Chapter 16
Mr. Fitz the Chaperone
This chapter is insanely long. I am sorry. I don't know why it happened; I don't know how it happened. But basically, it is long as fuck so I hope you have some free time.
Aria's POV
"Spencer, shut up. Too much talking for this earlier hour." Hannah groans loudly from her seat on the bus across from the bench Spencer and I are sharing.
"Han, it's nine in the morning." Emily reminds our whiney friend.
Spencer rolls her eyes then leans back against her seat to look out the window.
"What is taking so long anyway? We were supposed to leave over forty-five minutes ago." Emily questions as she looks around for some sort of explanation.
"My mom said Mr. Marks couldn't make it because of some family emergency. With that being said, we have to have another chaperone fill his place otherwise there won't be enough adults to cover the amount of students attending the trip." I inform my friends.
Closing my eyes I cross my arms over my chest in attempt to take a nap while we wait. I have been awake since five in the morning running around getting my stuff gathered for this trip. With graduation rapidly approaching, the graduating class of Rosewood Day are scheduled to have their senior trip to Rochester, New York this weekend. Despite the fact that it isn't exactly a glamourous trip to a well-known city, it is a free ticket out of Rosewood for the weekend.
While I am undeniably excited to get out of Rosewood and have this final hurrah with my classmates, I wish it were on any other weekend. My eighteenth birthday is tomorrow. My boyfriend Ezra Fitz and I had plans on spending the evening and all of the following Saturday together. Unfortunately, I will now be 428 miles away in a hotel room with my friends while he is home alone in his apartment.
The girls and I, along with the rest of the student's on the bus are growing rather antsy sitting here waiting in the bus. We were supposed to leave the school at 8:15 this morning then return in three days on Sunday afternoon. Yet, here we are going on an hour later and still sitting in the school parking lot.
Leaning my head on Spencer's shoulder I attempt to curl into her side in hopes of taking a nap. I hear Spence playfully scoff, though she doesn't make me shift my weight off of her.
"Holy shit." I hear Hannah gasp loudly just as I was drifting off. "Aria…"
"Hmmm," I grunt in response not bothering to open my eyes.
"Oh my god. Aria wake up." Spencer nudges my side swiftly.
"What's Fitz doing here?" Emily asks in confusion.
"WHAT?" I screech just a tad too loud.
Shooting up in my seat, I stare out Hanna's window to see my secret boyfriend standing about twenty feet from the bus with his overnight duffle bag over his shoulder as he talks with my mother and our principal, Mr. Tamberelli. Confusion fills my mind as I watch my boyfriend shake hands with his previous boss then turn to climb onto our bus.
I notice Ezra's eyes skim through the bus load of students in search of me before locating me at the very last row.
The boys on the football team break out in cheers and hollering when they see their former teacher walking down the main aisle.
"YEAH! Fitz is back!"
Ezra humbly smiled at everyone then took an empty seat about three rows ahead of me. I stare at him in shock; too numb to acknowledge the girls and their persistent questioning.
A moment later I see my mother climb onto the bus and tells everyone to quiet down.
"Okay everyone, I apologize for the delay. Mr. Marks was supposed to be our third chaperone though a personal issue arose and he could no longer attend. Mr. Fitz was gracious enough to fill in for Mr. Marks this weekend. Now that everything is in order we can head out!"
Digging my phone out of my pocket I rapidly open a new text to send to Ezra.
How did you get roped into being a chaperone when you don't work here anymore? What about your own job? -Ar
A moment later my phone buzzes.
According to the school board, when there is a field trip you have to have at least one male and one female chaperone in case a gender sensitive issue occurs during the trip. There aren't very many male teachers here. None of them were available. Which led to your mother ringing me repeatedly this morning until I answered my phone. I was worried something happened to you. Your father is covering my classes while I am gone. – Ez
A small smile tugs on my lips at him worrying about me.
Nope, I am very much okay. Quickly adapting to the idea of being in a hotel with my sexy boyfriend the weekend of a very important birthday. – Ar
Aria… - Ez
A wicked grin forms on my lips knowing he is reconsidering his decision to say yes to my mother.
Yes, Professor Fitz? ;) –Ar
Biting my lip I glance up at him in hopes of catching his facial expression. Though there are three rows of seats between us, I can see his left side sitting on the side of his bench from a diagonal angle. He coughs slightly and shakes his head with a playful smile of his own.
We have to behave this weekend.
Maybe I don't want to. Then what, Professor Fitz? –Ar xoxo
His response is instant. I gasp in shock at the words in front of me.
Then I will have no other option than to punish you, Miss Montgomery.
The smug bastard turns ever so slightly to send me a suggestive look as he chuckles knowing full well my mind is reeling now.
Throwing my head back against the seat, I close my eyes and release a huff. My birthday weekend/senior trip is going to be spent with my mother, my secret boyfriend, Ms. Welsh who has always harbored a crush on my secret boyfriend, and lastly, forty other students. I can only imagine what is going to happen these next few days.
Countless hours later we finally arrive to Rochester. Everyone was ecstatic to finally get out to stretch out legs and hopefully get settled into our rooms. Slowly but surely we all pile into the large lobby of the Marriott Courtyard we will be staying in for the weekend.
"I am going to start gathering room keys. Everyone wait over here for a moment then we can all head up to our floor at once." My mother announces loudly to the large crowd.
The girls and I linger near Ezra over by the front desk as we are eager to get upstairs to our rooms.
My mom didn't want to deal with bickering among the students about room assignments so she cut a deal with us. Three students were allowed to a room meaning one student in each queen sized bed and the third would sleep on the fold out couch. My mother gave the seniors two weeks to pick their roommates for the trip in order to appease us.
Last night mom and I stayed up late getting the list in order to ensure everyone was assigned a room. When we got to the end of the list we ran into a road block with me and my friends. We lucked out just barely when it came to rooms. Every student was given a room with two queens and a couch. Each of the three chaperones were set to have a king sized bed.
Due to the lack of one more necessary double queen, mom is allowing Spence and I to share a king room. We don't dare share this information with the other students to prevent them from claiming favoritism. This way, Hannah and Emily get a double queen and Spencer and I have a king.
"Is there anything you can do?" I overhear my mom plead.
The woman behind the desk types furiously on her keyboard then frowns once more, shaking her head in denial.
Placing my bag on the ground with the girls, I walk over to my mom.
"What's wrong, mom?"
"Apparently we are one room short. Ms. Welsh had one job; that was to book 17 rooms. Though now, it would appear she only booked 16." Ella groans under her breath when Ms. Welsh acts as if she isn't at fault.
"I know! If need be I am sure Ezra could stay in my room on the couch, or they could bring him a trundle bed." Ms. Welsh smiles somewhat seductively towards Ezra.
While at any other time I would have been flaring with jealousy at some woman attempting to seduce my boyfriend into staying in her hotel room, I cannot find a jealous ounce within me. Ezra's eyes widen in shock though he tries his best to remain a loving gentleman.
"Thank you for the offer, Josie. I'm sure can figure something out."
"Ms. Welsh, why don't you go head and take the students upstairs to their rooms to get settled while I sort this out." Mom says curtly to the slightly younger woman.
Reluctantly she tells the students to head on up to the eighth floor to start getting everyone settled.
The moment Ms. Welsh is out of ear shot Ezra spins around to stare at the flustered employee. "I don't care what you do just please get me a room. One that is not with that woman!" I snicker a bit too loudly at his outburst.
"I don't know what to do. There are no more rooms available on our floor. We cannot have one of the chaperones on a different floor than all of the students as that defeats part of the purpose of a chaperone. I sure as hell am not making poor Ezra stay in a room with her. She will be all over him the moment he tries to go to sleep! Gahhh that woman! She never gets things done correctly unless she is handheld the entire way through it."
All three girls and even Ezra grin with a chuckle at my mother's frustrated confession. I playfully glare at Ezra when he covers his mouth to hide his laughing.
"You said we have sixteen rooms secured, right? Three kings and thirteen double queens?" Spencer asks suddenly once she recovers from her little snickering fit.
Ella nods her head in conformation.
"Well, what if Mr. Fitz takes mine and Aria's room then we can share with Han and Em? I know the school rule is technically only three people to a room, but we were going to sleep in the same bed anyway. I'm sure Han and Em wouldn't mind sharing the other bed or one of them could take the couch. That way we are all on the same floor and all three adults are the only ones with king beds."
I can tell Ella is mulling over the idea by the way she is gnawing on her bottom lip. After a moment Ella nods her head in satisfaction.
"You girls don't mind if Aria and Spencer bunk with you?" She double checks with Han and Em. Both girls shake their heads and announce they would rather the four of us be in the same room anyway. "Okay, we'll do that. This way there is nothing for Mr. Tamberelli to complain about when we return."
I smirk to myself when I see the woman behind the counter subtly sigh in relief realizing the situation has been handled and she no longer has to deal with an angry Ella Montgomery.
"With that all being resolved I guess we can head on up. Hopefully Ms. Welsh has given everyone their room numbers by now." Ezra announces then leads us across the lobby to the elevator.
The six of us shuffle into the elevator together with our baggage in tow. I casually slide in front of Ezra who has backed himself up to the far back right corner of the square space. I bite my lip harshly to suppress a moan of delight at the feeling of Ezra slipping his hands underneath my loose fitting tank top. His hands grasp my hips lightly as he pulls me backwards a step to hover right in front of him. We are so close I can feel his body heat radiating off of him and onto my back.
With my mom standing right in front of the door with her back to us I relax into his touch knowing she won't see a thing. I cannot help but to lean back into his chest loving the feeling of his hands on my bare skin.
The loud ding from the elevator announcing we have reached our floor causes me to snap out of my daydream. Ezra removes his hands from under my shirt as if nothing happened. The six of us one by one exit the elevator then head down the hall to where Ms. Welsh is listing off the few remaining students.
"Did you get it figured out?" She asks upon seeing our arrival.
I nod my head and answer her before my mother can make a snide remark about Ms. Welsh's error.
"Yes. Mr. Fitz is going to take our room then Spencer and I are going to share a room with Hannah and Emily."
"Great!" She abruptly states though sounding a bit reluctant. "See I knew it would all work out Ella!"
"Mhmm." Mom bites her tongue to prevent anything she'll regret from falling out of her mouth.
"Girls, you four are in room 824 it is down at the very end of the hall on your left." Ms. Welsh hands us the sealed envelope with our room number written on it containing our keycards. "With Ezra taking Aria and Spencer's room that means you are in room 826 Ezra."
"Thank you, Josie. I'm going to get settled before we head out for dinner." Ezra smiles politely, takes his envelope from her, and then all but bolts down the hall before she can say anything else.
"Looks like we will be right next door Mr. Fitz… very convenient." Hannah smirks in a teasing tone. "You know, in case anything were to happen and we would need assistance, you would be just one room over."
I nudge her roughly in the stomach with my elbow and tell her to shut up. Ezra is clearly smirking, though, he is also blushing at her insinuation. We all make our way to the end of the hall to enter our respective rooms.
Tossing our bags on the two beds I plop down at the foot of my chosen bed and sigh heavily. Finally off of that damn bus and on a comfortable bed.
"Ohhhhh Ariaaaaaaa" Hannah bellows in a sing-song type of voice.
"What?" I groan and throw my arms over my face.
"Guess who has a conjoining room?" She smirks, clearly proud of herself when she sees me jump up from the bed.
I scurry over to the door to unlock our side. Raising my hand attentively I knock firmly on the light oak colored door. A minute goes by before I hear the deadbolt unlock and the door swing open.
"Well if it isn't my sexy Professor. I have a feeling this door is going to be receiving a lot of use this weekend."
Ezra grins at me realizing exactly what this means.
"Goodbye girls."
Ezra flashes his megawatt panty dropping smile at me without even looking their way. He hooks his arm around my slender waist and all but yanks me playfully into his room. He shuts the door behind us then firmly locks it.
"I have been dying to kiss you since I stepped onto that bus over seven hours ago Ezra admits just before capturing my lips in a longing kiss.
Tangling my arms around his neck I pull him back down to my height level. "Good thing we have plenty of time to make up for those torturous hours on the bus."
My lips smash up against his in a messy kiss. I love playing with the baby hairs at the nape of his neck; they are so soft and he always moans when my nails delicately rake over the sensitive area.
Wanting to bring his back some ease, I push him backwards onto the bed and climb on top of him. My hips press down firmly over his crotch to prepare him for a heated make out session consisting of rough grinding.
Ezra groans loudly in delight the second I pull my shirt off and toss it across the room. My strapless black lace bra also finds its way to the floor.
"Holy fuck," he swears in his deep, sexy voice.
A smirk of satisfaction washes over me at his reaction to seeing me topless for the first time. With my birthday less than twelve hours away I am finding it hard to contain myself. Ezra and I have yet to have sex during the entire two years of our relationship. We both agreed early on we would not cross this line until he was no longer my teacher and I had to be eighteen. With my birthday mere hours away I am aching to rip both of our clothes off and take him right here.
Sometime during our passionate kissing I managed to discard Ezra's faded green shirt and sent it to join my top and bra. I've seen him shirtless before but this is the first time I have gotten to touch his toned abs while damn near dry humping him.
"Have I told you how damn sexy you are?" I mutter in bliss just before I dive back down to claim his lips yet again.
My hands ease down between us to locate his belt and the buttons on his jeans. Within seconds of my small fingers fiddling with his belt does Ezra detach himself from me.
"Whoa baby. Hold on a second." He pants heavily. He coughs harshly to regain his composure.
"What's wrong?" I frown in displeasure.
Ezra moves to sit us both up though I push his chest back down in rebuttal. My hands rest on his toned stomach and I wiggle my hips down on him suggestively.
He shakes his head once again only this time, his hand firmly grasp my teasing hips to keep them still.
"Aria, we shouldn't be doing this right now."
Playfully swatting his chest I roll my eyes at him. "Come on babe, we have plenty of time."
Leaning back down I plan to resume our previous activities. Ezra yet again saw otherwise.
"Aria, no. I am serious. We are not doing this."
Ezra's firm tone causes my breathing to quicken in pace; involuntary tears well up in my eyes. Suddenly feeling a bit too exposed in this situation I climb off of him and search for my top. Unable to locate my bra I settle for just my shirt. Not bothering to slip into my top, I merely bolt over towards the door leading back to my own hotel room. I curse under my breath when I discover the girls locked their side back after Ezra brought me over to his room.
Mere second before my tiny fist could collide with the wood door does another fist connect to the wood door roughly fifteen feet to my right. Someone was at his main door.
"Get in the bathroom." Ezra all but rushes me by my hips across the room towards his bathroom. I firmly swat his hands away from me still feeling pissed and rejected by him.
With the bathroom door now shut I take the time to pull my white and light blue flowing tank top over my head sans bra.
"Sorry to disturb you, Ezra." It was my mother. Well isn't this just great. "I didn't get a chance to give you the schedule for this weekend. We are going to leave the hotel tonight for dinner in about forty-five minutes. Depending on how the kids are we might just come back for the night if they are tired or we can wonder around the city for a couple hours and shop."
"Oh perfect! Thanks Ella. I am really looking forward to this weekend." I can tell he is forcing a smile based on the strain in his voice.
"I cannot thank—Ezra… Why is there a bra on your floor?"
Shit. Clenching my eyes shut I shake my head in disbelief of this entire situation. You better lie your ass of Mr. Fitz or else you are going to be strangled in thirty seconds by my mother.
"What? Oh uh it's my girlfriend's. It must have been mixed in with my drawer of laundry that I grabbed this morning in a haste to pack. She has a habit of using my drawers for her clothing once hers are filled to the max."
Hmmm good job Fitz; I guess I have taught you a thing or two about lying these past couple of years.
"I didn't know you had a girlfriend?" Of course my mother wants to pry into his personal life. "You should bring her over the next time you join us for dinner. Byron and I would both love to meet her sometime."
I scoff to myself and roll my eyes. If only my mother knew Ezra's girlfriend has been present for every single dinner he has attended.
A couple more minutes of small talk pass by before my mother finally excuses herself from the room. The mere second I hear her shut the hotel room door I push myself out of the bathroom and strut over to the conjoining door. Raising my fist I pound on the door with force and shout for the girls to open the door.
"Aria wait, please. Can we talk about this first? Don't just run away from me because I said no."
Spencer opens the door with a look of worry; her eyes dart between the two of us out of curiosity.
"There is nothing to talk about, Mr. Fitz." I slam the door shut behind me and make sure to flip the dead bolt harshly to ensure he could hear me locking it.
"What happened with you and Ezra? Are you okay?" Spencer asks hastily in concern.
Shaking my head I close my eyes hoping to keep the tears in. "It's nothing. I am going to take a shower before we head out for the night."
Sulking over to the bathroom I proceed to shed a few lone tears. I know a part of me is overreacting to him saying no. The other part of me feels rejected due to how harsh he was about getting his point across. Not wanting to dwell over the issue at hand I finally step into the steamy hot shower where I wash away my tears.
Ezra's POV
Aria has been icy cold towards me the entire night. At some points in the evening she chose to blatantly ignore me.
My jealousy over her has been rapidly building all night. The boys from the football team have been extra playful with her and offering to give her a special birthday treat at midnight in their hotel room tonight. These are the same boys who have been unsuccessfully trying to get her to accept a date with them for the past two years.
What has fueled my jealousy the most is the fact that she seems to be flirting back with them. The entire night I kept glancing her way to find her laughing with the idiotic boys and lingering much too close for comfort. Even Spencer kept glaring at her tiny friend all night and asking her what the hell she thought she was doing.
Needless to say I couldn't have been more relieved when the group finally returned to our hotel for the evening. The three adults ensure everyone returns to their own rooms with girls on one side of the hall and boys on the other. With everyone finally in their room, I trudge down to my own.
Sitting at the end of my bed I stare at the door to Aria's room as if it were mocking me. Getting up from the bed, I knock softly on the door. A moment passes with no response. I raise my knuckles an additional two times with no luck. My verbal pleas for Aria to come to the door also fall without acknowledgement.
Stripping out of my clothes I get settled for the night in merely my boxers. Grabbing my phone from my nightstand I try one last thing.
I'm sorry Aria. I know you don't want to talk to me but I don't want you going to sleep sad and upset. I love you. I'll leave the door unlocked in case you decide you want to sleep in here with me tonight.
Staring at my phone I wait and I wait for the little grey bubble with three dots to appear signifying she is typing back.
It never appears.
Sighing in defeat I slide under the covers and intend on staring at my ceiling for majority of my evening.
Right as I am closing my eyes I hear a door quietly open. Seconds later there is an ever so slight dip in the mattress by my stunning girlfriend. Aria lies down on her side to face me. There is only a foot between our faces. Her legs wiggle forward to twine with mine.
"I'm glad you came." Grasping ahold of her hand I place a lingering kiss to her knuckles.
"I didn't want you to get cold all alone in this big bed…" Aria whispers lightheartedly only for her frown to return moments later.
"I am sorry for being harsh earlier; that was never my intent. You had managed to rile me up more so than you ever have. We both knew how close we are reaching your birthday and my body was starting to give into you." I explain in hopes of ensuring her I never meant to reject her.
"Is that such a bad thing? To give into your desires for once?"
Nodding my head briefly I confirm her statement. "Technically you aren't eighteen yet; we have a couple more hours. Besides, I don't want your first time to be rushed. If I hadn't stopped us earlier we would have been interrupted by your mother."
Aria chews on her bottom lip and breaks our gaze which is a sign she is thinking. Reluctantly she nods her head and tells me she understands where I am coming from and apologizes for intentionally flirting with those boys in order to make me jealous. She said she just wanted to get attention and feel wanted even if it were from the pigs on the football team.
With our issues resolved now Aria flips over to press her back up against my chest. I wrap my right arm around her body to hold her securely to mine. Aria releases a hum of approval and snuggles even closer. I press a light kiss to the side of her neck then whisper an ever so soft good night in her ear.
It is currently 12:05 am on Friday morning.
The clock's bright red digits stare back at me as if fireworks were going off and I couldn't relocate my gaze. It is Aria's birthday. My girlfriend is finally eighteen years old and entirely legal.
Wanting to make the best of this glorious moment I decide to wake Aria up. I carefully lift the sheets off of our bodies and lay them off to the side. It is in that moment I take in her attire; Aria is wearing my yellow Hollis shirt she always steals when at my apartment and has slipped on a pair of light pink silk boy shorts style underwear.
My lips trail kisses beginning at her neck to nuzzle her sweet spot enough for her to stir. Ever so slowly I ease my way down her body until I reach her silk panties. Aria is half awake and half asleep. Her adorable moans and sighs of contentment encourage me to continue on.
With my mouth now placing kisses all along her sexy panties I grin when I discover she is already becoming wet. Even half asleep my girlfriend seems to always be horny. I dip my head between her smooth thighs to kiss her most sensitive spot over her panties. My kisses become harder, using my tongue to trace patterns over her panties.
"Mmmm. Ez… Ezra! Babe what are you doing?" Aria whispers in a husky voice the moment her eyes shoot open.
"It is after midnight baby. You know what that means…" Aria's entire face lights up in excitement mirroring a child on Christmas. "Happy Birthday Sweetheart."
With my hand on the inside of her thigh I push her body until she is now flat on her back with her legs spread wide for me and her knees bent. Aria blushes an adorable shade of red once my fingers hook in the sides of her panties and slip them down her creamy smooth skin. My mouth instantly reattaches itself to her wet vaginal lips only this time there is no silk barrier between my tongue and her increasingly wet pussy.
A loud squeal falls from her beautiful lips when I press my mouth against her aching clit.
"While I would love to hear your screams, we have to be quiet here. Once we are back home though, you may scream as loud as your lungs please."
Aria nods her head in understanding with a sheepish grin.
Returning my head to its previous location I begin to get to work on pleasuring my highly sexually frustrated girlfriend.
The gasps and moans echoing from her plump lips are doing wonders to my own arousal. Every time she so much as releases a breathy gasp I grow harder even in the slightest bit. I struggle to keep my own groans of pleasure at bay. She tastes delicious. Honestly, even better than I had dreamed about over these past two years when I imagined this situation finally playing out.
My tongue varies between rapidly stroking her clit then gliding down her slick lips to trace figure eights along with other random patterns. I alternate my tongue's speed from slow to fast to hard and then barely there.
By now Aria has lost her ability to remain quiet. Her petite body has been wiggling all over the bed causing me to grasp ahold of her hips and hold on to her firmly. At some point she grabbed one of the pillows to put over her mouth.
I can tell Aria is undeniably close to her orgasm based on her body language. Her body is coated in a light layer of sweet, her bottom lip is aggressively trapped between her teeth, her right hand has a firm hold onto my hair and is not letting go for anything, and lastly her body is a mix of stiffening and beginning to tremble.
"Don't hold back baby. Just let your body do whatever it wants. I promise you will love it, just relax and let your body get the tip of the ice burg." I encourage her softly noticing she is holding back from cumming.
Aria nods her head frantically and begs for me to return my tongue to her clit. Her hand all but shoves my face back down firmly against her pussy.
All it takes is three more firm licks from my tongue for Aria to lose herself in her first orgasm.
"Holy FUCK! EZRA! Babe! Oh my…. Oh… fuck. Fuck Mr. Fitz. I don't ever want you to stop Mr. Fitz!" Aria shouts loudly.
Watching her thrash around on this bed has got to be the sexiest sight one could even imagine.
Her body is still trembling when I withdrawal from my place between her legs. I press a multitude of kisses along her breasts and up to her neck. Based on her screams of my formal last name I am curious to discover if she is turned on by student/teacher roleplay. I grunt in excitement at the idea of playing with her delectable body in order to discover her turn on's.
It takes her several minutes surprisingly for her body to even begin to calm down and return to a regulated breathing pattern. She is certainly a sight for sore eyes. Aria's eyes are drooping and I can tell she is drastically struggling to remain awake.
"That was out of this world. I love you so much Ez… Mmmmm my body feels… well I don't even know I don't feel much of it right now." Her exhausted brain is clearly experiencing some slight difficulty formulating words.
"How about you get some sleep, Princess."
"But- but I want more." She sleepily whines.
I laugh softly at her words. "I promise honey, when you are more awake I will give you even more."
I chuckle to myself when I notice she is incredibly dazed post-orgasm. Grabbing the comforter I tossed off of her earlier in the night, I pull it back over her body to keep her naked body warm.
My arm wraps protectively around her waist much like I had a couple hours previously in the night. With Aria snuggled up against my body I am able to drift off to one of the best night's sleep of my life.
The following day passed by in a blur.
All of the students had the option to split up and partake in different activities with their preferred chaperone. The three adults decided it made more sense to let them split up and do whatever they desired as this is their final goodbye to Rosewood trip.
My group of students wished to visit a street fair they came across in one of the local parks. I was a bit reluctant at first but soon gave in at the thought of a bunch of eighteen year olds wishing to relive their youth one last time before entering adult hood in a couple weeks.
Trekking around the large park for countless hours really wore me down. To be quite honest, all I wished to do was whisk my girlfriend back to our hotel room and have some private fun of our own.
With today being her birthday she got to choose where the group got to eat dinner tonight. Aria had requested we eat at an Italian place a couple blocks away from the hotel. None of the students had any complaints about it which meant it was a go. Which leads us to where we are right now.
Everyone cheered for Aria and joined in with the staff when it came to singing her happy birthday. Aria of course was blushing the entire time at the vast amount of attention on her. It didn't help that she sat across from me thus allowing me the ability to play footsies with her the entire time.
It was visibly obvious Aria is antsy to return to the hotel just like I am. We are aching to finally share the intimate moment we have been craving for two years.
With it being fifteen past ten o'clock Ms. Welsh announces we have to head back to the hotel due to our early departure time in the morning. The entire group grumbled and groaned at her announcement. Aria and I on the other hand were nearly bouncing out of our skin knowing we are a mere two block walk away from getting naked.
It takes us all a damn near thirty minutes to arrive in front of the Marriott. All of the students take their dandy time getting inside and heading to the elevators.
"Ms. Welsh, would you mind hanging out down here to ensure everyone goes upstairs? I'll head up with the first group and wait upstairs for everyone." I ask my former coworker on our way towards the elevators.
Reluctantly she nods her head when I put some much needed distance between us. "Of course, Ezra."
Aria lingers in front of me wanting to jump into the first lift with me. A group of the football players enter our lift along with Aria's three best friends. The familiar ding of the elevator alerts us we have reached our floor. I discretely catch Aria's arm and lean down to whisper in her ear the second the other students head off down the hall.
"Give me fifteen minutes. I will meet you in my room for your birthday present once everyone is settled in." Aria blushes furiously then sprints down the hall with the girls.
Slowly but surely each group of students made their way up to the eighth floor then scattered down to our half of the hall we booked up.
"Finally," I sigh in relief seeing Ella and Josie exit the lift.
Glancing at my watch I see it reads 10:55. Well, I am right on time. "Alright ladies, I will see you both first thing in the morning. You have a goodnight."
Smiling politely I swiftly make my way down the hall to my awaiting girlfriend.
"Oh Ezra!" Ms. Welsh's voice rings out down the hall. "With all of the students in bed for the night I was wondering if you want to stop by my room for a nightcap?"
Struggling to keep a fake smile on my face I am quick to deny her offer. "I'm sorry Josie but I don't think that is such a good idea. I am not comfortable having a drink while on a school trip."
"Oh well what about—."
I cut her off not wanting to waste any more time in this damn hallway. "It's late anyway, today's exploring really wore me out. I'm sorry but I kind of just want to get some sleep. I'll see you in the morning."
With that being said I scurry down the hall past the remaining six rooms before arriving to my own door. Swiping my keycard I frown when it lights up red three times in a row denying me access. Shoving the damn card in one last time I beg it to work.
Red.
Fucking hell. I just want my girlfriend who is on the other side of the door.
Stuffing the demagnetized card into my pocket I yank out my cell phone. My thumb hadn't even unlocked the small device when my door was suddenly opened and a small hand reaches out to grasp my tie and yank me into the barely lit room.
"What took you so long?" Aria mutters in between demanding kisses.
Her little fingers yank off my tie and rapidly unbutton my grey button down shirt. I groan in pleasure at her new attire. Aria is dressed in nothing aside from an incredibly tiny black lace thong and her sexy five inch heels she had worn to dinner.
"Ms. Welsh—." I start to explain only for Aria's tongue to cut me off. I moan loudly into her mouth loving her aggressive behavior.
"Don't care about her right now… Bed. Mmmm now Mr. Fitz." Aria mumbles against my lips. She jumps up and wraps her legs around my waist.
My hands roam along the backs of her soft thighs and drift up to her firm ass. Aria moans into the kiss and thrusts her tongue back into my mouth when I squeeze her ass. Shortly after we tumble down onto the bed we nearly fall right off the edge due to not paying too close of attention as to where we landed.
Rolling us over I situate myself on top of Aria. She assists me out of the remainder of my clothing causing me to be completely naked. Aria runs her hands down my torso as she bites her lip seductively. Her hips wiggling around and lifting off of the bed slightly to display her eagerness.
Leaning down to hover over her I kiss slowly down her body. I spend plenty of time kissing across her chest and biting her delicate skin as I go. My mouth latches on to her right nipple. Mmmm I have waited long enough to finally bite and suck on her petite breasts I want to take my time and give them plenty of attention.
"Ezzzz….. Mmmmmm babe." Aria giggles loudly when I playfully bite down on her erect light pink nipple.
My tongue circles around the sensitive bud off and on as I alternate licking them and biting them.
"Please Ezra. I need you badly. Please babe. Take my panties off already." Aria whimpers in agony.
Placing an additional kiss to her other nipple I glance up at her. "Patience my sweet darling."
"Yeah it is a virtue I do not possess. Now take my panties off!"
I smirk against her skin at her eagerness. "As you wish dear."
My hands glide down her sides in line with my lips peppering kisses down her torso. With my hands on her hips I kiss along the waist band of her thong. Hooking my teeth in the barely there lace I slide them down her slender legs.
Hovering over her beautifully wet pussy I decide to tease her a wee bit more. Pushing her legs wide a part I press kisses along the insides of both her thighs as well as on her outer lips. My mouth steers clear of her pulsating pussy despite her repeated pleas for me to eat her out already.
Once I decide she has endured enough torture I give into her desires.
"Fuck Mr. Fitz!" Aria shouts loudly in response to a single flick of my tongue to her clit.
Aria hooks her right leg over my shoulder and fists her hand in my hair to firmly press my face against the ache between her thighs.
My tongue moves rapidly with the goal of bringing her even more pleasure than I did last night. Her flamboyant cries for more drive my tongue into changing patterns promptly. All I can feel is Aria. All I can breathe is Aria. Finally after all we have been through and the pent up sexual frustrations we are finally fulfilling each of our body's needs.
Aria throws her head back into the pillows abruptly and arches her back high off the bed.
"Oh FUCK!" Her loud gasp alerts me of her impending orgasm.
My tongue zones in on her clit for maximum pleasure.
Aria's body abruptly doubles over with her ass and hips still on the bed though her stomach is hunched over and she is clinging onto the top half of me. Her nails rake up my back, no doubt turning the skin bright red and possibly even causing minimal bleeding. Her mouth latches onto my shoulder tissue and bites down roughly in a desperate attempt to contain her loud screams of pleasure.
I am unsure of how much time passes by before Aria slumps back down onto the bed to lie flat on her back. Her fingers slowly run through my messy hair as a way to help calm her trembling body down. I slowly ease my way up her body then hover over her to rest on my forearms. Bowing my head down I shower her in kisses as I await her to catch her breath.
"I really fucking love you babe." Aria giggles sheepishly a few minutes later.
"And I love you too my dear."
Sensing she still needs a moment to fully recover from her first orgasm I turn my attention back to her breasts while I wait.
A wave of satisfaction washes over me as I listen to her endless moans with every hickey I leave on her porcelain skin. My erection is pressed up against her vagina slowly rubbing against her to tease her for what is to come.
With my left hand I grasp ahold of her right hand and lift it above her head to remind her I am right here with her even with the pain that is to come.
A harsh banging on the wall yanks us out of our intimate moment.
"The two of you need to shut up. We are trying to sleep in here!" Hannah's harsh voice echoes through the room wall.
"You have got to be kidding me," Aria groans in frustration.
Shaking my head I tell her not to let Hannah ruin the moment. "Just ignore her."
"Harder Mr. Fitz! Yes baby! Harder!" Aria playfully shouts back just to piss her blonde friend off.
Aria and I laugh to ourselves feeling determined not to lose this perfect moment.
Thirty seconds later the oak door flings open to reveal a very pissed off blonde. "Seriously, shut up. We do not need to hear our best friend having sex with our former teacher!"
"Get out of here!" Aria and I shout simultaneously.
"If you don't knock it off, I will come back with a bucket of ice next time." With that she storms out of the room and slams the door shut behind her.
"I cannot believe that just happened." Aria scoffs in displeasure.
Dropping my head down in the crook of her next I groan loudly. "I know you love your friends, but sometimes I want to just kill them."
Rolling off of my temptress of a girlfriend I huff in annoyance. I just want to finally be with my girlfriend intimately. Why is this such a hard thing to ask for? Aria rolls over to curl up into my side. She runs her hand up and down my chest to wind down my frustration.
"She ruined our moment so maybe we should ruin her night…" Aria grins mischievously.
Looking down at her with a curious look I furrow my brow feeling intrigued. Aria pulls me up off of the bed and jumps up into my arms.
"I think we need to have some fun up against that door. Wouldn't you agree, Mr. Fitz?"
We both share a smirk knowing we are going to drive Hannah and potentially her other two friends crazy. I flip the lock on the door to ensure Hannah cannot enter our room then we begin our payback. I roughly thrust Aria up against the thin door knowing full well her friend would hear it.
Aria throws her head back and starts hitting her fist against the door rhythmically as if I were rapidly thrusting into her.
"Oh Mr. Fitz! Oh yes. Baby keep going. Oh yes. Mmmmmm YES. Just like that. Yeah baby you know just what I like."
I have to bury my head in the crook of her neck to keep from busting out laughing. Lifting my hand I forcefully hit the door and groan loudly.
"Fuck Aria. I am so close. You are so tight baby; I am about to explode. Are you ready for it?"
"Yes baby! Give it all to me! Shit you are just so big!"
We carry on this harmless banter for a few more minutes before we finally act as if we have both climaxed. Once we fell silent we hear Hannah pipe up.
"Fuck you guys!" Hannah shouts in displeasure.
Ezra and I bust out laughing in satisfaction.
"Fuck you too Han!"
I carry Aria over to the bed and lay her down gently. We crawl under the covers and accept the fact that we will not have our perfect moment until we are back home in the privacy and safety of 3B. Pressing a goodnight kiss to her forehead we cuddle together and drift right off to sleep.
Aria's POV
Sunday morning came all too quickly. It is our last day here before heading home. Well, technically we aren't here for the day. We were informed to eat a hearty breakfast downstairs at the complimentary breakfast bar this morning to fill up our systems before we head out of here at 9:45.
The comfort of Ezra's embrace seems to have made me oversleep much later than I would have desired.
While I had tried shamelessly to get Ezra to join me in the shower for some fun this morning, he declined. He instead opted to pack up both of our bags and retrieve some breakfast from downstairs for us to munch on in the room as we dressed.
Sliding the shower curtain back, I step out of the steamy shower and wrap a towel around my torso. Wiping the steam away on the bathroom mirror I take in my appearance. I have a few hickeys on my neck as well as several coating my breasts from last night. My hair resembles wavy wet dark spaghetti. It is as if my skin is glowing due to this weekend's naughty festivities.
Biting my bottom lip I cannot help but feel like a truly sexy adult woman right now. My body screams sex in several aspects. Felling the reoccurring ache between my thighs begin to make itself known I decide it is time I peek out into the bedroom. The extremely petite towel falls just below my ass leaving not much left to the imagination. Running a hand through my tousled wet hair I smile to myself at the reaction I am about to receive.
"Hey Ez, I have a little problem. I could really use—Mom! What uh… what are you doing in here?"
My mother is standing ten feet in front of me next to my boyfriend. The color drains from my face instantly. Suddenly this towel that was sexy thirty seconds ago feels drafty. Holy Jesus. Ezra's face mirrors mine in utter shock. My mother on the other hand appears to be completely confused. Unfortunately, that confusion is wrapped morphing into a look of wrath.
"What in the hell is going on here?" My mother demands loudly. Ezra and I stare back and forth between one another completely frozen. "Aria! Answer me!"
My mother's shouting breaks me out of my silence. "I uh needed to take a shower but Hannah was taking too long. Mr. Fitz said I could use his since he would be downstairs getting breakfast."
Mom turns her gaze from me to look at him. "You thought it was appropriate to allow a student to use your shower while you were in the room?" Her tone is low and sharp.
"Mom, he wasn't going to be in here. Like I said, he was getting breakfast." I cut him off knowing he cannot feasibly lie under pressure.
To further prove my point I motion over to the small table in the corner of the room containing two plates of breakfast items.
"Two plate?" She crosses her arms over her chest with a disapproving gaze.
"I have a big appetite in the morning. I am trying to cut back on my intake but I am not succeeding to well." Ezra coughs out awkwardly.
Ella turns her judging gaze back over to me after a solid minute of staring Ezra down. He is about to crack. My god if she drills him any harder I know he is going to give in and admit defeat.
"Why did you call him by his first name then? He is your teacher need I remind you."
A reassuring smile tugs on my lips. "He isn't my teacher mom and he hasn't been this entire school year. With him coming over to the house frequently because of you and dad he said I could call him Ezra. When we were around other student's this weekend I addressed him as Mr. Fitz."
"I promise it is no big deal mom. Ezra and I have become more like close friends than merely student and teacher. Besides, dad has been saying all along Ezra is basically the male version of me and he has no problem with us hanging out around town discussing literature and what not. What's the problem here?"
My mother glares at me as if I have two heads. "The problem is the fact that you are dripping wet in a very small towel in your former teacher's hotel room who happens to be seven years older than you."
"Like I said, he was supposed to be downstairs. I guess I took longer than planned which is why he got back before I was done. I forgot my bag in here which has all of my clothes."
We all turn our gaze to my duffle bag placed on the end of the mattress. The room is silent for a couple minutes at least. We all avoided each other's gaze as we were unsure of how to wrap up this situation. I feel like Ella believes me to a degree. I mean, technically she has no reason to belief Ez and I are dating. This shower thing is the only mere bump in the road.
"I am not comfortable with this situation, especially with you acting as her chaperone right now. I know you two hang out when we have Ezra over and you spend time around town together sometimes however this situation is not appropriate. Aria I want you to take your bag and get dressed in your own room. As for you, we will talk about this tonight at our house. Be there at 7 and not a minute later."
Ezra nods his head sheepishly and keeps his gaze on the carpet. Ella taps her foot impatiently on the floor waiting for me to get my stuff and leave. With my bag clutched to my chest I scurry over to our conjoining door.
We are almost home free. Well, that is until the door is pushed open from the other room by none other than Hannah.
"Your time for bangin' Fitzy is up. We need to be downstairs in ten minutes and Spence—." Hannah's sentence trails off at the sight of my mother in the room. "Oh, hey Mrs. M… Shit. I am just going to go now."
Clenching my eyes shut I hold my breath ready for the Ella Montgomery bomb to drop.
"Aria Marie Montgomery. What in the hell have you done! No lying missy or this is going to turn out worse for him than it already is." My mother's voice booms through the room.
Ever so slowly I turn around to face her once more. "Mom… Don't freak out."
"What do you mean 'Don't freak out'? My seventeen year old daughter is apparently sleeping with her former teacher who is also a close friend and colleague to both your father and I."
"Technically I am eighteen now and… and well." I stutter starting to feel my world beginning to crumble.
I cannot lose Ezra, I just cannot.
My breathing becomes shallow and the walls feel like they are closing in. My chest rises and falls rapidly due to my onset panic attack.
Ezra rushes to my side and guides my body to sit down on the bed. He wraps the comforter around my nearly exposed body and curls me into his side. His hand rubs up and down my back to soothe me.
"I love her very much Ella. Please, can we discuss this entire situation at your house tonight when we have ample time and not a hall full of students who could overhear us?"
"I cannot believe you, Aria! How long have you been lying to me about whatever the hell has been going on between you two?"
Ella's harsh tone causes me to whimper in fear. I cannot lose Ezra. This isn't how they were supposed to find out. We were going to tell them a couple days after I graduated. Ezra was going to tell them about him moving with me to NYU to attend college. He accepted a teaching position in their English Program allowing us to remain together without the long distance aspect.
"Can you not see she is having a panic attack? Stop screaming at her. Please Ella, tonight we will discuss this then you and your husband can yell at me all you wish. Just, please, stop yelling at her."
Closing my eyes I focus on Ezra's calming touch.
"Fine. Tonight. Don't bother waiting until 7. I want you to follow us home as soon as the bus arrives to Rosewood Day. You two better have one hell of an explanation."
With that, Ella storms out of the hotel room without another word.
This is not how this weekend was supposed to end.
So there is that!
If this chapter gets 25 reviews I will post the next chapter on Tuesday of next week (8/8). Next chapter is Sparia by the way. Depending on how reviews fall you just may get three updates within a week since I am in an extra giving mood.
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