A/N: Hey to everybody. You'll never believe blah blah blah, so sorry mea culpa blah blah blah, worth the wait blah blah blah, you're welcome.
Chapter 8
"Why can't we be on the sofa?" Ezra asked, even while shoving it to the back of the room away from the fireplace. The girls were spreading the dry towels, robes, and throw pillows on the floor in front of it. All three wet swimsuits were laying on the hearth. The fire gave off plenty of light, so they turned off all of the other lights. Ezra was happy that the fireplace worked by remote control. They'd been able to turn it on immediately after escaping the frigid air outside. The walk, er, stumble from the pool to the house had taken forever and they were all freezing. The near instant heat from the fire quickly thawed them. They were all still wrapped up in their robes, but it was getting warm enough that soon they would be able to fix that problem.
"Ask Hanna," Aria teased her friend about the cabin incident. Ezra looked at Hanna.
"Hanna, Aria said I should ask you why we can't sit on the comfortable sofa. Why should I ask you?" Hanna twisted up her face like a kid refusing to eat their vegetables. But then, Hanna got a wicked gleam in her eyes and she smiled. She got off the floor and pulled Aria up with her.
"Ya see, Fitzy, Caleb and I needed to get out of town for a little while. We went up to Spencer's lake house and spent the night. We were under a lot of stress, so I found a way to ease the tension. Allow me demonstrate." From that point on Hanna matched her actions to her words, using Aria as a stand-in for Caleb. "First, I shoved Caleb onto the infamous sofa in question. Then, I gently straddled his lap and put us chest to chest. I got my clothes off and helped him with his. Then I made him forget everything else for the next long while."
Ezra watched as Hanna climbed on top of Aria and undid both robes. Hanna dropped hers to the floor and Aria's was spread underneath them as they pressed their irresistibly naked bodies against each other. Hanna sucked on Aria's neck and Aria wrapped her hands around Hanna's booty and held her tightly against her lap while she gyrated her hips. The pressure and friction had Hanna moaning the moment it started. Ezra's mouth went dry at the sight of them together. He started to feel flushed and overheated. He dropped his robe to the floor and closely followed it. He could actually feel the blood rushing away from his brain and he got a little too dizzy to stay standing. He put a hand to his head and blinked, trying to clear his vision. His ass hurt.
Aria's attention was drawn to Ezra by the movement of his robe dropping, so she was looking right at him when he fell. She gasped and released Hanna, shifting herself out from under Hanna's leg and leaving Hanna confused. "Baby? Are you ok?" Aria slid off the couch onto the floor and went to Ezra's side. Part of her knew she was overreacting, but that part was not in control at the moment. "Ezra? What happened?" She smoothed his hair and kissed his forehead. It was hard to be patient enough to let Ezra answer her. But he looked up into her eyes and she could see he was ok.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that. You two are just so sexy it knocked me off my feet." Ezra looked down and Aria could tell he was embarrassed. She brought her hand to his cheek to soothe him, but his skin was hot. Aria told herself not to go into caretaker mode, but she couldn't help it.
"Baby, are you sure you're all right? You're really hot, stay there and I'm going to get you some water." Aria got up and went into the dark kitchen. She pulled three bottles of water out of the fridge and brought them to hand out. "Does anything hurt?" Ezra took the water and slowly sipped at it.
He smirked and said, in his charming self-deprecating way, "only my pride. Well, truthfully, my ass hurts almost as much." Hanna, who had watched everything quietly, now jumped in. She slid off the couch onto the floor and joined Ezra and Aria.
Hanna took a sharp and dramatic breath in and put her hand on her chest. "No, Fitzy, not your ass. It's one of my 5 new favorite parts of your body." Ezra and Aria laughed, but Hanna maintained the tragically anguished look on her face. Aria had no idea how long Hanna would want to play the moment out for, so she threw Hanna a curve ball.
"Han, you didn't finish telling Ezra the story." It was as if someone pushed the reset button. Hanna dropped her hand and her face returned to its normal flirtatious smile.
"Oh, Emily ratted us out to Spencer. She was weirdly upset, like she thinks no one ever did it on that couch, before. She still brings it up, once in a while. But back to more important issues. Fitzy, is your ass ok?" Ezra grinned.
"It's fine, Hanna. Thank you for making sure." Hanna shook her head.
"Nope, I'm worried you're not the best judge. Aria, should we trust that Fitzy knows if his precious buttocks are ok?" Ezra swung his head and looked at his girlfriend. Aria laughed, quietly. There was no way she was passing up the opportunity. She tilted her head down and shook it.
"No, Hanna, I think you're right. The only way to make sure is with a hands-on examination. Ezra, would you please lie on your stomach, and leave this to the experts?" Ezra followed the instructions and Aria and Hanna smirked at one another. Aria positioned her hands on Ezra's lower back and said, "and if you cooperate, we'll kiss it to make it feel better."
Ezra absolutely adored getting massages from Aria. Her skin was soft, and her hands were warm. She had strong nimble fingers from years of playing the piano and typing stories on her computer. And she knew what Ezra needed, somehow she always knew. Sometimes, Ezra pushed himself especially hard on his Saturday morning run, knowing that Aria would massage all of the ache out of his muscles. He invited her to come running with him, but she very much doubted her ability to run with a paper bag over her head.
They really needed to do something about that situation. He'd left Rosewood High almost a year ago, and Aria was 18 now. But Aria insisted that telling her parents would only lead to bad things. Apparently, the Montgomerys' laid-back, informal parenting style stopped just short of anything related to the idea that Aria might have sex someday. Byron wanted any and all relevant information about Aria's suitors. He let the young men know that he had the ability to get a background check on them any time he wanted. Aria knew that he had gone snooping through her room, at least twice. And though Ezra had never seen it, he believed Aria when she said her dad could be quite vindictive when provoked. Ella wanted Aria to run her own life, make her own choices, be free, once she was ready, which she wasn't. Aria had come to realize that the "she" that needed to be ready was Ella. As long as Ella refused to think of Aria as an adult, she would back Byron's play.
"Babe, you're tensing up, what are you thinking about?" Aria prodded Ezra out of his depressing thoughts.
"Sorry, my brain took a wrong turn, I'm back." Ezra focused on being there with the girls, on the massage that, now that he took notice of it, was incredible. "Examining him for injuries" apparently included his neck, shoulders and legs. Hanna wasn't quite as fluid in her movements as Aria, but he still loved what she was doing. God, he was a lucky bastard. Hanna was kneeling near his head, and he considered reaching forward and caressing her. Before he could, though, she spoke.
"Hey, Aria, you know what we need? Massage oils." Hanna kept her voice soft, not wanting to upset the intimacy of the moment. Aria nodded, but then shook her head.
"I didn't bring any. Damn me for not planning ahead for a situation I wouldn't have thought was possible. Did you foretell this?" Aria and Hanna had both made "sarcastically playful" an art. Hanna shrugged her shoulders and grimaced.
"No, I have lube but no massage oils." Ezra raised his head and both he and Aria stared at Hanna, expressions demanding an explanation. Hanna pretended to be confused by their reaction. It was exactly the reaction she'd hoped for. "What?" she started, innocently. "I always keep lube in my overnight bag. It's way better to have it and not need it than…" Hanna let the rest of the thought hang out there. She could see it playing out in Ezria's brains and they both shuddered. She giggled to herself, "Keep 'em on their toes" was one of Hanna's favorite mottos. The massage resumed without oils and Ezra put his head back down on a particularly fluffy towel. Aria and Hanna were positioned at either ends of his body, but Aria crooked her finger and she and Hanna went up on hands and knees and put their faces right next to each other.
"Next time," Aria imbued those two words with an astounding amount of sexual energy and anticipation. 'Please let me be a part of that next time, please,' Ezra begged, silently. The girls remained stretched over Ezra and he heard the sounds of lips smacking and light sighs of pleasure. Ezra had quickly come to treasure those sounds, the sounds that only he and Caleb were allowed to hear. More than the sounds, though, Ezra desired the visual. He carefully rolled himself over without running into the girls' arms. What he saw made his already erect cock strain and throb. The girls were indeed kissing, and it was glorious, but there was so much more to see that turned Ezra into a quivering mass of lust and need. The girls' breasts were dangling just above him, luscious, ripe, low-hanging fruit crying out to be squeezed. Their skin glowed in the firelight and Ezra once again warred with himself about letting the girls go their own way for a while, but as before, his need to touch them was just too strong.
Aria gasped when she felt Ezra's large hand and long fingers cup one of her breasts and squeeze. She expected to feel his other hand on her body, but Hanna's sudden moans made it clear that he was set on bringing pleasure to both of them at the same time. Hmm, Aria thought they could do better than that. Glancing sideways, Aria saw Ezra's manhood reaching toward heaven, and she knew they could do better. She and Ezra agreed that the moment when he sheathed his cock completely inside of Aria, it was a moment of perfection. It was a moment when they touched heaven. She had been kneeling next to Ezra's thigh when she initiated the kiss with Hanna. Now, she ended the kiss, keeping Hanna's lower lip between her teeth for just a moment longer than the rest. Aria sat back on her knees and Ezra and Hanna both looked at her with a question in their eyes. Aria demonstrated her intentions by throwing one knee over Ezra's thighs, so she was now straddling them. Ezra breathed in sharply, his eyes widened, and he licked his lips, whispering, "Yes, yes Baby, please."
That reaction from Ezra excited Aria even more and she grew so wet that she felt a small bead of her arousal run down the inside of her thigh. She was literally dripping for him. She went up high on her knees and leaned backward to put herself at the right angle. Then she lovingly gripped Ezra's pulsing cock and guided it to her entrance. The feeling of Ezra entering her body was always thrilling. Whether he gently and slowly slid into her, stretching her enough that the fit was always blissfully snug; or he rammed it home on the first thrust, causing her to squeal in excitement; joining her body to his was Aria's favorite feeling in the world. Tonight, she slowly impaled herself, sliding down and around Ezra's shaft until he was fully inside her and she could straddle him, comfortably. He brought his knees up and braced his feet against the floor, giving her a "backrest" for support. Aria whispered, "giddy up," and a huge smile bloomed on Ezra's face.
Hanna had watched her fair share of porn. She honestly preferred her own imagination, but decent porn certainly got her motor revving. But she had never seen anything as beautiful as Aria lowering herself onto Ezra's cock. It was slow, sensual as well as sexual. Watching Aria's expressions gave Hanna a good idea of how it felt. The satisfaction and adoration on both of Ezria's faces could never be faked, not if Meryl fucking Streep herself tried. Hanna wanted to see it again, memory would not cut it. She wondered if she could convince her friends to let her make one teensy tiny little video. It would probably never happen, but then again, that's what she had thought about having a threesome, too.
Hanna was jarred out of her fantasy video when Ezra grabbed one of her knees and pulled it around the back of his head. She thought she would be playing spectator again, and her mouth dropped open in shock when she realized what Ezra was about to do. She jumped a little when Ezra's tongue grazed her slit and flicked her sensitive clit. Caleb always told her that she tasted better than any other girl he'd been with, but she wasn't convinced that wasn't just something he said to put her at ease. So, she looked down, anxiously, to see Ezra's reaction. Ezra's eyes were closed, and he licked his lips eagerly. Then he groaned, "Oh…Hanna!" Hanna was convinced he was pleased, especially when he continued eating her out with enthusiasm. There was no way for her to know if his moans were at all based on her sitting on his face or were all because of the way Aria was slowly riding him. Damn, Aria looked so fucking sexy doing that! Between that and the fact that Ezra's tongue and lips were just as talented as his fingers, Hanna was trembling all over with pleasure and excitement.
Aria wrapped her arms around Hanna and held her, whispering into her ear, "Don't try to control it. Just let go and it will get even better." Hanna continued to tremble, and Aria tried again. "You've been fucking perfect, Hanna. Next time, I'm going to bury my tongue in your sweet honeypot and try to be half as good as you. Next time, we are going to melt Caleb's mind. And I will do anything with him that you want me to. I will do anything with you that you want me to. Put that dirty little mind of yours to work, anything you want." Hanna's trembling subsided, and Aria could see that Hanna was giving herself over to Ezra. Her breathing grew heavier, sweat began to glisten on her skin, and her eyes began to dance behind her closed eyelids like she was having a very good dream. Aria refocused her efforts on riding Ezra and running her hands over his sweat-slicked skin, rewarding him for the amazing job he was doing with Hanna.
Ezra was in paradise. Hanna's pussy was hot and wet and tasted fantastic. Her moans and whimpering urged him on. She was trembling for several minutes and Ezra slowed down a little to not completely overwhelm her. Then Aria, his angel Aria, held her and whispered to her and the trembling stopped. Ezra sped back up and added his fingers. Hanna's skin became slippery with sweat. Heavy breathing gave way to loud, uninhibited moans and wails. That was when Aria started riding him in earnest and Ezra relied on his fingers to keep Hanna going while he threw his head backward and groaned his pleasure. He heard Aria start to whimper and moan. The three of them together made the sweetest music Ezra had ever heard.
The noise grew to a fever pitch and though they all knew it couldn't last, they rode out the moment as if it were forever. Hanna was the first to climax. Ezra was pumping his fingers in and out of her core, rapidly. Then he surrounded her clitoris with his mouth and sucked on it. Hanna's pleasure coiled tighter and tighter within her till she felt like she almost couldn't breathe. She was stuck right at that point where pleasure becomes pain and suddenly she was soaring. Her orgasm was her most intense one of the whole night. All of the tension in her body unraveled, not just the pre-orgasm tension, but throughout her body. She felt like jelly.
Ezra supported her and held her up enough to make sure she didn't suffocate him. But she started to sway, and she patted his hand, indicating he should let go. When he did, she flopped herself sideways onto the soft towels and robes. Hanna swung her legs away from Ezra and lay on her side staring at Aria and him, a happy, dazed expression on her face. Once he knew she was good, Ezra turned his head to look at Aria. She was riding him like the champion of a bucking bronco contest. Her rhythm was even and her bounces were high enough that Ezra wondered how she had maintained them for so long. Her eyes were closed and her body was covered in a sheen of sweat. She seemed a million miles away. Indeed, when Ezra brushed his hand across her cheek, she startled and her eyes flew open. She lost her rhythm as she seemed to notice that Hanna was no longer between them. Hanna giggled and gave Aria a little wave when Aria located her. Ezra caressed Aria's body and brought her focus back to him. He very much wanted to connect with her and share this moment with just her. Her eyes sparkled at him as if she knew what he was thinking. She might, she often did. Their gaze held them both frozen, for a second. Aria then went for his lips and crashed her mouth into his. It felt like hours since he'd last kissed her. Oh shit, it had been hours. Ezra wanted to make up for lost time. He wrapped his arms around his girlfriend and held her tightly against him. She seemed to enjoy the taste of Hanna on his lips. She licked them just like Hanna had down at the pool. But that would have to wait for another night. Ezra was using the last of their energy for them. He rolled himself and Aria over, careful not to crash into Hanna.
Aria was overjoyed when Ezra put himself on top. She was exhausted from her exceedingly long "ride." She shifted to get comfortable beneath him and stared up into Ezra's face. She saw her love, her adoration, reflected back at her from Ezra's eyes. He lowered his face to hers and said softly against her lips, "scream for me, Baby". Aria shivered, whenever he directed her to scream for him, he fucked her so thoroughly that she really didn't have a choice. She kissed him like his kisses were oxygen. Ezra had remained hard this entire time, but she felt him swell even further within her and a tremor went through him. Aria ran her nails lightly up and down his back and he attached his mouth to her neck. Aria panted as he kissed and nibbled from her earlobe down to her collarbone. Aria bucked her hips upward, she needed to feel Ezra moving inside of her.
Ezra took the hint and began to thrust. He pulled most of the way out of Aria and then drove back into her. He continued with long, smooth strokes and smiled when Aria began to writhe beneath him. He delighted in the small sounds she made, murmuring some actual words, but mostly just crying out softly in between heavy breaths. Ezra loved those noises, but he wanted to turn up the volume. He sped up his thrusts and pressed his lips to hers. Then he slid his tongue into her open mouth and she responded ardently. She wrapped her arms around his neck and tangled her tongue around his. They both began to moan, the sounds egging each other on. Aria moved her hips in concert with Ezra's so that when he pushed into her she raised her pelvis. When he withdrew, she lowered her hips to the floor. This made each stroke a bit longer, each impact a bit more forceful. Ezra dragged his hand down Aria's body, squeezing her breasts before slipping it between them. He groaned when her juices coated his fingers as he found her clit and began rubbing it.
When Ezra played with her clit, Aria lost all ability to think. All she knew was the pleasure Ezra was giving her. His thrusts were coming harder and faster and Aria ran out of room to contain her ecstasy. She let it spill out of her and she screamed the energy into the air. Her release went with her screams and she tumbled into her orgasm at full speed. She felt herself explode like a supernova. As she started to come down off her high she felt Ezra fill her with his hot seed. Her legs wrapped reflexively around his hips. She couldn't let go of him, not yet. Ezra smiled down into her face and they both fought to bring their breathing back under control.
As Aria's heartbeat slowed from a gallop to a walk she began to feel weak. Her legs released their hold and slid down to the floor. Ezra remained where he was for another minute or so and Aria realized trapping him had been completely unnecessary. He didn't want to separate from her either. She whined when he finally rolled himself off of her and onto the floor. He chuckled and grabbed her waist. He pulled her against him so he was spooning her from behind. She felt so loved and safe in his arms.
Aria looked out into the room, finally, and saw Hanna lying on her stomach her head turned so she was facing the couple. Aria smiled fondly at her and said, "Hey there, lovely. Whatcha thinking about?" Hanna took the question as permission to speak her mind. She was thinking the same thing she had been for the last hour. She went up onto her knees and folded her hands as if in prayer. She put on her sweetest puppy dog pout and was the perfect picture of sincere begging. She was completely sincere and completely willing to beg.
"The next time the three of us fool around, can I film you two having sex? Please? Pretty, pretty, pretty please?"
I really am sorry about the extra waiting. I hope that this chapter made up for it, at least a bit. I know, sarcasm above, sincerity below, wtf? I, like Hanna, am an enigma. Even I can't figure me out. If you think you have my number, review and lay it on me. If you're just here for the story, review and let me know. If you want to know more about me, review and blah blah blah. Sorry, couldn't resist. Blessings to all
