I didn’t wait for him to finish. I slammed my lips over his and shoved my tongue inside his mouth. He tasted like sweet wine and my Ezra.
“Mine, you’re mine, and I don’t want anyone else. Do you hear me?”
“Carson.” He moaned softly.
I smiled as I leaned down to kiss his pouty mouth again. “Come here.” I lifted him back up into my lap. “Tell me you still want me.”
“I still want you.” He tucked his head under my chin. “I want you so bad, baby. I want to feel your cock inside me. Splitting me in half, wrecking my ass. Your hands on my body, everywhere all at once because you can’t stop touching me. I want...” I heard the hitch in his breath. “I want my name on your lips when you finally give in to your release and fill me with your cum. I want to be cum drunk on you, Carson.”
My cock plumped in my dress pants at his words. “Ezra.”
I tilted his head back. It was on the tip of my tongue to tell him things I should have said sooner. Confess all my feelings; instead, I let him swoop in to steal a kiss. Press those soft, warm lips against mine because the truth was, I was scared. Everything I was feeling was terrifying, and I wasn’t sure how he would react. He kept trying to push me away, only to pull me back in.
I left him sitting in my lap the rest of the ride back to the hotel. Neither of us spoke, and as I traced circles into Ezra’s skin with my fingers, I wondered if he fell asleep. This was a lot for him, for both of us, and he had to be exhausted. But when the limo slowed before it stopped completely to let us out, his head popped up and he gave me a shy, sexy smile.
Once out of the limo and inside the elevator, Ezra held my hand, still not speaking, just leaning his small body against mine. I slid the key into the door to unlock the hotel room, only to have him reach up and tug lightly at the bowtie around my neck.
“CC,” he whispered softly.
“You want something, princess?”
Ezra nodded. He pulled the fabric off and dropped it to the floor. “I think I’ve sobered up a little bit.”
“Have you? You drank a lot of wine tonight,” I murmured as I watched him, blood rushing through my veins. My hands itched to touch him, to place him on the bed and strip him bare.
He smiled as he tried to remove my coat. “Help me with this.”
“I think you’re doing a good job on your own.”
“I don’t want to ruin it. It’s a rental, right?”
I chuckled softly. “You want to rip off my clothes, Ez? Is that what you’re telling me right now?”
His dark eyes were nearly black when he stopped to tug the shirt from my slacks. “Carson, I’m afraid you’re going to change your mind.” He slid his soft hands over the hard muscles of my stomach.
“I won’t,” I assured him.
He stopped to stare at me with lust-filled eyes. “Promise?”
“Is that what you’re really afraid of right now? I am yours, Ezra. As long as you want me.” I cupped his head in my hands. “No one is going to take me away from you.”
He nodded. “I want you,this,so bad, CC.”
“How long have you wanted to be with me like this, princess?” When he didn’t answer, I tilted his face up further.
Ezra licked his lips. “Since...since that night in the club.”
My stomach clenched at his words. Was that why he ran from me? Because he wasn’t sure how to act on his feelings?
“See, this is why—What are you doing?”
I ripped my dress shirt from my body before I began to unbutton my pants. “Getting naked for you.”
“I can see that, but...oh.”
I yanked my pants down my muscled thighs along with my briefs and sat down on the bed. My cock was hard, begging for him to touch me, and it twitched when I caught him looking at me.
“Are you going to just stand there and stare at me, princess, or take off your clothes?”
