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him a wicked grin and primly kissed the tip
before moving lower. She let her hands wander freely over his muscled calves
while alternating kisses across each thigh.
    He stiffened when she
reached the injured knee. The surgery incision was healing, but still red.
Carefully, Sandra kissed the wound. Jake relaxed as she moved lower with her
mouth, clearly relieved she had moved on.
    The scar didn’t bother
her, but she knew it bothered him. It didn’t take a degree in psychiatry to
know that. Sandra paused, moving her mouth to the knee. He started to stiffen,
and she massaged the calf muscles of that leg. “It doesn’t bother me.”
    He snorted. “You’re paid
not to care.”
    She blinked, having
almost forgotten the pretense that had brought them here. Clearing her throat,
she said, “You don’t have to pay me for tonight, Jake. Being with you is reward
enough.”
    He looked stunned, but
she didn’t wait for his expression to change. Sandra kissed the incision again,
working her way upward with determination. Wanting his thoughts off the injury
called for something that would definitely focus them elsewhere.
    She cupped his shaft in
one hand as her mouth neared the head. Sandra shifted slightly, to be more
comfortable, and licked the tip of his cock. Jake jerked in her hand, and she
pumped her palm up and down the length slowly, alternating between squeezing
tightly and holding him loosely.
    “Oh yeah,” he said as she
lowered her head.
    Sandra detoured from the
expected target to explore his balls. The soft curls posed little deterrent as
she licked, nibbled and sucked him as her hand continued to work the length of
him.
    Sandra glanced up, pleased to see he’d thrown back his head. His eyes were
closed, and the tendons in his neck had distended under the pressure of how tightly
he’d clenched his teeth. In a flash, she replaced her mouth with her free hand
and took his cock inside.
    Jake pumped his hips in
response, feeding more of his cock to Sandra. It took her a moment to adjust to
the length, but relaxing her throat helped her accept all of him. While bobbing
her head, she cradled his balls in her palm, stroking him gently. She tightened
her palm around the base of his cock and pumped him to the rhythm she set with
her head. Jake groaned and arched as she sucked him, making Sandra want to send
him over the edge. It was about pleasing him, but also about asserting herself
and establishing that she had the power to make him come. The idea of having
authority over any aspect of a man as strong and virile as Jake thrilled her in
a primal way, making her folds slicker than ever.
    The convulsions from his
cock pulsed against her palm, letting her know he was about to come. Sandra
waited until his stomach was tight and his cock was stiffer than it had been.
As he reached that moment, she slipped her finger behind his balls to massage
the sensitive area there. The fluid oozing from him increased copiously, and
she tongued the vee of nerves under his head.
    He tangled a hand in her
hair as he let loose with a shout of satisfaction. Sandra drank in his
completion, milking him of the last drop as his cock spasmed several times. Even after he had stopped trembling and had gone semi-rigid, she
held him between her lips for a few seconds longer.
    Eventually, Sandra had to
break the connection, and she met his gaze as she stood up to straddle his
thighs. Satisfaction warmed his eyes, and his lazy half-smile bespoke of how
much she had pleased him. “Thank you.”
    “You’re welcome.” It was
such a formal response that was at odds with the intimacy of the act, but
seemed appropriate. It seemed like Jake was thanking her for more than the blowjob.
The therapist in her sensed he was expressing his appreciation for her
acceptance of his injury.
    “My
turn.” Jake
wrapped his hand around her waist, lifting her higher.
    “Um
hmm.” Sandra
arched her hips, rubbing her pussy against his skin as he slowly dragged her up
his