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“If you want to,” I breathe. He roughly sucks on my clit and my hand moves to his head. “Fine. Yes. Pierce your cock.” He gently laps at my clit again, rolling his tongue in a circle. “Fuck.”
“Just the head?” he asks between licks. “Or the whole thing?”
“I don’t care,” I groan as I roll my hips against his face. “The whole thing.” I feel him smile against me before he starts eating me like crazy. My fist tightens in his hair as I grind against his face, helping him drive me toward my orgasm. “Ez, please. Fuck. Please.” I grip the sheets, my nails digging into my palm.
He doesn’t stop. If anything, my begging only encourages him. He growls and pulls me tighter to him, his fingers digging into my thighs. My back arches off the bed as I edge closer to release, my soreness secondary to everything I’m feeling.
I put my hand over my mouth, forcing myself to be quiet when it’s the last thing I want to do. Ezra’s hand slides between my legs and he slips two fingers inside me, curling them as he fucks me with them, hard.
My orgasm teeters on the edge, and when he roughly sucks my clit, I moan into my hand. I clamp around his fingers, and he groans, the vibration shooting through me and forcing me into oblivion.
He gently laps at me as I come down, his fingers slowly sliding in and out. I finally collapse back to the bed and he pulls his mouth away from my pussy to kiss my thigh, to my hip, and up my body.
“I love the way you sound,” he says before kissing me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth. I groan into his mouth as I wrap my arms around him, holding him to me.
“Please fuck me,” I breathe. He rocks his hips against me, letting me feel how hard he is.
“I’m recording it,” he says as he pulls away. I blink at him. He reaches for his phone on the nightstand and I grab his arm.
“What?”
“I’m recording it,” he repeats as he taps on his phone a few times. “I want to remember our first time forever.”
“Ez,” I choke out a laugh. “You can’t record—” His eyes lift to mine and I pause.
“Yes, I can,” he says. “And I’m going to. I want to watch my cock sliding into your sloppy cunt for the first time for the rest of my life.” I just stare at him. He sighs, tilting his head to the side. “You really don’t want to watch me fucking you?” I bite my lip as I think, and he laughs. “That’s what I thought. Open your legs.”
Hesitantly, I spread my legs wider, and he unceremoniously slides his boxers off, leaving him naked. I’ve never once described a dick as beautiful, but Ezra’s is. Somehow, it’s perfect.
Which shouldn’t be fucking surprising. This man is a walking ego, of course he has a pretty dick.
He aims his phone down, and the little beep as he presses record makes me hold my breath. My heart hammers in my chest as I watch him stroke himself for the camera, his groans throaty and so fucking hot.
“Ready for my cock, love?” he breathes. He rubs the head of his cock against my clit, and I whimper. Slowly, he pans the camera over my body to my face. I quickly slap my hands over it, hiding. “Don’t hide. Let me see how beautiful you are.” I spread my fingers and glare at him through them. He grins as he lowers the camera back between my legs. “Look at this fucking pussy.” His words are barely audible as he zooms in, using his other hand to push my legs wider.
I force myself to take a deep breath and calm down. It’s not like he’ll show anyone the video. He’s far too possessive to do that. It’s still fucking terrifying giving someone this much power over me.
He rubs his thumb against my clit, and my worries start to fade. He works it back and forth, making me moan into my hands. Finally, I drop them away and stare down at where his cock bobs in front of my pussy.
“Fuck me,” I breathe. “I need you.”
“What was that?” He points the camera back at me, a stupid grin on his face. I flip him off, and he laughs.
“Isaid,” I say, drawing the word out. “I need you to fuck me. I need your cock, Ez.”
“Fuck,” he breathes. He doesn’t waste anymore time as he aims the camera back at his cock. He strokes himself as he presses against my entrance. “Such a tight little cunt.” I grip the sheets as he slides into me at an achingly slow pace. “Feel me stretching you, baby?”
“Yes,” I moan. “Please, don’t fucking stop.”
“Not if my life depended on it.” He slams the rest of the way in, making me yelp and slap my hand over my mouth. He gives me a slow mocking grin, like he knew what my reaction would be and did it on purpose.
He pulls out then roughly slams back in, his soft grunts filling the room. I brace my hands flat on the headboard above my head, holding myself in place as he fucks me. My tits bounce with each thrust, and I squeeze my eyes shut to focus on not screaming.
His hand drops to my waist, holding me in place, the other still pointing his phone at where we’re joined. My nails dig into the fabric headboard and I wrap my legs tighter around his waist.
“Fuck,” he grunts. “Roll over.” He suddenly pulls out and my eyes snap open.
“What?” I pant. My gaze drops to his hand and I watch him roughly stroke himself, his head red and angry, the rest of his cock painfully hard.
