Allen
On getting to our bedroom, I carefully placed him on the bed. Before either of us could even catch our breaths, I hovered over Ezra's naked body and devoured his mouth once again, our lips locking in a deep, desperate kiss that tasted like sweet wine and pure passion. Ezra pulled me closer, his chest heaving, his fingers tangling tightly into my hair as he kissed me back with everything he had.
I slowly pulled my lips from his, trailing slow, burning kisses down his jawline, over his throat, and straight onto his broad chest. Ezra let out a soft gasp, his back arching off the bed as my mouth flicked across his sensitive skin. I kept going lower, pecking at his stomach, tracing the subtle line of his muscles, dropping soft, lingering kisses around his hips and lower waist.
Reaching his thighs, I grabbed his knees and pushed them wide apart, opening him up completely to my view. Ezra whimpered, his dark eyes wide and blown out with raw lust as he watched me.
