Chapter 19
Chapter Nineteen
MAURICIO
When Ezra had claimed the previous night that he would have climaxed from eating my cake alone, I thought he was joking. But I had just watched him do exactly that without touching himself. No one had ever appreciated my baking in such a sexual way before. To say it checked all my boxes of things that gratified me was an epic understatement. However, it was hard to settle on a single reaction when I was in utter awe of his erotic performance. “ Wow .” My dick throbbed from how badly I needed to come, but I didn’t dare touch myself for fear of coming to an embarrassingly early end.
He used a napkin to clean off his cum before moving to kneel between my legs. Running his hands up my parted thighs, he stared up at me with lust. He wetted his plush lips before asking, “Will you let me show you how much I appreciate your baking talents?”
I nodded, finding it difficult to form words because I was so spun up from his sexual display. After what he had done, I’d let him do damn near anything he wanted to me.
He reached up to steal one of the icing roses off my unfinished slice of cake, then rubbed it over my erect cock. I held my breath as he started by teasing me with little flicks of his tongue before he worked on sucking me clean. I spread my legs wider as I moved forward in the chair, spellbound as I watched him enjoying my icing like I had never seen before. It drove me wild as he moaned and whimpered around my length as he savored the buttercream.
When there was none left, he repeated the process with a new flower. It was even sexier the second time now that I knew what he intended to do. I grabbed the chair back to restrain myself as my other hand found purchase in his hair. Caressing him as he worked me, I wouldn’t last long. Not with the way his tongue drove me wild in its quest to clean every bit of frosting off my arousal.
Switching between deep-throating me and focusing on just the tip, he pushed me to my limits. But an idea came to mind that made me stop him from continuing. I guided him to straddle himself over my lap. As he kissed up my neck to tease one of my ears, I pulled off some cake with icing and held it up to Ezra in offering.
He opened for me, letting me slide it into his mouth. After he chewed and swallowed the piece, he slid my fingers into his wet warmth. His tongue lapped the frosting off before he sucked on them like he was giving me another blow job. Holding my gaze, he moaned around them at the same time he reached down to stroke my erection.
The combined stimulation caused me to explode all over his fist with a gasp. I watched in awe as he let my fingers slip free. He then put on a show of licking his hand clean of my cum with long swipes of his tongue.
“You’re definitely my favorite frosting.” He sucked his fingers into his mouth to finish cleaning them as he gave me a coy look.
I cupped the back of his neck and pulled him close enough to allow me to kiss him with a hunger borne from his erotic show. If I had any doubts before about being too impulsive about agreeing to marry Ezra after knowing him for one day, his actions eradicated my lingering qualms. I’d be a fool to let him go when he had proven over and over again that he was the perfect partner for me. I needed more mornings to start the same way. It also excited me to think about giving him sexy baking lessons, although the odds we would burn our desserts as we got distracted were pretty high. It would be a worthy sacrifice to the baking gods to enjoy the pleasures of his body.
Now that we had satiated our lust, it was time to indulge my curiosity.