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“Carson!” I yelp, gripping his bicep.

“You said you wanted to help.” He grins.

“I do…” I say, looking away. We haven’t had much sex since the first time because he’s been so busy with the team. So, I still get shy, not yet used to this part of our relationship.

“Ok, so be a good boy and help me then,” Carson whispers into my ear, and lays me down gently against the hardwood, it’s cool under my heated skin. I lift my hips as he pulls my pants and underwear off in one swift motion.

He’s eager, like he’s been waiting for this all night long.

“Look at you.” He says, gazing down at me, his eyes hungry and low.

Carson pulls the cake, or what’s left of it, over to my exposed body. My eyes widen as he swipes two of his fingers through the cream and brings them to his lips before licking them clean, with long and slow laps. My breath hitches watching his every move.

“Your turn.” He smirks.

I have no idea what that means, but I want it so bad.

To be good for him.

“Jaeyoung, please…” I whimper, waiting.

“Fuck baby…Don’t beg me like that.” He groans and begins spreading the cake all over my trembling body, groping my chest as he goes. I thread my fingers in his hair and whine when he bends over me, playing with my nipple between his teeth. His hands hot as he grasps my leaking erection. I choke, arching my back when he starts to twist his fists, using the cream as a lubricant.

This is so dirty.

But it feels so good.

And it feels even better when Carson suddenly leans down and takes me into his mouth, his tongue wrapping around my dick. The wet, heat consuming me instantly. I can’t even form a thought, all I can do is writhe and moan. He bobs his head up and down, taking me all the way into his throat and holding it there for a little before performing the motion again and again.

My body doesn’t feel like my own, it feels like it belongs to him. I’m so far gone, and I love being wherever he’s taking me.

“Oh! Carson wait! I’m going to…” I whine, my back curving away from the table.

He pulls off with a wet pop before licking a trail of spit down to my hole, “Mmm, so you do taste good.” He purrs.

I turn my head to see him take another handful of cream. He gently enters one of his fingers into me, a mewl escapes my lips when his tongue joins it. He works me open with his spit and the cake until I can take another finger. The air is knocked out of my lungs as he hits that bundle of nerves.

This is definitely his body.

It’s under his command.

Carson toys with me until I’m a sobbing, sticky mess. I can feel him smiling against my skin; he’s enjoying himself so much seeing me like this.

“Please, Please!” I moan. My eyes roll back as he uses his other hand to relieve my aching erection, and I cum all over myself in hot ropes, gasping for air. My back is going to be in so much fucking pain from the way I’m arching right now, but I don’t care.

“You did so good.” He smiles, kissing slowly, all over my inner thighs.

Carson returns to his full height and licks a long stripe of my cum mixed with the sweet dessert from his hand. The glint in his eyes, and the thick, hard imprint of his dick, tells me he’s not done yet.

“Now, do you wanna come get on your knees and finish helping me, baby?”

“Yes.” I whimper, still trembling.

It’s going to be a very, very long night.

Chapter 33

Carson sleeps under me, his chest rising against my cheek. It’s still dark out; my phone reads that it’s 4 am. I gently slide my body away from him, and off the bed, Jules follows me as we trail out of the room and into the kitchen.