I peppered kisses against Ezra’s neck. “Wake up, princess,” I whispered while I rubbed against him.
“Mm, what time is it?” he murmured.
I dragged my tongue over his Adam’s apple. “Does it matter?” I growled as I pressed against him.
“Carson.” He moaned my name as he arched his hips. The things it did to me when I heard my full name from his lips.
I slid my hand down to his dick. “I’m just as hard as you are, princess.”
The soft gasp he released made me yearn for more. The sleepy look on Ezra’s face made me smile, and when he returned it, I couldn’t stop myself from leaning forward to brush my lips over his.
“Good morning,” Ezra whispered.
“Good morning.” Then my mouth slanted over his before I could stop myself.
I want you, you, and only you.God, I had never had an attraction to another man like this before. My free hand gripped at his waist, pinning him down against the mattress.
“You can have me, baby,” he murmured.
Shit, I said that out loud. “Really?”
I ran my tongue over the outline of his mouth, my hand slipping between us and over his taut stomach. I watched the way his eyes darkened, heat and desire flooding inside them.
“Really.” Ezra smiled as he gripped my neck to bring our lips back together.
My hands began to roam all over his body as if they weren’t sure what they wanted to touch first. He was so smooth, so warm and soft. I loved touching him. He gripped my ass with his hands, pulling me closer, and I groaned at the way our cocks rubbed together even though I had my briefs on.
“What do you want from me, CC? Tell me.” His kisses were hot, wet with thirst, and I found myself giving him back what he gave me. Sucking, nibbling, biting his mouth while he watched me with those dark, heated eyes.
“I want you,” I confessed. “I want your mouth around my cock, mine around yours. I want to be inside of you again. Hell, I’ll let you inside of me if that’s what you want. I just want to make you feel good. Feel the way you tremble when you come, hear the way you moan my name when I swallow you down. Let me touch you, princess.” I shoved my hand between us to grip his cock.
His eyes rolled back. “Fuck yes,” Ezra whimpered.
“Yes?” I wanted him to say the words. Tell me he wanted this as much as I did, or I wouldn’t go any further.
Ezra nodded his head before he leaned forward to kiss me. “Yes.”
I gripped his chin with one hand while cupping his junk with the other. “Yes, you want me to touch you, princess? Make you come? Is that what you want?” I dragged my teeth over his chin, my hand tightening around his length.
“Touch me, jerk me off, make me come, Carson. I want you so bad. You never have to ask. I will always want your hands on me, your dick inside of me. It’s always going to be yes with you.”
I stopped to lick my hand before I wrapped it around the velvet smooth skin of his dick. I swiped my thumb over the precum that was leaking from the tip and began to pump my hand up and down.
“This is what you want?” I whispered.
“Y...yes.” Ezra groaned as I squeezed his cock, jerking him and dragging my tongue over his jawline. “Wait. I want to...let me touch you. Let me get you off, too.” He reached for my underwear, his hand shaking slightly as he pulled them down. That was different.
“You’re going to make me feel so good, Ez. You always do,” I whispered as his slim hand slipped into my briefs. I let out a hiss when his fingers made contact with my cock. “Jesus Christ.” I groaned as we both began to move in unison.
“So good,” he murmured as he found my mouth again, his tongue plunging inside. His lids began to sink lower and lower the longer we lay there, the sounds of our heavy breathing filling the room.
I could feel my body getting closer with every movement Ezra made. The way he flicked his finger over the head, the way he moaned into my mouth. The need to come built inside me until I thought it might burst.
“Princess.”
His eyes focused in on me as they opened, and his lips turned up as he pumped me faster. Then it was too late.
Hot, sticky cum spilled down my fingers as Ezra came with such force, I felt his small body shake beneath mine. My name was on his lips as he let go, his hand never stopping as he stroked me, and then I followed right behind him. My vision blurred, my hips canted forward, and my large body slumped down over his.
