Chapter Five
Carson
Iwasn’t sure whatversion of Ezra I was going to get right now as we moved from his kitchen to the bedroom. Sassy, flirty, or the one I just witnessed in that video. Sexy, dirty, and filthy. Honestly? I wanted the latter, because holy shit. I had never heard my best friend talk like that before.
“You like when I fuck myself, don’t you?”
“You want to come all over my face, Daddy?”
“God, I wish it was your fat cock in my ass instead of this toy.”
Fuck, it was the hottest thing I had ever heard. Clearly, I had been with the wrong men. None of them had ever spoken to me like that. My dick was so hard right now it hurt. I wanted to force Ezra onto his knees so I could blow my load all over his face. Just like he’d spoken about in that video. Was he really into that sort of thing?
“Uh, what exactly are we going to do?” Ezra turned to look at me once we were in the bedroom. “I mean, you said you wanted me to show you. Do I get the dildo I used and—whoa, okay.”
He bounced onto the bed when I pushed him down and splayed my body over his, trying not to hurt him.
“You have a filthy mouth,” I murmured as I pressed my nose into Ezra’s neck so I could inhale his scent. He still smelled like sweet cinnamon.
“You’re hurting me,” he wheezed.
“Oh, shit.” I sprang from the bed. “I’m so sorry.”
Ezra laughed as he shook his head. “No, honestly, I was into it until you pressed your giant body into mine. It’s my ribs.”
“You’re into it?” I asked before I noticed the bulge in his pants.
He nodded. “Maybe I could just take off my clothes, and...” Ezra dropped his gaze. “Is this weird?”
“Take off your clothes. Yeah, I’d like that. Should I do the same?”
“CC, are you nervous?”
I wasn’t until I nearly broke you.“Maybe.”
Ezra stood up. “Boo, it’s me.” He tugged off his shirt, and the sight of the bruises had me balling my hands into fists. “You liked it, right? The video?”
“It was so fucking hot,” I admitted. “I just...I want...”
