Carson slowly undressed me, taking the time to admire every inch of exposed flesh as if it were a precious gift. His strong hands caressed me, sparks spreading through my veins until my entire body was trembling with desire and need. He laid me down on the bed, leaving me to wonder what he was doing as he crossed the room to his dresser.
My butt clenched when he turned around, a new bottle of lube in one hand and a strip of condoms in the other. “You are so fucking beautiful, Ezra. Do you still want to do this? We can wait.”
“Don’t you dare,” I warned him. Just so he’d know how ready I was for him to make love to me, I curled my fingers around his wrist, pulling his hand to my erection. “I need you, Carson. Please don’t make me wait any longer.”
We explored each other’s bodies with a gentle reverence that gradually grew more urgent as our need for one another grew stronger than I thought was possible. His mouth left trails of fire everywhere he touched, sending waves of pleasure cascading through me until I thought I’d be swept away by its intensity.
23
CARSON
I couldn’t get enoughof Ezra. I wanted to remember every whimper and moan as I licked and kissed my way down his chest. The way his body arched as I cupped his balls in my hand. I batted his hand away when he reached for my cock. “Not yet, baby. Let me make you feel good.”
That sounded a hell of a lot better than admitting to him I was already struggling to keep from busting a nut just from having him laid out beneath me.
Ezra’s usually guarded green eyes darkened with desire. His full lips parted slightly as I leaned in to kiss them, and a low moan escaped as my tongue caressed his. He tasted sweet, like sugar and vanilla, and I wanted to savor every moment with him.
My hands roamed the length of his body as I kissed him—the smooth expanse of his chest, the soft lines of his hips, and the surprisingly hard muscles of his thighs. I was determined to make him feel as good as possible, and I couldn’t get enough of him.
Ezra’s eyes fluttered shut as I explored the length of his body, my lips and hands teasing him with pleasure. He was so beautiful, so perfect, and it was all I could do to keep myself from straddling him and burying myself deep inside. But I was determined to make this last, to make him feel good for as long as possible. I wanted to make him happy, and I wanted him to remember this moment, this time between us, forever.
My hands shook as I spread his thighs wide, settling between them. There were some things about sex that were universal, and I knew better than to give into my caveman urges and bury my dick inside his tight hole. I needed to stretch him, get his body good and loose for me.
Even though my heart was pounding, I slowly pressed one finger into Ezra, feeling the warmth of his tight body. If he was this tight around the tip of my finger, I couldn’t imagine I’d last more than one pump when it was my dick breaching him. I stilled when he hissed, looking up his body and hating the pinched expression on his face.
“Don’t stop,” he pleaded. “I’m good. Just…how is that so different from when I play with myself?” As soon as he realized what he’d said, he covered his face with a pillow, groaning loudly.
I smoothed my free hand over the sparse hair on his inner thigh. I loved that he was already so lost in his arousal that his filter had checked out. I lowered my body enough to place a soft kiss on the tip of his cock. I licked the precum from my lips, sending my mind into a state of frenzy. I wanted to suck him deep, taste him, feel his slender cock tapping at the back of my throat as I fucked his little hole with my fingers. But that would likely have to wait for next time.
“One of these nights, I’m going to make you tell me about how you play with yourself,” I warned him. My finger worked deeper into his hole. “Maybe I’ll make you show me instead. I have a feeling there’s a dirty boy hiding under that carefully polished shell. And I can’t wait to make you lose control.”
His breathing got faster and louder as I moved cautiously, in and out. With every motion, I felt a tugging inside me—both fear and excitement. His hands clutched tightly at the sheets beside us as if torn between wanting it to stop and wanting it to never end.
I could tell he was close, but it was time for something new, something daring and exciting. Taking a deep breath as I settled onto my stomach, I slid my tongue along the length of his tight hole until he moaned loudly. His whole body tensed under me, and even in this moment of pleasure, there was a sliver of fear radiating from him. The fact he trusted me enough to let go completely and accept whatever pleasure came his way was intoxicating.
His body quivered as I ran my tongue around the rim of his tight hole before slipping inside with two fingers. He cried out in delight as he pushed back against my tongue greedily, wanting more sensation than what my fingers could provide. My heart raced with satisfaction at being able to give Ezra so much pleasure. His surrender was an amazing thing to witness. Teasingly, I flicked my tongue against the sensitive nerve endings inside him before pushing deeper into his tight hole with another lubricated finger to stretch him farther. I couldn’t hold out much longer.
After slipping on a condom and smearing Ezra’s tight hole with more lube, I started slowly, steadily massaging his entrance with two slick fingers. His body trembled beneath me, his moans becoming more frantic as he adjusted to the sensation. Satisfied that he was ready for me, I leaned over and kissed him deeply as I entered him inch by inch. My heart raced at the feeling of him surrounding me completely, squeezing around my cock tightly.
Every nerve ending in my body tingled as I reached for Ezra’s lips, the electric current between us igniting a passionate embrace. His body moved in perfect harmony with mine, melding to it like two pieces of a puzzle. We thrust together with a frenzied rhythm that felt almost alive, and as our sweat mingled, I moaned softly against his mouth.
“You feel amazing,” I uttered breathlessly, feeling the heat enveloping my cock, threatening my resolve to make this good for him. Ezra growled deep in his throat as I drove harder and faster into his ass, pushing both of us closer to an exhilarating climax. I’d known the sex between us would be good, but never in my wildest dreams had I imagined claiming someone could feel this fucking good. “Fuck, you’re so tight.”
Ezra responded with a loud moan as his hole clenched around me, my fingers gripping his hips tightly to keep him from moving away. Faster and faster, I thrust into him, our breath coming in short gasps and our bodies slick with sweat. My muscles burned, but the pleasure I felt was so intense it overruled any other sensation.
The heat between us rose until I felt Ezra’s body clench down on me like a vice grip before he let out a roar of pleasure as his orgasm hit him like an electric shockwave. In response, I shuddered against him as my own intense climax took over my senses, leaving me temporarily paralyzed and dazed. I wished like hell there wasn’t a barrier between us. I wanted to see my cum leaking from his shattered body when I pulled out. My fingers itched with the desire to push it back into him, fingering him languidly until he was hard and begging for round two.
As we both came down from our shared high, I leaned in and tenderly kissed Ezra again before rolling off him with a contented sigh.
We clung to each other for what felt like an eternity, letting the warmth of our passion radiate through us. Ezra’s breath tickled my chest as he let out a satisfied sigh.
“That was incredible,” he murmured against my skin.
My smile widened, and I kissed his forehead before replying softly, “It certainly was. But I should warn you, now that I know what your body feels like around mine, I’m going to want it every fucking day.”
“I can’t promise every day, but same.” He curled around my body, his eyes drifting shut. We needed to clean up, but I couldn’t bring myself to disrupt his sated peace.
Just a few minutes wouldn’t hurt anything…
