Chapter 4

Three Months Later…

What the hell was he doing? He had to stay away from Aria. He couldn't seem to do that right as he watched her from behind the tall bookshelf. She was in her school's library working on her thesis paper. Ezra had to admit the college that she chose was most impressive. She had no idea he was there, that he had come to see her, to be with her. He knew she wouldn't want that. She'd made herself clear about their relationship three months ago. Why did he have to make it hard for her? He knew that he should walk away, but he couldn't find the strength to do so.

He felt like a perverted creeper eyeing her from the shadows. No one else was around. She had the sizeable library all to herself. It was a Friday night; her fellow college buddies were out partying. The sororities and fraternities houses were hosting big bashes tonight. Why wasn't she at one of them? Ezra knew how wild Aria could be. She'd been a party girl at heart. Ezra remembered her coming home late many times in the past, worrying her parents and Bethany. Had she changed, grown up? He didn't know if he should approach her.

Would she want to see him? Probably not, a voice in his head said. He should have stayed away, kept his distance. He didn't want her to hate him, to reject him. His blue eyes ran over her beautiful figure and features. She was as lovely as ever. She was so wild, so passionate and equally sexy. His dick fought to break out of his jeans. Heat flooded his system as his eyes fell on her full breasts; they were marvelous, round and plump.

Ezra still remembered what she tasted like. He remembered her exotic smell. He knew how her nipples felt inside his mouth, his tongue following the path around her dark areoles. They were a sight against the paleness of her smooth skin. He remembered how she moaned many times as his tongue flicked against her clit, how her fingers mowed through his hair. She was definitely a moaner. He'd loved it. He liked how her body reacted to his. He could easily read her body.

He closed his eyes tight against the barrage of images of their naked bodies twisted together in different positions. He liked the way it felt when he'd plowed her tight wet pussy from behind, how she begged him not to stop. He'd fingered her in-between his powerful thrusts. His other hand had palmed her breast, manipulated her hard nipple. God, her orgasms had been back to back, instantaneous. She'd screamed so loud, had shouted out his name, his name. He loved how she said his name in a fit of passion, but must of all; he loved the way he felt inside her pink snug inner walls. Every time she'd been soaked for him, her cream costing his cock as he pounded her hard and without compassion. He opened his eyes again and continued staring at her.

He wanted her.

He wanted to sleep with her.

He wanted to carry on with their affair.

He didn't want to ever stop.

He didn't think he could.

She was his addiction, and he was hers.

It didn't matter what she said.

She did still want him.

Ezra had left Aria alone for three entire months, enough was enough already. He didn't want to stay away from her anymore. He couldn't. He didn't know how. She was all he could think about. He was irritable without her; even Bethany had noticed his odd behavior. Even though the doctor said it was okay for him and Bethany to resume their sexual relationship, he couldn't. He still desired Bethany physically, but she was no Aria.

Bethany didn't seem to mind their lack of intimacy. All her attention was focused on their daughter, Charlotte Grace. He was glad for that. He didn't want to explain himself to Bethany. Although he cherished his daughter greatly, he wasn't happy in his marriage. No one besides his best friend Toby knew he was unhappy in his marriage, in his life. Toby even knew about his affair with Aria. He didn't approve of Ezra messing around with Aria, but he still loved and supported his friend.

Ezra knew Toby wouldn't say anything to his wife, Spencer, who was Bethany's best friend. Ezra suspected that his father knew, he just wasn't saying anything. Ivan Fitzgerald knew his son all too well. Ezra didn't have to worry about his mother, Dianne finding out about his affair with Aria. Dianne Fitzgerald was a socialite at heart. She would never acknowledge that Ezra and Aria were doing wrong, that they were shaming the family. Dianne Fitzgerald cared way too much about her image. She would hate Ezra if his and Aria's affair became public knowledge.

"I know you're there," Aria called out as she lifted her big brown eyes from her thesis paper and looked directly at him, her hand pausing in mid-stroke. Why had he come? Why couldn't he just leave her alone, leave their affair in the past. She'd made a mistake fooling around with him. "I wished you hadn't come".

Her harsh words didn't keep him away as he walked over to her table. Her eyes traveled over his person, over every aspect of his striking physique. He was beautifully made. She'd always swooned at his handsome features. He was the most breathtaking man she'd ever seen in her life. He carried himself with confidence and grace. She studied his attire. He was without a suit, his trademark. He wore a Henley shirt and jeans that looked damned sexy on him.

"How did you know?" Ezra asked without taking a seat. He preferred to stand. He crossed his arms over his well-defined chest and watched her face closely. He didn't miss how her eyes flamed with unspoken lust. She wanted him. Why did she fight him, fight them? They could do whatever the hell they wanted. No one was there to stop them. "See, that's where you and I defer, I wanted to come".

A look of annoyance marred her lovely features and she bit her top lip in thought and her hand flew through her hair, the thick dark long strands cascading down her shoulders and back. He'd always loved the feel of her hair. He loved the way the silkiness brushed his skin during sex. She really was a pretty individual. Some deep part of him liked the fact that she was in love with him. She was his. In her eyes, no man could ever match him sexually as well as physically. He couldn't keep a satisfied smirk from his face.

"You should have stayed with Bethany and your daughter," Aria admonished him. Why did she do that, why was she pushing him away? He was there for her. He wasn't a stupid man; he knew that Aria loved him being there. He was hers for the taking, if she wanted him. "You have other responsibilities besides having meaningless sex with me, a girl young enough to be your little sister".

She had him there, she was young enough to be his kid sister but he'd never seen her that way, and she knew that.

"I'll go if that's what you really want," he told her simply and kept his eyes leveled with hers, willing her to turn him away. He would respect her wishes if she did really want him to leave. Indecision played in her eyes as she lowered her eyes and stared down at her unfinished paper. Tell me to stay, he said inside his head. "Go on, tell me to go".

Why was he making this so hard?

What about his family, about his wife and their daughter?

She ran frustrated fingers through her hair again, not knowing what she wanted.

Could they have another night together?

No one was around to ruin their moment.

It had been way too long since she'd slept with anyone, with him in particular.

Sex with him always felt amazing.

He was the only man that she'd ever craved.

He could make her feel really good.

She wanted to feel good.

She didn't want to feel anything else but having him deep inside her.

She missed the way his dick pushed inside her, stretching her so sweetly, completely.

"Okay, so I don't want you to go," Aria said quietly as she pushed up from the chair and flattened her hands down on the table and took a shuddering breath. He made her nervous. He made her feel sexy. He was intense, they were intense. She breathed deeply as he moved closer toward her, mentally counting the steps aloud in her head. He was much closer now, their bodies just about touching. "I hate the way you make me feel".

Ezra reached out and pulled her into his body and just held her soft desirable body close to his. He inhaled her scent, sucking down gulps greedily. She made him careless, reckless, and sick with want. He was incredibly hard. He wanted to be inside her. She felt him, rubbing herself up against his thick hardness. He growled and slammed him mouth down on hers. She cried out against his lips and her arms encircled his neck as she balanced on her tiptoes.

They kissed hard and deeply, oh so deeply. He feared fire would rush out of his ears if he didn't draw back from her. She kept him prisoned in her arms. He couldn't deny her. Their tongues found one another and they both gasped into each other's mouths. He tugged on her long dark hair roughly as he staged her mouth exactly where he wanted it. Aria moaned at his roughness and bit down savagely on his bottom lip and took pleasure in his tortured groan. Fuck, he wanted inside her sweet-scented pussy.

Breaking their mouths apart, they attacked each other's clothes, ripping them in the process. He just wanted to get them both naked. He kissed down her neck as his hands fought with her tight-fitted jeans. Aria's hands pulled up his shirt to and glided her hands across his beautifully crafted chest and taut abs, her fingers pressing into his flushed flesh. His hands felt nice on her bare skin, on her round perky breasts as his fingers flicked the hard buds. God, she was in love with him. She planted a wet kiss in the middle of his chest, before sucking on his nipples, biting each one gently as he held her head in place. She shoved him back and he bumped the table, scattering all her uncompleted work.

Aria dropped to her knees and gripped his stiff cock in her small capable hands, scraping her nails against the deep engraved veins, before taking him into her mouth. She took him deep without difficulty and sucked hard. He grunted and fucked her mouth as her head bobbed up and down on his ever-growing erection. She wanted him to come inside her mouth. She wanted to taste him. She stared up into his eyes and watched as unspeakable pleasure contorted his handsome features. His mouth fell open with a groan and his hands tightened in her hair as she sucked him off faster and massaged his balls at the same time. Before he could tell her to slow down and that he didn't want to come in her mouth but inside her, he climaxed and shot his load down her throat.

Aria continued sucking him until he went limp inside her mouth. She slurped up every drop of his cum, relishing how good he tasted. She teased the slit located on the mushroom-shaped head, and then she got up and crushed her lips to his. Ezra enjoyed how he tasted on her lips, inside her hot mouth. She gave amazing head.

"My turn to suck your pussy," Ezra said huskily, dirtily. He lifted her up and sat her down onto the table and crouched down in-between her legs and pushed her thighs apart so that he could squeeze between them. He sniffed her like a starving man, taking her smell deep within his nostrils. She had a pretty little cunt. It glistened with her juices and her folds were swollen as he peeled them back and dove his tongue right in. Her head rocked back as she arched into his lapping skilled tongue and forked her fingers through his dark hair, loving the way he groaned into her, the vibration adding to her sexual pleasure. "Fuck, you taste so fucking good".

Aria was coming undone as he paid close attention to her clit, sucking and jabbing his tongue repeatedly over the hypersensitive organ as she bucked and rotated her hips to match his movements. She loved every second of his mouth on her. An orgasm so intense and so fast rippled through her body had her screaming at the top of her lungs, her toes curling in the process. Aftershocks traveled throughout her body as she came back down to earth. She dragged him up to her and kissed him. That was the most powerful orgasm she'd ever had with him. She knew it would be even greater once he was inside her. She couldn't get enough of him.

Why couldn't she push him away? Why couldn't she tell him no, to be with his family? Why couldn't he offer her more? Was she pathetic for wanting more? Why had he risk coming to see her? She knew he didn't love her. Did Bethany wonder where he was? Had he told her he'd come to see Aria? She'd never wanted to ruin her sister's dream of having a wonderful family.

"We shouldn't," Aria told him breathily as she tried to push him away. She could still back away now. "You don't even love me. You only want me for sex".

He wished he could offer her more.

"We definitely shouldn't," he repeated her train of thought. He still could back away. "And I just don't want you for sex. I care about you also. I'm sorry if I don't always show it".

Why didn't he show that he cared about her?

He made her feel cheap, like a whore that he went to for release.

Was he afraid that he just might love her?

Aria wasn't a fool. She knew she didn't measure up to her older sister. Bethany was classy, Aria wasn't. Bethany was a classic beauty with her light features. Aria was an exotic beauty with her darker features. She'd always felt inferior to Bethany. She could never shake her insecurities when she was compared to her older sister. Was that the only reason for Ezra's attraction to her, because she wasn't a carbon copy of Bethany? If not that, then why was he attracted to her? Aria's mind was racing to come up with the answer.

Bethany had always had good guys going after her. Aria's guys had been the opposite. They had been bad boys to the core. Ezra was one of those good guys. Why had she done to gain his attention except be herself? Had she look at him secretively? Had she sent him heated looks? Had she touched him inappropriately? She knew she'd dressed provocatively sometimes, had that been it? Had he been intrigued by her bad girl reputation? What had she done to tempt him?

"This will be the last time that we do this," Aria told him unintelligibly as she watched as he donned a condom. He was so big. "We have to keep our distance from one another".

She didn't have to tell him.

He knew.

He wished he could walk way right this instant but he was too weak when it came to her.

"The last time," he groaned against her mouth as he pushed deep inside her, capturing the moan that slipped from her pretty mouth as she held him close. He didn't waste any time and pounded her hard as she pushed back against him. They felt so damn good together, their excited pants filling the empty library. "I promise".

Aria didn't know if she believed him.

The table banged nosily against the floor as their movements became frantic and animalistic. She felt filled and stretched with him inside her. She felt a mixture of pleasure and pain as he plunged deeper and deeper into her, her wetness making it easier for him to go even further. She rested the heels of her feet on his thrusting ass as he fucked her deeper and harder still. Her moans intensified, increasing in their volume as he carried her over the edge of ecstasy.

Ezra grasped her hips and worked his thick cock inside her tight wet hole. He kissed down the side of her neck and nipped her shoulder with his white teeth, grunting wildly as her inner walls constricted around him. She was coming, he was coming, and it was mind-blowing. She breathed into his ear as she encouraged him on with her crude language. Fuck, she was one filthy girl. He pumped inside her faster and witnessed as intense joy reflected in her big beautiful brown eyes and she came equally hard. Watching her come was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. Their eyes stayed connected as he came and released into the condom.

Aria wanted him to remain inside her. She liked having him inside her. She almost wished he hadn't worn a condom. She'd wanted to feel his semen spurting up inside her. A mournful look flitted across her face briefly before she erased it. What was wrong with her? Did she want to end up pregnant by him? She wouldn't let that happen. She wasn't completely insane. She was on the pill.

"Don't," Aria whispered as he began to pull out of her. He remained deeply implanted into her. "Can you stay the entire weekend?"

He couldn't.

He kissed her slightly swollen mouth and ran his hands through her long dark luscious hair, embedding his fingers into her scalp. She sighed and snuggled into his tight embrace. He was barely affectionate with her after sex. He did care for her a lot. How could he offer her more without tearing apart his family? Nothing, a reasonable voice said inside his head. He wouldn't leave Bethany, his child for her. His family came first.

"I can't, I'm sorry," Ezra apologized as he stared down into her eyes. He didn't like constantly hurting her. Anger filled her big brown eyes as shoved him away and began picking her clothes off the floor and putting them back on. He did the same. She wouldn't look at him as she finished pulling on her tank top. She had every right to be upset with him. He should have stayed away. "What do you want from me? I won't leave my wife and daughter for you".

Aria walked up to him and slapped him as hard as she could and left an imprint behind as she glared up at him.

He pissed her off, made her so angry.

She'd never asked that of him, to leave his family for her.

She wasn't blind nor was she stupid.

She knew that he was in love with his wife, her older sister.

She knew he was a father now, but he'd come to see her.

She hadn't asked him to come to her.

Why did he make her seem like the bad guy, the slut, the other woman? Because you are the other woman that all knowing voice said inside her head, was she, was she the other woman? Of course you are, it said again.

She believed it.

"I don't want anything from you!" Aria shouted and banged her clenched fists on his chest. Damn him. Why had he come? "And I never once asked you to leave your wife, my sister. Did you want me to, is that want you wanted?"

Had he wanted her to ask him?

He didn't know.

He was confused.

"Why can't I cease hurting you?" he asked her sadly, stilling her assault on his person. Her feistiness stirred his cock. He was sick. Even now like this he wanted her, needed to be inside her, fucking her harder than before. She was his. She belonged to him. "You're mine".

She wasn't his.

She didn't belong to him.

She belonged to no one.

She wasn't his property.

She was no man's property.

"I was never yours to have," Aria said forcedly and wrestled her hands free from his and moved back. "You're a married man, an old man".

She reminded him that she was far too young for him.

"You're right, you're far too young for me," Ezra said and stuffed the used condom inside his pocket, promising to toss it later. "I won't ever bother you again".

Aria turned her back on him and crossed her arms over her ample bosom as she gathered her thoughts. She couldn't stand to look in his direction. She wished he'd never come to see her. She listened intently at his retreating footsteps as he left the eerie quiet library. She wouldn't call after him. She wouldn't give him that satisfaction of knowing she wanted him to stay. She was done with him. She hoped to never see him ever again.

There we go you guys, another update for you. Let me know your thoughts. Review! I love writing this fic. It's definitely new for me.