a/n: Hey, guys. Last installment of some Aria and Ezra goodness. Just a heads up—this chapter is a bit explicit.

Thanks for the reviews for last chapter. I hope you enjoy this one!

Aria couldn't tell you how she got here—one minute she and Ezra were sitting outside of the coffee shop at a picnic table talking, the next, they were at his apartment, her body pressed up against the door by his.

She tipped her head back as his lips kissed her neck, lifting her hands to his shoulders. Her fingers clutched his t- shirt as he pulled her tank top to the side and trailed his tongue along her collar bone.

"Oh…" Aria groaned as he kissed his way up her neck to her mouth. Ezra seized the opportunity, his tongue swooping inside seeking hers. She tasted just a hint of coffee along with something else that she could only describe as him.

Her hands caressed his shoulders in a single stroke before dropping to the hem of his t-shirt. She lifted the fabric, splaying her hands over his abdomen. She could feel the outline of his muscles with the tips of her fingers, and smiled against his mouth as he hissed underneath her touch.

"Aria," he whispered raggedly as he broke their kiss, taking a step back. "I'm not sure this is a good idea."

"Then you aren't allowed to think," she announced with a smile, taking the step that separated them. She was nervous, but she'd be damned if she let him know that.

She'd decided that going away to college was going to be like a new adventure for her. Things like frat parties and fake ID's had been the first to spring to mind, but now that she was here, he was going to be her first escapade.

Aria had had sex before, though never with someone she didn't know. But the thought of having a one night stand with an older man was too tempting to walk away from—especially when he was as sexy as Ezra was! No. She definitely couldn't let this opportunity slip through her fingers.

Her eyes locked on his as her hands reached up underneath his t-shirt once again. She took it as a good sign when he didn't thrust her away. Running a palm over his warm flesh, she pushed her hand beneath the waistband of his sweat pants and boxers, her hand wrapping around his arousal.

"Aria," he warned between gritted teeth.

Her eyes widened as she felt him pulsing in her grip. OK, so she'd only been with one guy before; he certainly hadn't been this blessed! Her fist moved over him a few times, and he hissed in response. "Aria," he rasped again.

She arched an eyebrow and fixed an innocent look on her face. "You don't like that?" she asked softly.

"You know I do," he hissed. "But you should know that if you keep doing that—"

"Then I won't get to thoroughly enjoy you?" she finished for him.

Apparently she'd rendered him speechless, because all he was able to do was nod weakly. She immediately pulled her hand away, and took a step back. "Thanks for the warning," she said breathlessly as she reached for the hem on her shirt and pulled it over her head. "That would've been a disappointment."

There were no words to describe how sexy Aria felt as Ezra watched her every move. Knowing she was most likely never going to see this man again made her feel brazen, as if she could try anything she wanted, no matter how risqué. She wasn't going to, of course, but it was a powerful feeling.

She locked her eyes on his as she reached for the front clasp on her bra. She'd no sooner released it when he took a step forward; he thrust it down her shoulders at the same time he lowered his head, and Aria's back arched when his lips locked on her nipple. He sucked hard, then pulled away and skimmed his tongue back and forth over her taut peak. Aria was unable to stifle a groan, and she felt a rushing warmth between her thighs every time his lips brushed over her flesh. She'd never felt that before, but she sure as hell knew what it meant.

"Please," she whispered. "I'm ready."

Apparently he was, too, because he didn't resist as she pushed him away. They both hastily shed their clothes, and Ezra stepped forward again with a predatory gleam in his eyes. He never stopped until his body was flush with hers, then placed his hands on her waist and lifted her feet off the floor. Aria wrapped her legs around him as he carried her to the kitchen counter and set her down. "Condom," he rasped.

Aria was glad one of them was thinking clearly; she was just surprised it wasn't her. He disappeared for just a moment before returning with the little foil packet, and she grabbed it from him, using her teeth to open it. She slid it on him and resisted the urge to stroke him again; she wanted him too much to take time for that.

When he reached between her legs and pressed two fingers inside of her, Aria slid forward on the counter with a whimper; she would've fallen over the edge if his body hadn't been blocking hers.

"You are ready," he rasped as he positioned himself between her legs.

"Yes," she agreed, wrapping an arm around his neck when he leaned forward.

He pushed slowly inside of her, and Aria clung to him with one arm. Using her free hand to grip the counter, she lifted her lower body so she could move forward.

He grunted at the same time she moaned, and she pulled back as he did, and then pushed forward at the same time. Ezra's body slammed against hers, and Aria cried out the name she'd known for only a short time. "Yes," she rasped, her hand lifting from his neck to grip the hair on the top of his head as their bodied met again and again.

Aria felt every muscle in her body go taut as she bit down on her lower lip and her body dropped to the counter as Ezra filled her again and again. He felt so good that she didn't want him to stop, but when her eyelids slid shut and he filled her one last time, she was unable to stop herself.

They'd somehow made their way to his kitchen floor, though Aria couldn't have told you how. After her body had recovered from it's limp state, she placed a hand on her chest and used his body for leverage as she sat up. "I have to go," she told him.

"Am I going to see you again?" he asked with a crooked grin.

Aria was tempted; if this was going to happen every time they saw each other, it would be worth it. But the last thing she wanted her first night away at college was to establish a relationship, even if it was just a physical one. "That sort of defeats the purpose of a one night stand, doesn't it?" Aria asked as she glanced around for her clothes. She grinned when she spied her bra on a lampshade.

"You're right," Ezra agreed. "Though I must admit, a repeat performance would be nice."

Aria laughed as she pulled her bra up over her shoulders and fastened it, and then finished getting dressed in silence. When she was finished, she looked up and his gaze was on her. Damn, his sparkling bedroom eyes were mesmerizing. "I'll tell you what. If we run into each other again, there's a definite possibility that this could happen," she told him. Aria's heart sped up when he grinned at her.

"Sounds like a plan," he agreed.

"What in the hell did you do? Run back to Rosewood?" Spencer asked before Aria could even say hello into the receiver.

"I'm on my way back right now," she told Spencer.

"Where have you been?" her friend demanded.

"Having…coffee," Aria lied.

"Aria, you are freaking me out! Do I need to call the police?" she asked.

Aria couldn't help but laugh at that. "Spencer, I'm letting myself into the dorm right now," Aria told her friend. "I'll be there in a minute."

It had taken a lot of convincing, but Aria had finally convinced Spencer that she'd stopped for coffee, and then the little bookstore on the corner and spent a bit of time perusing. She felt a little guilty for lying, but she her friend's emotions were already heightened because of her break up. She didn't want to add to that; she was sure her friend would have plenty to say about her going home with a stranger.

"Hey," Spencer said. "Let's see if we have any classes together."

"Sure," Aria said, pulling her schedule off of her nightstand.

Spencer plopped down onto the bed beside her, and they switched schedules.

"No, it doesn't look like it," Aria said after looking her friends schedule over.

"Oh, yes, we do!" Spencer said, pointing to one of her Tuesday/Thursday classes. "Right here. Shakespeare with E. Fitz."

"Oh, cool," Aria said.

Spencer grinned at her friend. "You know what? I'm resolving to make this a great year," she said firmly. "Despite this whole Toby situation."

Aria grinned at her friend. "You know what?" she said. "Me, too!"

And, Aria couldn't help but think, she was already off to an amazing start.