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“That’s so thoughtful,” I murmured before I dragged my tongue over the precum that hung from the tip of his cock. My hands shook as I placed them against his thighs. “I want to ravish you, Ez. I want to kiss every inch of your beautiful body and show you just how perfect you are.”

I stared up at him as I tried to gather myself together. This wasn’t the first time for me, so why did it suddenly feel like it was? I could count on one hand how many men I had been with. All of a sudden, I was nervous, overwhelmed, and wondered if this was going to go horribly wrong.

Ezra touched my cheek lightly. “Baby, do you need me?”

“I think, yeah... I think I do.” I swallowed the anxiety that threatened to bubble up from inside of me.

He patted the mattress. “Sit down, Carson, let me take care of you.”

Chapter Fourteen

Ezra

CC moved to sit backon the bed, and I quickly took control. I wondered if he had this problem with all his partners or if it was just me. I slid onto his lap, pressing soft kisses against his jaw and mouth.

“I’m right here,” I whispered. “Tell me if you need me to stop or if it’s too much.” I reached down to grab his hands so that I could place them on my chest. “I need you to touch me, baby. Can you do that?”

“I want to touch you,” he assured me, his calloused palms roaming over my skin. “You’re so soft.” CC stopped to squeeze one nipple between his fingers.

I whimpered. “You don’t have to be gentle. I won’t break.” I reached for the bottle he had dropped onto the bed, but then changed my mind.

“Ezra, I don’t want to hurt you. I’m not into that.” CC’s chocolate orbs met mine.

I nodded as I dragged my tongue over his neck. “Tell me what youareinto.”

“Kissing,” he whispered. “I like...” His voice trailed off when I began to run my fingers through the hair on the nape of his neck. His breathing started to come out in pants as my lips moved down his muscled pecs, kissed his peach-colored nipple and then sucked it into my mouth, causing him to groan loud and low in my ear.

I smiled against his chest while I dropped a hand to reach over to find his left nipple. I teased it between my fingers as CC’s hands gripped my waist. I nipped and sucked at the pebbled bud before I kissed him again, my tongue tangling together with his inside his hot, wet mouth. His nails dug into my skin and my cock smeared precum against his stomach. Normally, I wasn’t into foreplay. I wanted to fuck, to come, and get it over with, but I could see that CC needed the buildup. He was the helpless romantic, after all.

“Lie back, baby,” I murmured, and when he did, I shimmied onto the bed and spun around so I could drag my tongue over the length of his heavy cock. The low groan he released told me all I needed to hear.

My best friend had a gorgeous dick. I might be biased, but yeah, it was the most amazing one I had ever seen. Long and thick, with a vein protruding right against the middle. I had always imagined what CC would look like. I wasn’t stupid. I knew he was hung, but this was better than I could have imagined it to be. I couldn’t wait to get it inside of me.

I gripped the base with one hand before I slowly wrapped my lips around the head and sucked him all the way down to the root. The sound CC let out was music to my ears. I always thought I was pretty good at giving head—I’d had a lot of experience—but maybe CC just hadn’t had the right man get him off. This wasn’t the first time I’d put my mouth on him, and I hoped it wouldn’t be the last.

“Oh my God.” I felt a hand on my leg as he reached for me. “I want...Ez, let me touch you...oh God.”