The Rich And Bold

Bitter Leigh- Anne

CHAPTER FORTY

TRACY

We did not even last thirty minutes.

It started when Ezra insisted on feeding me the snacks. We started lightly with snacks like drinks, chips, and candy. I could only do so much to restrain myself by then. He made it a point to rub my lips seductively whenever he fed me. Coupled with the sensual moans from the TV, I was at my wit's end. To top it, his dick had hardened further and twitched against my ass, begging to be released and sated. I had been fully seated on his lap by then. I had kept moving uncomfortably when I was seated in front of him, and because he wanted me rubbing against him instead of the floor, he pulled me onto his lap.

The atmosphere was heated. My dress had ridden up, and the crotch of my underwear was wet.

Unsurprisingly, Ezra had brought strawberries and syrup. He dipped the strawberry in the syrup and brought it to my lips. Just when I was about to take my first juicy bite, he brushed it against my chest.

"Oh wow." He smirked. "I'm so sorry. Let me help you clean it up."

I cleared my throat. "I'm fine, thanks." I leaned forward for a tissue to wipe it but ended up feeling liquid at the back of my neck, and his tongue which was cold from the chilled pineapple juice lapped at it. I shivered and gasped.

"Ezra, stop." I shut my eyes. 

"You don't want me to" He replied. He pulled my head back unto his shoulder and snaked his hand beneath my dress.

I made a move to stop his hand, but he held mine with his other hand and whispered in my ear, "Stop trying to fight it." and then he bit it seductively, simultaneously, he snaked his hand into underwear to find my nub. My eyes shut involuntarily as a moan slipped out. I opened my eyes again to see him staring at me with heated, and dilated brown eyes. His fingers moved down to my slit where he gathered some liquid and brought it back up to my clit to rub against it.

"Fuck" I moaned, shutting my eyes again.

"You are so wet. Did you think you could resist for that long?"

Fuck it! I thought and connected my lips with his. I held his neck firmly as he continued to rub his hand against me. As my pleasure intensified, I began to grind against his enticing bulge.

"That's right." He muttered against my lips. "So beautiful" He sank his first two fingers inside me, which caused my eyes to roll back.

"Yes, yes yes."

He moaned and continued to pump in and out of me steadily. 

After a while, he turned so that we were facing each other and hastily pulled my dress off my body. As soon as my dress was off, I pulled off his sweatshirt also and unlaced his sweatpants. I yanked them down hastily and came face to face with his sizeable pleasure stick. He did not wear boxers. No wonder. 

I stared at it in awe. It was pink and nice. My ex-boyfriend slept with me in the dark, so Ezra's penis was the first I had ever seen clearly.

He stared at me as I stared at it.

"You can touch it if you want."