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Aria slowly unzipped her top, pulling it over her head, dropping it, letting it gather in a pool at her feet. Ezra eagerly looked on as Aria approached him like a predatory animal stalking her prey. Reaching him, she enfolded him within her arms and pressed her lips securely against his. With little resistance he willingly opened his lips, his tongue quickly darting out and caressing the top of Aria's mouth. The kiss quickly deepened and she pressed her body tighter against his, wanting him to feel just how badly she wanted and needed him at that moment. Reluctantly, Ezra tore his lips from hers and stared down into her smoky eyes.
"I have a class in fifteen minutes," he informed her.
There was no way she was going to let him stop her from her mission. She was here, as Emily put it, "to reconnect" with Ezra. All these months of hiding their relationship were beginning to take a toll on her. Why else would she have started having dreams about Jason? As she figured it, she was thinking about him because he suddenly seemed a safe option. Someone she could be with and not have to worry about what people thought…what her parents thought. He was someone she could be openly seen with in public. No hiding…no sneaking around… no fear of discovery. What she needed from Ezra today, was a reminder of why all the secrecy and lies were worth it. She wanted to rekindle the passion she felt from each smoldering look he gave her across the classroom when she had been helpless to act upon them.
Aria's luminous eyes locked onto Ezra's gaze and she responded, "that's plenty of time." That was all the permission he needed. With her validation, Ezra crushed his lips back onto Aria's, tongues entwined and battling for dominance. His arms encircled her waist, pulling her closer into his body. She reveled at how perfectly they seemed to fit together, like two pieces of the same puzzle. His hands caressed up and down her spine, sending goose bumps of pleasure down her arms. She felt her heart rate begin to increase as the situation grew more intense.
And then, suddenly, Ezra broke the connection. He pulled his head away from Aria even as she attempted to lean forward to continue and deepen the kiss. "Maybe this isn't such a good idea," he told her. Even as he said it, his eyes were still locked onto her lips that were swollen and lush from all his kisses.
Still within his arms, Aria reached up and started to loosen his tie. Why was he playing so hard to get? It was clear that he wanted her just as much as she wanted him. She noticed that his eyes were still fixated on her lips, so she seductively bit down on her bottom lip, knowing that this always drove him crazy with desire. With his tie loosened, she started to undo the top three buttons of his shirt. "I think," she said as she continued with the buttons, "we spend entirely too much time thinking. Don't you think?" As she asked her question, Ezra tore his gaze away from Aria's lips and met her smoldering look. At that moment, all resistance dissolved. He eagerly nodded his head in affirmation and brought his lips down onto hers. With little effort, he lifted her up by the waist. Aria eagerly wrapped her legs around his hips and continued the passionate kiss as he made his way over to the couch.
Still entwined in each others arms, they fell to the couch, Aria's legs stilled wrapped on either side of Ezra. She had felt the change in him as soon as she had asked him the question. She knew that she was now in complete control over how far things were about to go. Ezra was done fighting the attraction… he was done urging them to wait for a better time. She had won this battle. She pulled herself over against the back of the couch, allowing her arms to have the necessary room to continue unbuttoning his shirt. When the cotton material finally fell open to his waist, she pulled slightly back from him and slipped the tie from around his neck, letting it fall softly to floor next to them. With this last obstacle out of the way, she was able to fully open his shirt, exposing his chest to her eager hands.
Her brightly colored fingernails lightly grazed the surface of his lower stomach. She saw his muscles clench and ripple as he drew in a shaky breath from the unexpectedly delicate touch. Her hands began to inch upward, growing bolder and more demanding as she memorized every inch that she covered. Unable to resist the pleasurable torture that Aria's caresses were having on him, Ezra reached up and pulled her down, so that she was once against fully on top of him, her hands effectively pinned in- between them. One of his hands was pressed against the back of Aria's hair, buried deep within her chestnut locks. He always loved the feel of the silken strands, especially at times like these when they swept forward creating a curtain around her beautiful face, delicately whispering against his own skin.
With his other hand Ezra began to stroke her side and back going lower and lower until it came to rest on the small of her back and the hem of her black laced top. His hand dipped beneath the top and, with it now in direct contact with her skin, he started a path back up toward her shoulders, stopping when he made contact with the clasp of her bra. When his fingers stilled, Aria moaned deep into his mouth. Whether from frustration or excitement Ezra wasn't quite sure.
Aria had been lost in the moment, beyond herself with joy when she felt Ezra's hands pulling on her clothing, as if he too felt compelled to feel even closer than they were…the need to feel flesh on flesh. And then he had stopped… Was he having second thoughts? This all felt too good for Aria to let it come to an end so soon. Without a second thought Aria pushed against Ezra's chest and sat straight up, still straddling his hips. Looking him in the eye, she reached down and quickly pulled the lace top up and over her head, leaving the upper half of her body clothed only in the small silky black bra that pushed her breasts upward where they threatened to spill over the top. Finally, she thought, I'll be satisfied with the feel of his skin against mine. Her hair fell forward over the side of her face as she leaned down and continued the kiss. Both of them allowed their hands to roam over each others body, eagerly learning and memorizing all curves.