Zaq wrapped his legs around my shoulders, pulling me closer.

Reaching around Zaq, I played at his hole, pressing my fingers against the throbbing muscle, but not entering.

Just teasing.

I reached my hand up, coating my fingers with my own saliva before placing them back at Zaq’s entrance, pushing three fingers deep into Zaq’s tight body, one at a time.

I wiggled my fingers, watching as Zaq fell apart in my arms. Since Zaq’s legs were on either side of mine, I pushed his legs further apart, opening Zaq wider.

"Don’t stop, Pat," Zaq begged. "F–feels so good."

In that moment, I knew I would give Zaq anything he asked for. I was totally lost in my love for him. I would capture the stars and lay them out at Zaq’s feet if that’s what he wanted. I washopelessly and irrevocably in love with Zaq, had been since we were teenagers.

Zaq shouted, and his hips bucked, pushing his cock to the back of my mouth as hot seed spilt down my throat. I drank it down like a dying man, pulling every last drop from Zaq’s thick cock.

I let Zaq’s dick slide from between my lips as I leaned back. "Lube?"

Zaq didn’t move for a moment, his breathing heavy, and then he pointed toward the end of the bed. I saw the lube and condom lying on top of the covers. I grabbed them both.

My hands trembled as I tore open the condom and rolled it down my aching shaft. It didn't get any better when I grabbed the lube, squirted some out in the palm of my hand, and then coated my painfully straining erection.

I was so hard and ready that I feared I would come just from lathering my cock. The thought had my head spinning as I tossed the bottle of lube aside and leaned back over Zaq.

The head of my cock touched Zaq’s sensitive hole, but I didn’t push forward. Not yet. I watched in fascination as a shudder ran over Zaq, making his entire body tremble. I drew in a shuttering breath, telling myself over and over again to gain control.

I was so damn close already.

Zaq’s eyes sparkled, telling me what he truly wanted. I leaned forward, placing my hands on Zaq’s chest. My cock brushed along Zaq’s crease as I ran my tongue over the man's parted lips.

I reached up and touched Zaq’s moist lips, the pads of my fingers tingling as I ran them along the smooth and soft skin. I gripped the back of Zaq’s neck, pulling him up, taking Zaq’s lips with my own, my tongue plunging forcefully into his mouth.

"I want to ride your cock," Zaq whispered against my lips.

The rumble of pleasure that echoed through my chest made me shiver.

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