Chapter 8: Secrets
When I was a little girl, like every other little girl believed in magic and true love. Disney helped shape this idea for various reasons. One is that everyone had a prince charming somewhere out there. Everyone's prince charming is kind, compassionate, charming, and perfect. With this prince charming, you will live happily ever after. I would spend hours picturing what my prince charming looked like. Would he have dark hair? Or Blue eyes? When I was 14 I thought I found him. Noel Khan. Just one look at him and my heart would race. His smile erased any doubts or fears. He was perfect. When I just turned 16, I decided to give him something special. I decided to give him my virginity. It was awkward, new, and exciting. I thought it was perfect in its own unique way.
Only months later, did I begin to question true love. It was a Saturday night, and I was supposed to be staying at Emily's house, but she had been sick. I knew Mike was out and my mother was at a friend's. I didn't expect to find my father home. I remember catching the faint scent of a floral perfume, which I later found was Marc Jacobs Eau So Fresh. I found it curious and followed the scent. Moments later the scent was accompanied by moans. My dad's office door was ajar and the little from it lit the hallway. I lifted a hand and slowly pushed opened the door, and I remember gasping at the sight I saw. That day I stopped believing in true love, and this ceasing of the childish belief was later justified by Noel's betrayal. I just stopped believing, but that has changed since Ezra Fitz has entered my life.
It has been weeks since I heard him whisper he loved me. I've been patiently waiting for him to say it again, but I don't want to rush him. Plus, do I love him? Isn't too soon for that? I mean, I met him in August and its only mid-October. There is no way I can already love him right?
"Miss. Montgomery?"
Shit. "What was the question Mr. Kent?" God I hate history, please be an easy question.
"What was Walter Raleigh late returning to Roanoke Island?"
I have no fucking idea. Who the hell is this guy? "I do not know."
The bell rang and Mr. Kent continued to scowl at me as I began to pack up my things alongside everyone else. I bent down to reach for my backpack and gasp when I stood up to find Mr. Kent so close to me we were almost touching.
"Aria, I would appreciate if you would pay attention in my class, if you want to pass my final and graduate this fall semester."
"I'm…I'm sorry," I stuttered looking into his eyes, having to been my head back because he stood at 6' 5", wanting to cower away. Why did this guy have to be so tall?
"Have a good day."
I mumbled my retort and bolted from the door. God if I wasn't trying to graduate a semester early, I would have waited to take history with Ms. Temple who is not creepy or intimidating. I quickly walked to my locker waiting to start my weekend already. Ezra and I planned to spend our weekend in his family's cabin near New York. He wouldn't tell me exactly the way because he wants to keep it as a surprise. I just couldn't wait to finally have him all to myself, and to no longer hide.
******Later that Night, Ezra's Cabin********
"Oh my God! It's so beautiful!" I walked towards the cabin. It was small, but cozy. Trees surrounded the cabin creating this sense of privacy and isolation. That here we were in our own little world. No one you touch us or find us. As I neared the cabin, I took notice to some of its décor. The shutters were a deep green, matching the handmade rocking chair on the porch, a porch that circumference the entire cabin. Besides the door was a wooden sign with five names carved on it. It larger print read The Fitz Family and beneath it was: George, Caroline, Ezra, and Wesley. "You have a brother?" I asked and turned to look at his smiling face.
"I do. He's actually your age. I think you would two would get along just fine." The light in his eyes dimmed as the words passed from his lips, and I knew he was once again doubting this. He always doubted this. I don't know how or what to do anymore to make it clear to him that our age difference doesn't bother me, that I only want him.
"So," I started. "I had a very sexy boyfriend occupying my thoughts during history class today and was warned by Mr. Kent that it is imperative that I pay attention in this class." Ezra laughed and I could see the doubt diminishing away. He stepped onto the porch, dropping our bags, encircled my waist drawing me close, and asked "Why is that?"
"I need to pass his class so I can graduate this December. When I do that, I will no longer be your student."
I nervously glanced at him and watched all the emotions play across his face. I saw first shock, confusion, excitement, and then elated happiness. I squealed as he lifted me up into his arms and spun me around. This is definitely how I wanted his reaction to be. I am so tired of hiding this from the world. To me this is perfect. We are perfect. "I take it you're happy with this news." I laughed breathlessly as he placed my feet back to the ground.
"Aria, I lov-"Ezra started, but stopped with panic filling his features. I cautiously lifted my hand and stroked his cheek. Ezra let out a shuddering breath and leaned further into my touch with his eyes closed. "I love you," he whispered. My heart flipped and jumped into over drive. I took my other hand and firmly grasped his face between my hands. Acting on impulse, I lifted myself on my tiptoes and touched my lips against his.
My eyes rolled into the back of my head as Ezra talented tongue sweeps against my clit. Ezra increases the tempo in his ministrations and I bit my lip to keep my moans at bay. I felt myself coming closer to the edge of absolute bliss when I felt a cool breeze and the wonderful pleasure gone. I looked down to see lust filled eyes locked onto mine. "Why did you stop," I growled feeling my frustrations. He has been playing this game all weekend and we needed to leave in a few hours back to Rosewood, and I wanted to come hard.
"You know what I want to hear," he whispers, and the huskiness of his voice causes me to tremble and lift my hips towards him. "Say it Aria. I've been patient." He bends his head down and nips the inside of my tight. Slowly he moves his body up mine, skimming his fingertips up the side of my body and my body aches towards his touch. I felt the tip of his cock against my entrance and try to connect us with a lift of my hips, but am pushed down into the mattresses by gentle but firm hands. "Say it Aria."
I search his eyes with my own and only find love and traces of vulnerability. I know what he finds in mine is fear. I am absolutely terrified. If I say it out loud, it becomes real, and when it becomes real I am more likely to get hurt. I don't want to get hurt. But as I continue to swimming in the depths of his ocean blue eyes, I realize something. He's worth the risk. We are worth it. "I love you."
Ezra's lips crash against mine, and his enters me with a hard thrust. I detach my lips from him and let out a scream. He continues to pound into me and I feel myself teetering over the edge, but I refuse to give in without him. "Come on baby," I groan into his ear and nibble on his earlobe. "Come with me." My words must have triggered something, because he began fucking me like I have never been fucked before. The bed shocked and slammed into the wall so hard various pictures shattered to the floor. The room was full of my screams and his groans of pleasure. I knew he was almost there when he bit his bottom lip and gazed down as me with hooded eyes. Just that look sent me over the edge screaming his name, and his shouts followed immediately after.
We laid there trying to regulate our breathing. I stared up towards the ceiling and skimmed my fingers up and down in back not bothered by the sweat that accumulated there. I didn't want to leave this bed. I wanted to stay here forever, with the man I loved.
"We need to get going baby," he said, detaching himself from me. My body twitching as he removed his cock from me.
"I know, I just am not ready to go back to a life of secrets." I sat up and moved about the room gathering my clothes. As I stood in only my jeans and bra, I felt warm hands slip around my hips pulling me towards a warm, but clothed chest.
Ezra kissed the top of my head, and then rested his chin on my shoulder. "Only a few more months, and then we won't have to hide. You will be all mine."
I smiled and turned into his arms and placed a soft kiss against his lips. "I love you Ezra Fitz. I'm sorry it took you an entire weekend to get it out of me."
"I love you Aria Montgomery, and I plan to love you forever."
Tell me you thoughts please.
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