I raise my knee, attempting to look sexy while getting on the bed, but it’s hard without the use of my hands. I once again lose my balance and fall on the soft duvet on my side, my teeth sink into the ball as I hear my unintelligible curse.
Ezra pulls me up on my knees. “Stop teasing me, Little Chick,” he says scoldingly into my ear. Teasing?
He kisses my wrists delicately, his breath on my skin instantly relaxing me. Then a choked gasp escapes me as he sinks his teeth into my hip with a rabid snarl. I love this sweet, wild side of him so much. Dog and wolf.
“Turn around and sit on my face.”
My eyes widen with surprise. “What?” The ball muffles my question.
I look at that firm set of his jaw, his plump lips, and picture him using them to rim me. Holy crap!
“I’ve been dreaming of your hole for months. I’m fucking ravenous for it,” he hisses, grabbing my hips. He effortlessly spins me and positions me over his head, straddling him.
One hand remains on my hip as the other clasps my own. The first touch of his wet, warm tongue feels like a branding caress. It shakes the very core of me, making me moan like a whore. And now I know why it’s called eating ass, because Ezra is actually devouring me like a starving man.
“Fuck, I could get drunk on this hole,” he groans. Every word he utters makes me twitch, every breath is like a wave of heat entering me. I feel like I’m about to die when his tongue starts pushing inside me. I scream as he goes deeper and pushes me down on it. He’s opening me up, prepping me with his tongue. My eyes close, and more nonsensical sounds come out. My chest is heaving, nipples achingly hard, thighs straining as Ezra’s nose brushes back and forth over my aching balls.
His tongue is fucking me relentlessly, making me clench in reaction. He moans against me, so low and deep that my legs tremble from the vibration he creates against my dripping ass. My cock is leaking onto my belly, desperate for friction. I need to come so badly.
“Ride my fucking tongue.” Ezra’s ordering voice reaches my ears, and I start rocking my hips frantically, crying with blissful agony as I try to get more of him inside me. My wrists pull at myrestraints, but I can’t get free. My nails sink into his palm. I’m the one losing my fucking mind now.
A finger suddenly slides inside me while I’m still fucking his tongue and I whimper ayes.More. Fuck me!I’m drooling, out of my mind. He can’t understand my words, but the desperation in my voice is clear because on my next thrust, two more fingers pierce me. My body is one large erogenous zone now, Ezra’s zone.
“What a fucking view,” he snarls as I keep dropping my ass on his three fingers. “You didn’t have all this space inside you before. I made this space. And now it’s waiting to be filled up again.” He curses and then spits on my hole and gives my balls a long lick. “My cock wants in your ass so fucking badly, Sully.”
His lips close around my skin near my entrance and suck hard. And I feel it, my climax is so close. I can almost…his fingers abruptly slide out of me, making me cry with such dissatisfaction a tear falls down my cheek.
He grabs my waist and lifts me over his torso. He sits me on his groin facing him, legs spread open, bent on each side of him. My hole feels cold and empty, clenching around nothing.
He drops lube on his dick and spreads it on the length. “You have thirty seconds to bury my cock where it belongs,” he then says with a forceful tone.
I glare at him, and he slaps my ass twice in response. I bite on the ball and rise on my knees, using my hands behind my back to line his cock to my entrance. As soon as I feel his tip, I drop down on it, taking it all in at once.
I throw my head back as I get stuffed to the brink, eyes widening, a silent scream in my throat. It hurts, and it feels so fucking goodhaving him inside me. It makes my eyes water with so many different emotions that they need to spill out over my cheeks.
“You’re getting better at taking it.” He gives me a carnal look, while his hands are squeezing my thighs to the point of bruising. “You like having me up your ass. Eh, Little Chick?”
I respond with an unintelligibleyesas I start pumping down his dick. It produces the obscene sound of wet skin slapping against hard skin. Of his cock spearing my soaked hole. My pleasure is rising once again, higher with each drive of my hips. Every one of my muscles is tensing in anticipation.
“Open your eyes,” he growls. I don’t stop moving while my eyes find his face. I see something dark and domineeringly sexy, it sends a delicious shiver down my spine. “You look at me while bouncing on my cock. I want to see your face when you come on it.”
He’s so bossy. I love it. It makes me ride him harder, faster. The restraints on my wrists and the ball in my mouth make me feel like a sex doll, used for his pleasure. It’s exactly what I need. The feel of hard leather on my body, my skin turned slick with sweat, his hands cupping my balls, but ignoring my screaming dick.
His breath hot on my skin pushes a gasp out of my mouth. “Want you to come from your hole,” he suddenly whispers in my ear.
He arches my torso back not stopping my pistoning movements. His lips suck on my nipple, biting and abusing it. He slides a finger between my ass cheeks and traces the rim of my hole where it’s stretched to the limit around his cock. Then he slightly shifts my body, and an insane burst of pleasure hits me. That’s when he starts thrusting up into me.
I tense almost immediately, a soundless scream and cum spurts from my dick, hitting my chin, my chest. He continues fucking up into me, extending my pleasure, making it reach every corner of my body. His growls and groans of pleasure melt inside my body, and my hole clenches every time he yanks me down.
“Jesus Christ, you’re trying to suck the cum out of me. So. Fucking. Good.” He spanks my ass as he rams his dick into me over and over, holding me still, one hand grabbing my hair, the other wrapped around the chain between my wrists. His flesh against mine is what my hot dreams are made of. Our heaving chests are touching, rubbing, and I can feel the hard thumping of his heart, the smoothness of his skin and hardness of his muscles, the strong demand in his grip. His eyes are on my face, burning with raw lust and consuming dominance. There is nothing hotter than hearing and feeling him losing his mind over me. I let out an unabashed moan, wanting him to know how much I crave him.
His hard, sharp thrusts in, and long, slow withdrawals drag every inch of his cock over my insides, turning me crazy. In the silence of the bedroom, we make slick, wet sounds.
He bares his teeth. “Open your legs wider, need to nut deep inside you,” he groans.
As soon as I do, he slams into me again and again, each plunge taking him higher, hitting my prostate head-on. It hurts, but the pain also feels good somehow. I came twice already. I don’t think I can again. I have no more jizz in me. But my body is responding to him like it’s spellbound, and I start to meet every one of his thrusts.
More sweat covers our bodies, and I lean forward to suck a mark on his neck. A litany of swear words falls from his lips. He grabsmy ass in his palms, fingers sinking into my skin, and shoves me harder on top of him. I moan into his neck as the motion makes his abs stroke against my cock. And I’m gone, again. My body quakes uncontrollably as my orgasm barrels through me with relentless force.
