Page 87 of Wrapped in Red
He nodded. “Yes, so ready.”
I slapped his ass with my free hand before I slowly eased my fingers out.
“Ezra.”
He turned to look at me over his shoulder, his cheeks pink and his eyes heated and heavy.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too.” He smiled at me. One so big that it nearly split his face. “I’m going to make this so good for you.”
I leaned back on to the pillows. “I know you are.”
Ezra winked at me before he grabbed the lube and the toy. I watched as he slicked it up with lube before he turned to look at me, his teeth digging into his fat bottom lip before he reached behind him to press the tip against his entrance.
“Ready, baby?”
“I am,” I assured him, my cock already begging for relief.
He smiled. “I hope so.” Then he started to ease the toy inside. “Fuck.”
Ezra arched his back, and we both groaned. My hand instantly wrapped around my cock as I watched the flesh-colored toy start to disappear inside him.
“I wish...Carson...I wish it was you.”
“That makes two of us.”
His eyes darted back to mine, his dark eyes nearly black. I gripped myself so tight it nearly hurt. My orgasm was already starting to creep up my spine and over my hips.
Ezra began to slowly fuck himself, his breath coming out in slow, breathy moans. “God, it feels so good.” I was going to come before he even got started. “You feel so good, baby.” His eyes landed back on my face. “So big and thick, buried deep inside of me. Stretching me, filling me.”
“Ezra,” I groaned out his name as my hand moved up and down my length in the same rhythm.
He let out a whine, and his eyes clamped shut. I was suddenly on my knees, grabbing that fucking toy and tossing it on the floor before I pushed him down onto his back.
“Mine,” I growled. “You’re all fucking mine, do you hear me?”
Ezra nodded. “Fuck me. Please fuck me.” Ezra begged. “I need you, Carson.”
That would make two of us. “I know, princess.”
I slapped lube on myself before I slid all the way inside him in one fluid motion. I stared down into Ezra’s beautiful face, the way his lips formed a perfect circle as he watched me. I leaned down to drag my hands through his soft hair.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too,” he whispered.
I gripped his hips and slowly began to move, the precum on the tip of Ezra’s cock dripping down his taut stomach. I reached down and ran my thumb over it before bringing it up to his mouth. He sucked it off without hesitation. He smiled at me, his hips canting, his cock bobbing with each thrust of my hips. I grabbed his hands and pushed them up over his head to link our fingers together and buried my face in his neck, his sweet scent invading my senses.
“Carson.” Ezra called out my name as I pegged his prostate. “Please, baby, I need to come.” He wrapped his legs around my waist as he writhed beneath me.
I nipped at his neck and dragged my teeth over his skin before I released his hands to drop mine to his hips. “You want to come for me, princess?”
“Fuck.” His eyes rolled back the second his fingers made contact with his cock, and thick streams of cum landed over his stomach and chest; his mouth was open, but no sound came out.
I joined Ezra moments later, my release filling him as I called out his name and sweat trickled down my cheek. Then I eased out of him, leaned down, and dragged my tongue over Ezra’s stomach to clean him up, smirking when he combed his hands through my hair.
“Dirty, filthy man,” he murmured as he watched with sleepy eyes.
