“More, please.”
“What do you want, princess?”
Ezra glanced over his shoulder. “You, Carson. You inside of me. Fuck me. Fill me up, stretch me wide, and make me come all over your big, fat dick.”
“Don’t move,” I hissed as I removed my fingers.
I slathered my length in lube, then I grabbed his hips to position myself at his entrance and plunged inside. I stared at the way we fit together. How perfect we looked. How good it felt. Ezra clenched around me, and I groaned.
“Tease.” I slapped his ass, and he shifted his hips. My own bucked up, and we both groaned in pleasure.
Ezra started to slowly move, and I was mesmerized as I watched him. The way he stretched around my cock, slid up and down my length. It took everything I had not to come at the sight before me. He pressed his palms against my thighs as he rode me, and I gripped his slim waist to keep a steady rhythm going.
“Carson, you feel so good,” he whispered, and I caught sight of a bead of sweat as it slid down his back before it got stuck in the fabric of the bra. “I love you. I love you,” he chanted.
I smiled even though he couldn’t see me, and heat and pleasure flooded my veins. “I love you, too, Ezra.”
“Can I...will you...” Ezra’s head dropped forward as he let out a low, deep whine. “Fuck, I’m going to come.” He dug his nails into my legs as he let go, and I felt the splatter of his hot cum as he took what he wanted from me. When he was done, I gripped his waist tight to watch as I filled him from behind.
My cock jerked and twitched inside of Ezra’s ass as I emptied myself. I had never taken the time to actually do that before, not that I had a lot of experience, but it was one of the hottest things I had ever seen. The way it never seemed to stop. The way Ezra just took it all and pushed back, trying to milk everything I had.
When I was finally done, I helped him off and down on the carpet next to me.
“You are perfection,” I murmured, dragging a hand through his damp auburn hair. “Let me get something to wash you with.”
Ezra shook his head. “Mm, not yet. I like this post-coital bliss thing we have going on right now.”
“I might never get over the sight of how my cock looked emptying into your ass,” I confessed. His head popped up to look at me, a smile spreading over his face. “What?”
Ezra giggled. “You’re starting to sound a lot like me.”
“Your dirty mouth is rubbing off on me,” I teased before I pressed a kiss to his nose. “I meant what I said. I’m calling Holt tomorrow.”
He sighed. “Please don’t do that, CC. I don’t want to start a fight. Watts will get involved, and I just... Can you just drop it?”
“No.” I wasn’t planning on it either.
He started to stand up and grab his clothes.
“Ez, look at me,” I growled. “Hey, I’m serious right now. You were going to break up with me over that.Again.You have to stop doing that when things get complicated. What we have is none of Holt’s business. If Watts gets mad because I took a tone or whatever with his fiancé, that’s his problem. Holt shouldn’t be talking to you like that. He got mad when people gave him shit for them being stepbrothers. People got over it. Holt will get over this. You two might even become friends.” When he continued to stare at his phone, I nudged his leg with my foot. “Everything okay, boo?”
Ezra’s hand shook as he turned to look at me. “No, it’s not.” He held his phone out to me. “Ty leaked the video. The one I did with him. Everyone knows, Carson. They know I’m a camboy. How am I ever going to face them again?”
