Page 58 of Wrapped in Red

Chapter Eighteen

Carson

Igripped my cock inmy hand and pressed it against Ezra’s entrance just as he started to close his eyes.

“Look at me,” I hissed as I started to ease myself inside of him.

The heat of him, Christ, he was so tight, and I barely had the tip in.

“Baby, just...just fucking jam it in there,” he begged softly.

I gritted my teeth. “I will do no such thing.” I slipped in a little farther. “Ezra, I swear to fuck, if you don’t keep those gorgeous eyes on me, I won’t do this. I will pull my dick out, and you can suck me off instead.”

“You wouldn’t dare.” He gasped, but when I stopped moving, he raised his chin. “Fine, whatever.”

I leaned down to grip his jaw between my thumb and forefinger. “Who, princess?”

Mother of all things holy, if I didn’t get my cock all the way inside of him, I was going to come before I even got to enjoy this.

“The last guy I dated,” Ezra whispered, and his eyes filled with tears. “Just... I don’t want to ruin...Carson.”

He gasped my name when I slid all the way to the hilt. I grasped his ankles and tugged so he was flat on his back.

I groaned as I pushed into him, not pulling out. “You’re so tight, Ez, so fucking perfect. You feel so good wrapped around me.”

“Move, please. I need you to move,” he begged.

I did as he asked, and the low whine that escaped his throat had me wondering once again why we hadn’t done this sooner. It wasn’t like I didn’t find Ezra attractive before, it was the whole best friend thing...

I took in the way he looked spread before me in the dim lighting. The way his hard cock bobbed with each thrust of my hips, his hard pink nipples, and how he gripped the arm of the couch behind him with both hands. When I drove into him, Ezra arched up to meet my hips. He wanted this. He wanted me to fuck him, and he wanted it badly.

“You’re so perfect,” I told him with each thrust of my hips. “You take my cock so well, princess. It’s like your ass was made just for me. You should see it.”

Ezra’s eyes were wild with desire. “When did you start talking like that, baby?”

He dropped his hands down to twist at his nipples with one hand and wrapped the other around his dick. I watched as he began to jerk himself in time with my thrusts.

“Guess you’ve taught me a few things.”

“You should kiss me with that sexy mouth.”

I smiled as I leaned forward to do just that, his hand moving into my hair. “You like me fucking you, filling that tight ass?”

“Yes, Carson, I love it. I love having your big cock inside of me,” Ezra whispered.

I dragged my teeth down his jaw and over his throat.

“Me, too, princess,” I murmured as we moved together, not wanting this to ever end.

Sweat broke out over my body, and I struggled to hold on. My climax threatened to spill over, but I wanted Ezra to come first. I gritted my teeth as I pistoned harder, deeper, faster, and I let go of his ankles to grip his waist with my hands.