Author's Note: I can't begin to thank you all for such the amazing reviews & all your helpful comments. I really hope you enjoy this chapter & make sure to keep reviewing! Can you maybe get this story up to 70? (: Well anyway, here's Chapter 5, Aria's POV!
Watching the sunset across the ocean brought me some little comfort as I attempted to forget all the words he had said. How could I of been so ignorant that we had some kind of connection. He's my teacher for crying out loud.
I let out a sigh, shutting my eyes slightly in order to ease the pain but suddenly was awakened by a hand shaking my shoulder. I abruptly opened them, finding Ezra hovering over me.
"Hey, I was thinking about catching some fish for dinner and then I thought we should talk," he said looking down at me, a look of sorrow drawn across his face.
I wondered to myself what he had to be sorry about. Did he perhaps regret the words he had spoken to me or was he not looking forward to sharing a bed?
I simply nodded before turning my back to him, not wanting to see his face anymore than I had to. Ezra, had hurt me in a way I never thought was possible. How could I be so emotionally attached to someone that I had never loved?
I craned my neck slightly back to see what he was doing, curiosity getting the best of me. I watched him with caution as he began sculpting a sphere of wood with his knife. He seemed so indulged at the task that I couldn't help but smile.
After he was finished with his work, he placed his knife back into his pocket and made his way to the ocean. In all honesty, no matter how upset I could be with him, I could watch all his actions for hours upon hours.
I settled my head back to its previous position, finding my mind wandering back to that kiss in the boat. The sparks and emotion in it could ignite a firework in a single second. I had felt something real, but I guess he hadn't.
I guess I had fallen asleep for sometime because I was awoken by the aroma of fish cooking and the sound of a fire crackling. I turned over, letting out a yawn as I saw Ezra being a master chef.
"Have a nice nap," he asked with a grin upon his face, turning the fish over that was perched upon a stick.
His face, was lit by the fire in a different perspective I had never imagined. This time his expression showed moral, strength, determination, and care. I was quite impressed by this different side to him.
"Where did you learn to be Mr. Boyscout over there," I said, sitting up to get a better view at things.
"My dad and I used to go camping a lot, along with my brother and I guess you could say he taught me basically everything I know about surviving," he responded while shrugging his shoulders.
"That's really sweet with the father and son bonding," I answered as I looked at his eyes for a brief moment.
We locked eyes for a few seconds before he turned away, returning to finish up our dinner. I bit my bottom slip slightly, being interrupted as he told me dinner was ready.
We ate dinner in silence, occasionally looking at one another as we enjoyed our cooked fish. After we were finished eating, I knew what came next and that meant talking about what interested him.
I was surprised as he came closer, still facing me and took my hands with his. I didn't know what to expect when he began speaking, but I knew I had to give him my undivided attention.
"Aria, I haven't been completely honest with you and for that I am truly sorry. It's just like lying and I never wanted to come off as that. All those words I said before…"
I looked down, not knowing if I could control my reaction to that previous conversation we had. I felt his fingertips rest gently underneath my chin, lifting my face up to meet his.
"I have feelings for you, very strong ones to be exact. I tried fighting it for so long but I just can't. The first day I saw you walk into the classroom, my first day teaching, I knew no matter how hard I tried that I had to get to know you. I want to act on my feelings without being afraid. I want to be able to make you smile, to kiss…"
I leaned forward, pressing my lips for a kiss before he could finish the sentence. I didn't want to hear another word he had to say. All I cared about was feeling his warmth beside me.
He immediately placed his hands on my hip, angling his face in order to deepen the kiss. I didn't want the kiss to end and neither did he, but not breathing wasn't an option.
We both pulled away, placing our foreheads together and smiling lightly. This moment, was absolutely blissful and how life really should be spent.
"So, you finally had the guts to tell me how you feel," I said, laughing at my forward remark.
"Yeah, you could say that," he responded by laughing as well, and kissing me once more gently on the lips.
I stood up, grabbing his hand and lifting him up as well. He seemed a little confused at what my intentions were, but I gave him an assuring grin.
"I believe I need a shower and how would you like to join me," I asked, not for sure what his reaction would be.
He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me towards him with a mischievous grin upon his face.
"Well, you're just in luck because I happened to stumble upon a breathtaking waterfall that would be perfect for your suggestion," he answered.
I smiled as we walked into the woods, hand-in-hand, making our way to the waterfall. We ended up feeling quite refreshed after and made our way back to our shelter. That night we spent close to each other, finding peace and comfort together.
The next morning, I stirred slightly as I felt Ezra's breath on my neck. In response he only tightened his grip around my waist, placing a kiss on my neck. I smiled in delight, not wanting this moment to end.
The day was mostly a blur to me but I spent every waking moment with Ezra. We took a swim in the ocean, found new and tropical fruit, and also had our own share of pranks and such played on one another.
Another full day had almost passed in paradise, marking just how much time can slip away when you were basking in glory and had nothing to worry about. Looking at the sunset you could say kind of became a restless and enjoying habit for the two of us.
We had just finished supper and yet another conversation we could found so easy to strike up. Both of us were sitting down, enjoying the scenery with Ezra's hands wrapped around my waist and my head nestled comfortably on his neck.
Ezra's lips began finding his way down my neck and unto my collarbone, making gentle sweeps over my skin. I smiled as I felt the sensation, closing my eyes as I basked it in.
"What are you doing," I mumbled as he kept kissing me, gently biting my thin layer of skin.
"Just showing you some affection," I heard him say in response as he moved his head to face me, showing off that boyish grin that I swore you could go weak in the knees from.
I crinkled my nose in response and watched him as he kissed it gently, moving his head back to continue looking at me.
"I have a question for you. Why did you call me Prom Queen when we first arrived on the island," I asked him with a little curiosity in my voice.
"Well, I called you that because you remind me of all the aspects of one. I also think you would make a stunning and hands down, Prom Queen," he said with no hesitation in his voice.
I blushed, looking down and placing my hand together with his, giving it a gentle squeeze.
"Do you think we're going too fast? I mean I know we both have feelings for each other, but is it too quick paced?"
He shrugged, giving off the impression that he was thinking about my question intently, but shook his head.
"In some cases, possibly but we're on a deserted island Aria. It's not like I can just ask you on a date and take it one step at a time with you."
The deserted island part got me thinking that maybe we were going to be stuck on this island forever. Maybe no one was looking for us back home. What if I never got to see my friends or even parents again? And Mike, what would happen to my brother?
The tears began streaming lightly down my face, giving myself the look of sorrow upon Ezra's eyes. He looked at me alarmed, wondering what he had said or done to make me upset.
"Aria, what's wrong," he asked, placing his thumb under my eyes to wipe the tears.
"Ezra, what if I never get to see my friends or family ever again? What if we're stuck on this island forever, away from civilization in our final days?"
I heard him sigh, taking in all I had said, knowing that I had a valid point. He then began to look at me very serious, but with a look of compassion.
"Listen, I know that you will be able to see all your loved ones and that we won't be stuck on this island forever. You have a lot of people who love and care about you, that wouldn't give up looking for you. I know you terribly miss them, but look around. It's just you and me, still breathing in and out, living on the fresh air. To me and hopefully you, that's all that matters."
I looked into his eyes, those electrifying blue eyes, and I knew that I had truly found someone special. His lips quickly found mine, and this time I was met with tenderness and safety.
We continued kissing, never letting go as his hands still remained on my hips and mine around his neck. He gently led me to the shelter as I laid down upon the leaves, his weight being pressed on top of me.
Our kissing never ceased to end, our heavy breathing echoing the night sky. Ezra's hands began exploring down my sides and I found my fingertips wrapping into his curls.
His tongue slid across my bottom lip while the kissing began to drift from gentle to passionate. I opened my mouth more slightly to allow him access, our tongues finding themselves instantly as they fought for dominance.
I let my fingers do some exploring of their own, running them down along his bare chest as I began to outline his lower abs. I heard him groan lowly, knowing that what I was doing was bringing him pleasure.
I felt his lips leave mine as he began to kiss me along my neck, biting on certain areas and causing me to lose myself from the tingle. I raised my arms up as he lifted my top over my head, throwing it slightly to the side.
I shut my eyes and tilted my head back as he kissed me between my breasts, placing his kisses lower towards my jean shorts.
His hands met my hips firmly, unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans, pulling them down slowly and gently. This move I swore almost made me lose control. Once the shorts hit my ankles, I kicked them off abruptly.
His lips came back to mine, continuing to kiss deeply as we had before. I felt his arms reach around my back, unhooking my bra and swiftly taking it off of me. His hand began to knead and cup my left breast, causing a moan to escape my lips.
He flicked the nipple with his thumb, gently and then harder before moving his mouth down to suck on it. His tongue flicked around my nipple in circles, using his other hand to cup my right breast.
I wrapped my hands up into his hair, tugging on the curls as I let out a variety of moans from the sensation he was giving me. He then began moving over to my right breast, flicking it with his thumb before using his tongue.
We shared a few more kisses before his hands began sliding my underwear down my legs, placing butterfly kisses along my inner thigh. One they were completely off, he found another way to get my attention.
I watched him curiously as he placed one and then two fingers inside me, thrusting them slowly at first. I moaned out with passion, not wanting the pleasure to ever stop. The thrusting began to get faster, causing me to want more.
Three fingers were then added and I went over the edge when he began using four fingers to thrust up inside. I screamed out his name as I opened my eyes to a see a devilish grin upon his face. He knew exactly what he was doing.
I screamed as I knew I had reached my orgasm, feeling the sensation of cum trickle down my thighs as Ezra took out his fingers, placing them into his mouth to lick up my saltiness. I knew that it was now my turn to please him.
Ezra began to stand up as I got up on to my knees, undoing his shorts and pushing them down to his feet. He walked out of them, moving them over. I began to now look at his boxers, noticing the bulge in front of me. He was hard.
I smiled as I looked up at him, knowing he was watching what my next move was. I placed my fingers on his hips, sliding his boxers down his legs slowly as he had done to me. I know I was causing him to go over the edge.
I placed my hand on his shaft, stroking him gently as I look up, watching his head move back with his eyes fully closed. I begin to stroke him faster, hearing the groans echo his mouth.
My lips then wrapped around his shaft, my head beginning to bob up and down. I felt Ezra's hands wrap into my curly hair, tugging on it with care. My tongue begins to stroke under him, hitting his sweet spot over and over again, attempting to give him as much pleasure as he had given me.
"Aria…" I began to hear him say repeatedly as I used my free hand to massage his balls, my lips and tongue still caressing his member.
I began to flicker my tongue more, my hand squeezing onto his balls very gently as I keep a steady pace. I hear him mumble something inaudible, ignoring what it might have been. I flicker my tongue faster and faster until my job was done.
He lets out a loud groan, giving my curls a fierce tug as his cum shoots into my mouth. I swallow it without hesitation, taking my mouth off of his member. I look up to see his eyes open, a satisfied expression accompanied.
He takes my hand in order to lift me up to him, kissing me hard and placing his hands on my lower back. His hands move lower, giving my ass a firm squeeze and we return to laying down, him on top.
I could feel his dick rub across my pussy, knowing that it was very hard and was begging to enter me. Our tongues massaged each other, both of our arms being tangled together. I felt him pull back slightly, looking deeply into my eyes.
"Aria, I know that we have already gotten this far, but are you sure?"
I looked at him and nodded, never being more positive in my life.
"I'm sure Ezra. I want you and nothing less."
I felt his member enter me slowly at first and then dove in. I could feel the pain snap through my legs, and tried my best to not let out a shrilling scream. I didn't want him to know I was inexperienced.
He began to thrust at a steady pace, making sure I was going to get used to his very large size. Our kisses heated my body, his touch sending a fire through my veins that I had never experienced with anyone else.
His thrusting became more forceful and faster as I wrapped my legs around his waist, wanting him deeper inside me. I constricted my walls around him, causing a moan and groan from the two of us.
I felt my sweet spot being hit over and over again, pleasuring the both of us to the furthest extent. His hands cupped and kneaded my breasts again, kissing me along my stomach.
I began to shake slightly, knowing that an orgasm was on its way and that I was about to explode any minute. His hands moved down to my hips, kissing me feverishly along my neck and sucking on my ear occasionally.
My hands fluttered along his shoulders, causing my nails to dig gently into his back. The pleasure I was experiencing now was just so unbelievable. I couldn't imagine life getting any better than this.
I continued to open and close my walls along his member, pushing my orgasm just to the surface. My hips moved from under him, feeling the shaking of my body turn violent. His lips pressed firmly against mine, stroking my sides carefully.
I screamed out his name as I came, feeling a moan escape loudly from me. It wasn't much longer when I felt him release his cum, inside me. His thrusting never ceased to end until we both began to feel tired.
I felt him slowly take out his member from inside me, our bodies having a sweat coating. I sighed in disbelief, wondering why I had been missing this all along.
He got off of me, laying down beside me as I turned my back to him. He placed his arm around my waist, pulling me towards him as close as possible and pressing a kiss to the back of my neck.
"You're amazing Aria," I heard him whisper against my ear before I heard the slight sound of him snoring, indicating he had fallen asleep.
I looked out into the pitch black, feeling a stitch of guilt tear at my stomach. I hadn't regretted what we had just done, I never would. I just couldn't help but think the worst when Ezra would find out. When he would find out he was my first.
Author's Note: Just a fun fact but I listened to Come Away With Me by Norah Jones while I wrote that part(: That was my first time writing something like that so detailed but I really hope you enjoyed it. Please review and next chapter is Ezra's POV!