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A/N: Had the worst day at work – but here's an update anyway. I thought I owed you amazing reviewers another chapter.

I'm actually quite nervous about this chapter so let me know what you think...

Chapter Four

Oh my god. I have never been more turned on in my life, Ezra moves his mouth back down to my right boob and traces his tongue around my hard nipple before biting down. I moan out his name and tug roughly on his hair.

I kick my shoes off, "Professor Fitz, I think you're a little overdressed..." I trailed off seductively.

He looks up at me and smirks; the intense look of lust in his blue eyes causes my breath to catch in my throat. "I think you may be right,"

"We'll just have to do something about that won't we?" I finally find my voice, it sounds shaky and I curse myself as I see his smirk grow.

I reach down and tug on the hem of his shirt before pulling it over his head. I let my eyes roam freely over his toned chest before scraping my black painted nails down it which cause a throaty moan to escape his swollen lips. I then reach down for his belt buckle and pants before sliding those down with my feet, when they reach his ankles he kicks them off with ease.

"I think you're the one whose overdressed now," his hands move towards my jeans and he un does the button and very slowly pulls the zipper down teasing me before I get fed up, shove him off me with perhaps too much force as he tumbles right off the bed. I shimmy the jeans down my thighs and then yank them off the rest of the way, I don't look up until I hear his chuckle "someone's eager."

He stands up, and I yank him down by his hand before rolling over and straddling him. I press my mouth to his urgently, but he pulls away "uh, uh, uh." He flips us over and I feel his finger run along my entrance through my panties, "I'm in charge."

His domineering behaviour in the bedroom is such a turn on, I control the groan and buck of my hips as he delicately moves my panties aside and slowly slides one finger in, "More."

He pulls out completely and I squirm from the lack of contact, "What did I say? Who's in charge?"

I struggle to find my voice, so he moves his tongue to my navel gently travels it up in between my cleavage, "Who?" He asks again?

"Y-You are." Damn it Aria, take control.

"I'm sorry; I can't quite hear you, who is?" He smirks down at me; he's enjoying this far too much.

"You are!" I scream out, and am instantly rewarded as he slams two fingers into my centre, and uses his thumb to rub my clit with expertise. My hands reach for him, any part of him but his left hand catches them and raises them above my head – and uses his hand to lock them in place.

I buck my hips upwards again to meet his thrusting fingers, before he slams my hips back against the bed and inserts a third finger. I moan out Ezra's name and pray that he will be inside me soon. I need him to be inside me.

I feel my walls tightening around his fingers and it only takes a few more thrusts and a harsh rub of my clit before I'm riding the waves of my orgasm. The best orgasm any man has ever given me.

He's too busy licking up my cum to notice his grip on my hands loosen considerably allowing me to take control and flip us over, I stare into his shocked eyes "My turn."

I reach down for the waist band of his boxers and pull them down in one movement before he kicks them onto the floor forgotten. I can't help but stare at his cock. It's so big and I can't help but worry it's too big for my small, tight opening.

I reach down and wrap my hand around it before locking eyes with his and moving my hand up and down his shaft. His hips buck up involuntarily and I force them back down, "uh, uh."

I slowly lower my head and circle my tongue around the tip as he lets a loud gasp loose from his lips. I smile before taking him into my mouth, my hands moving down to stroke his balls. I move my hand up and down and take as much of him in as possible, I keep going until I can feel his cock at the back of my throat. It doesn't take much more for him to lose control and I swallow his seed as he cums.

The only sound coming from the room is our laboured breathing, and I lean forward for a kiss when he flips us over again and shoves his tongue in my mouth. His hands instantly reach for my breasts before travelling down my body; I swallow his moan of pleasure and pain as my fingers scrape up his back. He hooks his fingers in my panties and pulls them down my legs antagonising slow, before carelessly throwing them over his shoulder.

He moves his cock to my tight, wet, begging entrance teasing me slightly, I whimper and he reaches over to his night stand. He removes a condom from the top draw and rips the packet open with his teeth, never removing his eyes from mine.

He slides it on his hard cock before moving towards my entrance again, I can feel his tip about to enter me when I register the sound of a phone ringing. My phone to be exact. I groan and ignore it, hoping whoever it is will stop. They don't.

He's about to push into me when his phone starts ringing. "Fuck," I curse. His answering machine rolls on "Uh Hi Ezra, Sorry to bother you." Oh god. It's my fucking dad. I push Ezra off me and sit up.

"This is Byron Montgomery. I got your number from another colleague at the college; I was wondering if Aria was with you? She mentioned something about an extra credit assignment and she's not answering her phone. Her mother and are I starting to get really worried. Right well, when you get this can you give me a call? Thanks Ezra, oh and I expect you will be coming to the faculty mixer at our house this Saturday? Let me know if you'll be bringing a date. Right. Thanks again. Bye."

Well that wasn't awkward.

"I- I have to go," I admit dejectedly, and sexually frustrated. Great timing dad, absolutely perfect. I jump out of bed and gather my clothes, as quickly as possible.

I pass my phone and check it along the way, "Shit, shit, shit. 7 missed calls. When did that happen?"

"Probab-"

"Shut up Ezra." I cut him off.

"Right. Gotcha."

"Where the fuck are my panties?" I frantically search around his tiny apartment, "they can't have gone too far. Fuck." I curse yet again.

"I've never heard such foul language come from such a pretty mouth. I'm shocked," teases Ezra.

"Shut the fuck up and help me look."

I turn around to face him at the sound of his amused laugh. I follow his gaze and there hanging off the ceiling fan are my panties, I join in the laugher. "How the hell did you manage to get them up there?" I point.

"Me?" he asks innocently.

"Yes, you," I poke his chest playfully before climbing onto his bed and grabbing them off the fan, before I can make it back off the bed and safely on the floor Ezra pulls my ankles and I land on top of him. "Hmmm. I like this position much, much better." Oh god. Why is he making this so hard for me to leave?

I lean forward give him an intense kiss, before pulling back and getting up. I finish dressing, give Ezra one last chaste kiss, grab my stuff and head for the door. Before exiting I look back over my left shoulder and wink before disappearing out the door. From the hallway I giggle to myself when I hear him groan and exclaim "I hate cold showers!"

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