Chapter 11
Aria's POV
Aria didn't know how she got in her room as she sat up in bed, looking around groggily as she ran a hand through her wild hair, ruffling the silky mass some more. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and pushed down the covers, yawning as she stepped out of bed. She stretched and yawned again, before making her bed up. She still couldn't understand how she had gotten to her room. She was sure that she had fallen asleep on the sofa downstairs. She scratched her head, tousling the soft locks as they fell back down around her face and shoulders as she gathered her bath items. She was very confused. Scott and her mother had already gone to bed, so neither of them could have moved her. And she knew that Ezra was back in LA. She shivered unconsciously as she thought of him. She hadn't seen him in three weeks, her hand automatically going to her bottom lip. It had healed nicely. She shivered again, going over to her dresser to take out her Strappy Print Crop Tank and a pair of white shorts, then she went to go grab her accessories and cosmetic bag, then her ballet flats from her closet, and then she headed into the bathroom, failing to notice Ezra's side of the door opened. She put her hair up into a messy ball, and then she washed her face and brushed her teeth, her thoughts going back to Ezra. She had, had plenty of time to think about what he had done to her, feeling as her body tensed up. She had concluded that he had been out-of-control that day. He had lost himself, she had told herself. She didn't blame him anymore. She knew that he hadn't meant to hurt her. She knew he hadn't done it to scare her. She knew how sorry he was, had seen the glistening of tears in his beautiful blue eyes.
She had forgiven him, but she wasn't able to forget. She couldn't get over how angry he had been, how out-of-control he was. He had really frightened her. It had taken her two weeks to get over what he had done. She thought it was best if she'd stayed away. She had stayed with Staci. At the time she just didn't have the guts to face him. She had done everything that she possibly could to avoid him. She had learned from Scott and her mother that he had gone back to LA a lot. She'd been crushed to find that out, remembering crying into her pillow at night. She still wanted him, wanted him as hers. She still cared about him. She didn't want him to lose interest in her. She wanted him to still have feelings for her. She knew he had made a mistake, knew that he wasn't perfect and that he had issues that was eating away at him. She wished he would be open with her, let her inside of his heart. Let her help him get through his pain. She wanted him to let her love him, the good and the bad. She didn't care about how dark his past was. She wouldn't judge him. She cared about him for him. She wasn't going to let anything he shared with her make her see him any differently. She wasn't like that. She wanted him back in Rosewood. She wanted to see him. She wanted him desperately. She missed him. She needed him to know that she didn't hate him, that she got that he lost control. She knew that he wouldn't intentionally hurt her. She just wanted him back in her life. She had to see him.
Aria missed everything about him. She missed his touch, kiss and his masculine smell, the sound of his voice, and the way he looked at her. It was like she was incomplete without him. She shook her head, pulling herself out of her thoughts as she frowned at the girl staring back at from the mirror. She thought she felt eyes on her as she put on her Strappy Print Crop Tank without bothering to put on a bra, then she wiggled into the tight white shorts without underwear, and then she stepped into her ballet flats, before applying light make-up to her face. She was going to the Carmike Cinema with Staci and Mariah. They were going to see Despicable Me 2. They all wanted a good laugh. When she finished smearing Bronze Berry lip gloss on her full lips, she rubbed Be Enchanted lotion on her arms, her exposed midriff, and her legs. She couldn't get enough of the smell. She finished her look of with big hoops that dangled from her ears, bangles that decorated her wrist, and an owl stretched ring on the middle finger of her right hand. She was bending over to pick up one of her scrunchies, when she heard a deep groan coming from Ezra's bedroom. But that couldn't be possible he was still in LA. She looked up, her eyes meeting his intense blue ones as he got up from the bed. How long had he'd been watching her? She paled considerably as she noted that he had seen her naked again. She tore her eyes away from his as his covers fell away from his body, showcasing his gorgeous bare torso as his pajama pants rode low on his hip bones. She flushed, her body starting to tremble as she bit the inside of bottom lip to keep from moaning like some idiot.
She looked back up into his face as she swallowed nervously, noticing that his eyes were like sparkling sapphire as they studied her face. She tried not to flinch when he came closer towards her, a smile gracing his attractive mouth. She unceremoniously moved over to the double sink vanity, seeing as the smile fell from his lips. She hated her reaction to him. She had to remind herself that she wasn't scared of him, that he wouldn't hurt her. To keep from seeing the light leaving his eyes, she focused on her painted blue toenails as he walked over to the toilet. She kept her eyes averted, biting harder on her bottom lip as she tried to get her heart to stop beating so fast. She forced herself to calm down, breathing slowly to get herself under control. She hugged her middle, hoping that it would offer some comfort. She didn't want to feel this way about him; she loved his closeness, but especially his touch. She just had to catch her body up to her brain. Only when she heard the commode flush did she look up again, her eyes holding his. She tried smiling, but she failed as she half smiled instead. His gaze stayed on her as walked over to join her at the double sink vanity. She tried hard not to flinch, but she did anyway. Her eyes fell on his broad chest and taut abdomen, sweeping over each jagged scar as her heart contracted. She wanted to touch them again, to kiss each one. She wanted to learn why he'd cut himself. She watched as he washed his hands and brushed his teeth, all the while his eyes were on her. She felt hot under his storming gaze. She couldn't breathe as she struggled to say something to him. It was as though he was waiting on her to make conversation. She studied him closely, noticing that he was hesitating to make the first move. She found herself smiling, he wasn't usually nervous around her. She told her feet to move as she walked up to him, her arms linking around his neck as she squeezed their bodies together. He wrapped his arms around her back, his head coming down to rest against hers. She breathed in his amazing scent, feeling her body heat up as his hands gripped her. She loved how it felt when he held her. She kissed his shoulder, dragging her mouth along the edges as she felt a shudder go through his body. His skin tasted so good. She smiled against his heated flesh, before she buried her fingers into his hair.
"I'm sorry," Ezra said as his lips brushed her forehead, her skin prickled excitedly. "I never meant to hurt you".
"I know, it's okay," Aria shushed him as her fingers stroked down his neck and the top of his shoulders. "I know that you didn't mean to hurt me".
"I should have never lost my temper like that," Ezra kept blaming himself as he spoke into her neck, inhaling her smell. "I should have never lost control".
"You have a lot of anger built up inside of you," Aria said as she snuggled more into his embrace, reveling in the feel of him. God, she had missed him. "I really do want to help you".
"I know. I'm sorry, I'm trying to work on that by seeing my old therapist," Ezra said as he kissed down her neck, his soft lips teasing her skin. She trembled, gasping softly as her nipples ached. "I do want to let you in".
"I'm glad that you're receiving help, but I can help you too. I want too," Aria emphasized, her hands bringing his head down to her lips, but she didn't kiss him. She could feel the tension building up inside of her, could feel her pussy juices dripping inside of shorts. It frightened her to know that she was so wet, throbbing painfully. "Then let me in".
"There's a lot you don't know about me, about my past," Ezra said hoarsely as he rested his forehead on hers, his warm breath tingling every sensitive nerve inside of her. "There's a lot I have to tell you".
Aria closed her eyes, focusing on the sound of his voice, the feel of him, and his touch. She was about to burst inside of skin, needing him so very desperately.
"We have all the time," Aria said breathlessly as she chewed on her bottom lip, moaning softly as she kept her eyes closed. She didn't have to open her eyes to know that his eyes were close too. "I don't have to know every single thing at this moment. I just want you to open up with me".
"I will," Ezra promised, his hands running up and down her back. "I just don't want you to think less of me, or see me any differently. Something's in my past are ugly".
"I missed you," Aria confessed without shame, both of their eyes opened to stare into each other's faces. She felt her feelings for him deepen in that moment. "I don't care how dark you were, or how ugly your past is, I'm not going to look at you any differently. I love the person I see right in front of me".
It was too late for her to take back her words. She had already spoken them as her eyes run across his face, studying every detail. He looked shocked; his mouth opened, but then he closed it again. Did she love him?
"I missed you too," Ezra said after a moment's silence, masking his shock. She didn't blame him for not saying it back. She knew that he couldn't yet. She didn't care that she was being pathetic in front of him. "I don't wait you scared of me".
"I'm not, I just have to remind my body of that fact," Aria said, her mouth very close to his as she stared down at his mouth, licking her lips absently. She wanted to taste him, to feel his tongue inside of her mouth. "I don't want to flinch every time you're close to me, or when you touch me".
"I want you," Ezra grumbled as his eyes dropped to her mouth, before looking back into her eyes. His eyes were so unnerving when he stared at her like that. He made his desire known; she could feel how hard he was as her mouth went completely dry. She wanted him inside of her, thrusting so deep. "But I can't".
She grew even hotter under his intense gaze, feeling as her skin become clammy and she became disorient. She wanted him too. She didn't have to tell him, he saw it in her eyes, in the way she touched him.
"Why can't you?" Aria asked with a little frustration in her voice. She was sick of not having him. She didn't want to keep going on this merry-go-around of almost sleeping together. "Is it because of those reasons?"
"No," Ezra said in a quiet voice as his hands came up to play in her silky hair, releasing it from the messy ball. "It's not that at all".
"Then what is?" Aria moaned, her eyes closing as his long fingers ran through her hair. She was glad that it wasn't about their parents being married, about her age and him be older, or about Stephanie. She did feel bad about coming between him and his girlfriend, but she couldn't' start feeling guilt now. "What is stopping us?"
She re-opened her eyes, her head falling back.
"My father and Ella," Ezra said as though that explained everything. "They are still downstairs".
"Oh," Aria said with relief, feeling stupid. How could she have forgotten that their parents were still in the house? She wasn't thinking, she thought. "I totally forgot".
"I didn't," Ezra said soberly, his eyes looking serious. "I don't want you getting any of the blame if we're caught".
"I don't want you getting blamed either," Aria said, her arms tightening around his neck. "You're not making me do anything that I don't want to".
"I know that, but I want to take all the blame," Ezra said as his hands left her hair to massage neck, before wrapping around her back again. "I want to protect you".
She didn't know what to say as she gazed up into his eyes, seeing how much he cared about her. How much he was willing to protect her. She struggled for words.
"Why do you do that?" Aria asked softly, her chest rising and falling fast as she bit the inside of her top lip. "Why do you think so low of yourself"?
"Because I'm nothing," Ezra said with such intensity that it broke her heart to know he thought that way of himself. She didn't know why he cared so little for himself. She never saw him that way, ever. "I'm so fucking screwed up. I don't deserve anything good in my life, especially not you".
And then, she kissed him. She kissed because she knew that she could, and knew that he wanted her. She wanted to show him that he meant something to her, that he was something. That he deserved happiness as much as anyone else. She couldn't believe how much she cared about him, how much he cared about her as he kissed her back. He was such a good kisser as their tongues danced together, teasing the other. She was breathing so hard, panting inside of his mouth like she couldn't get enough of him; of this feeling he was igniting inside of her. It was the feeling of falling without a parachute. She had never felt such all-consuming passion. It was a bit scary, but wonderful at the same time. Everything about him was, Intense. Mysterious. Complicated. She would never be about to forget this feeling, the feeling of not knowing when everything would come crashing down around her. She couldn't hold back, allowing him to deepen their kiss as her head tilted so that he could have greater access to her mouth. He kissed her harder as flashes of what he had done the last time reared its ugly head, but she pushed it back. She wasn't about to let those bad memories ruin her moment with him. She wanted this, wanted it bad. She had to remember he wasn't going to hurt her. She forced herself to concentrate on his kisses, locking those memories away for good. She pushed back equally hard as he gave a growling laugh into her mouth as his arms pulled her body tighter against his.
She was becoming weak as she sagged against him, his mouth leaving hers to drop feather kisses down around her neck as her fingers gripped his as she supported herself on her tip-toes. His warm mouth and delicious smelling breath did wonderful things to her flesh as she groaned; rubbing her breasts into his solid chest as her firm nipples became unbearable. She licked her lips and moaned, moaning still as he kissed his way back up to her mouth. She couldn't breathe as she tore her mouth away this time to catch her breath, her hands going down from around his neck to travel down his broad shoulders, bulging biceps, and bare chest. Her small fingers ran along the jagged scars that adorned his well-defined chest and taut abs as he sucked in a breath, his whole entire body shaking with need. She looked up into his face as she bit her top lip again, seeing the hot want in his eyes as they stared down into hers. She kissed the tension away in his jaw as he held himself in control, leaving soft kisses around his neck, before bending her head to plant opened mouthed kisses with extra care on all his scares.
The single action broke something inside of him as he let out a guttural sound as he scooped her up into his arms as though she weighed next to nothing, her velvety pale legs hooking around his waist as his hands cupped her bottom. His mouth crashed down on hers as his hands left her ass to pull her neck down to his face, his fingers stroking the places behind her ears. She used the heels of her palms to press down into his shoulder blades as she turned her head this way and that as she reciprocated his kisses, her dark curtain of hair obscuring their faces. She couldn't get enough of him, especially his taste, touch, and smell. She could feel the generating heat of his hardening length against her core. She thrust her tongue into his mouth as he thrust his into hers, both of them delivering kisses that were both wet and sloppy as she squeezed her thighs repeatedly. Gasping moans flowed into his mouth as she felt every inch of his protruding cock. She wanted him to slip inside of her, loving her senseless. She continued kissing him fervently, on the lips, at the corners of his mouth and jaw, chin, and down his neck as she felt him walk with her back to his bedroom. She felt as trepidation crept into her blood at the thought of their parents being downstairs, but she didn't want to stop if he didn't. She didn't care. She wanted him. She didn't think they'll be able to get another chance like this. She knew that this might be her only chance to feel close to him, to learn about him on an intimate level.
He dropped her on the bed, before coming down on top of her, keeping most of his weight off of her as his mouth took hers again. He felt so good on top of her, reveling in the feel of him squashing her into the mattress. Without breaking his mouth away from hers, he helped her take off her Crop Tank, and then he tossed it over the bed as though it was of little convenience. She moaned loudly as she felt his bare chest crushing her breasts, loving as her nipples rubbed against his chest as she wiggled underneath him. She could scarcely breathe as she gripped his forearms as he kissed his way down her body, his eyes stopping to stare at her small breasts. She felt so insecure. She wish had bigger breasts, wanting nothing more than to read his eyes. As though he could feel her eyes, his met hers as his held such smoldering intensity that rocked her to the core. She couldn't look away from him, silently reading that he thought she was perfect. She smiled shyly, biting the inside of her bottom lip as his eyes left hers to continue staring down at her heaving breasts as her nipples grew stiffer. She wished she could believe that she was perfect, but she knew that she wasn't. A small scream left her mouth as his lips closed around her right nipples as he began to suckle, his hand kneading her breast as she nearly jumped out of her skin. He teased the rosebud peak, nipping, licking and flicking, and pulling on her nipple as she bit her lip again to quell the scream as low moans emitted from her throat instead. His mouth then left her right nipple as it showered her left one with just as much of attention he showed the first, biting, suckling, and kissing, before kissing and leaving saliva trails around her breasts.
She squirmed as his kissed down her flat stomach, his tongue coming out to lick and stroke every inch of her skin as he groaned, her fingernails biting into his arms as she bucked against him. What he was doing to her felt good. She couldn't think as one of his hands came back up to mold and play with her breasts as she watched him behind heavily lidded eyes. She was gasping and moaning and biting her lip as one of her hands left his arms as she fisted a hand in her hair. His deft tongue played hide-n-seek with her navel, dipping in, before coming out, and then dipping in again as her body shook with tremors. He was still kissing her stomach as his hands work to undo her shorts, unbuttoning and then unzipping, before tugging down the short shorts down over the swell of her hips as she lifted herself off the bed to help him. She was glad that she wasn't wearing underwear. She wanted him inside of now, but he had other plans. He got off the bed, grabbing her around the ankles as he dragged her to the very edge of the bed as he got down on his knees between her quivering thighs. She couldn't hide her confusion. She didn't know what he was doing, her face showing her puzzlement as she waited with a bated breath to see what he would do next. He opened her legs wider, bending his head down to blow on her heated pussy as she grasped, bucking and gasping for air as different sensations ripped through her body. She never felt anything like it. A drawn out moan left her lips as he kissed the top of mound, his tongue dragging down the slit of her pussy lips to her anus, licking inside the tight canal as she cried out, and then he used his hands to push back the moist folds of her pussy lips as he stared at her pink clitoris soaked in her cum, trickling out. She was so wet as more of her cum oozed out on the bed sheets, his fingers touching her as she shrieked before biting down on her tongue as his fingers pinched and pulled on the hard sensitive nub. She could feel perspiration break out all over her body as her arms extend above her head, her hands gripping the pillows as he thrust two fingers inside of her as he fingered her, his thumb brushing against her swollen clitoris as his long fingers hit deep inside of her, over and over as muffled screams seeped out from behind her hand.
He removed his fingers, licking the juices off his fingers, before plunging his tongue deep inside of her as she bit the back of her hand as she glanced down at his dark head between her thighs. He tasted her, swirling his tongue around as harsh pants filled her own ears, then he was thrusting in and out of her, before sucking and flickering her clitoris as the heels of her feet dug into the mattress as he sucked up her cum. She never knew it could be this way, that it could feel so amazing. She started to thrust her hips up into his mouth, wanting to feel him even deeper inside of her pulsating walls as she cried out as the feeling became even great. Her fingers made their way into his soft hair as he continued thrusting and twirling his tongue, pushing harder and deeper as she shuddered. She was losing herself, becoming light-headed as she felt something happening to her body. She felt a tightening low in her belly as shudders started to come back to back, surging throughout her body as he fucked her with his tongue. She rolled her hips, needing to feel this impending urgency that had no name as her inner walls began to constrict. She could feel it rushing towards her, baiting her to give in. She wanted it; she wanted it so bad as she bucked her hips forcefully. He gave one last great thrust inside of her, causing her to come undone as she screamed towards her shattering orgasm. Her body was still convulsing with aftereffects as he licked up her juices, more streaming from her as she squeezed herself.
Aria dazedly moved back up on the bed as he came down on her quaking body, settling between her legs. She could feel how very hard he was as she pulled his face down to hers, kissing him passionately as she tasted herself on his tongue. She never knew what she tasted like, moaning as she tasted cinnamon and peaches and him. He reached a hand down between them to pull down his pajama pants, freeing himself as the head of his cock nudged at her opening. She could feel both of their hearts beating fast. This was it, it was really happening. She didn't want to stop, they had come too far. She didn't think about anything, but him. About having him buried deep inside. She fastened her arms around his neck, her legs wrapping around his waist as she deepened their kisses as her forehead pressed against his. She nodded her head, telling him she was ready. She could feel his harsh breath fanning her mouth as he pushed inside, thrusting hard and deep in one stroke as she cried out into his mouth. He stayed still for a moment, giving her enough time to get use to his size. The pain was crippling, white-hot sizzling pain tearing through her insides. It felt like he was ripping her apart. It hurt so badly. He was so big and thick, buried so deep inside of her tight pussy as he broke through her virgin barrier as her virgin's blood coated his cock. She told herself to breathe, telling herself that the pain would end soon. She felt herself crying; tears flowing down her pale cheeks as he kissed them away, then he kissed her nose and mouth, before whispering words of endearment into her ears.
"Once I start moving the pain will go away," Ezra hissed against her mouth as he began to thrust in and out of her tight walls. "Trust me. I'm going to make this so good for you".
She nodded her head, before saying,
"I do trust you," Aria moaned, before biting the inside of her bottom lip as she started to move with him. "I want this so much. I want you so much".
"You feel so good," Ezra groaned against her lips as his eyes held hers, thrusting harder. "And I want you too, more than anyone else I've ever known".
She let his words sink in, smiling into his eyes as the pain eased away. She wanted to enjoy this, she would never forget this. She wanted everything from him, wanted to give him a part of herself. She wanted a part of him too. He started kissing her again, his mouth molding hers as he increased his thrusts, one after the other. Her fingers raked down his broad back and waist, her nails cutting through the skin as her toes curled. She couldn't get over how great it felt to have him inside of her, pushing her deep into the mattress. Her arms came back up to wrap around his neck, pressing her mouth harder against his as she sucked on his bottom lip. He was hers, every part. She could feel her release coming, but she didn't want the feeling to end yet. It was too soon. One of her hands left his neck to grip his shoulder, lifting herself off the bed as she began thrusting upwards as he went so deep inside of pussy, making her scream. He pulled all the way out, and then he pushed back into her hard, knowing that she would be sore for a week. Just another thrust from him and she was going to come. He plunged again, deeper and harder, pounding into her fast as she moaned. She couldn't hold back any longer as she came, her orgasm so powerful as she held him tight. She was so disappointed in her fast release, but she didn't have time to think about it as he kept pumping inside of her. It was like he couldn't stop, thrusting into her seven more times, before spilling his semen inside of her as her inner walls constricted around him. Even after he had come, he gave one last hard thrust.
Aria loved how he didn't move off her, but instead remained buried deep inside of her. Her fingers gently caressed his neck and back. She couldn't stop kissing, or touching him. She loved how he kissed her lips, stroking her shoulders with his fingers. Her body was still trembling, loving how every part of her tingled. The room smelled of them, it smelled strongly of sex. She chewed on her bottom lip in thought, never wanting this moment between them to end. She sighed breathily as his fingers ran through her silky hair, causing a moan to leave her lips as she stared into his sparkling eyes. Never had she seen him so alive, so open. She frowned suddenly, thinking of how quick she had come. She was so embarrassed. She had wanted to please him, to give him as much pleasure he had given her. How could she have been so stupid? Why hadn't she been able to control her body? She felt his disappointment in her, knew that she was awful at making love. Why couldn't she do anything right? She knew that she didn't live up to the expectations he had of her. Why had she been a virgin? Inexperienced? She bet all his other sexual partners were better than her, that fact stinging as she continued chewing on her bottom lip lost in thought. He pulled her out of thoughts; his eyes questioning her as his fingers lightly traced the frown. She wished she was better at hiding her emotions. She tore her gazed from his as she turned her head, hating herself. His eyes continued boring into her as he grunted, and then he pulled out of her, before lying beside her. She turned her back to him, hissing at the soreness between her thighs. God, she hated being self-conscious. He had been prefect.
"What's wrong?" Ezra asked as he pulled her back towards him, using his fingers to brush her hair away from her neck as he kissed it, his teeth grazing her soft skin. "I should have been considerate of you, I'm sorry".
She didn't know if she wanted to mention it, feeling her cheeks flush, but she decide to just tell him.
"I didn't mean to come so fast, I wanted to prolong it as much as I could," Aria said in a small voice, biting the inside of top lip. She couldn't look at him. She didn't want to see the disappointment in his eyes. "And you were prefect, in every way".
"Aria, it was just your first time. You'll get better. I wasn't disappointed if that's what you think. I enjoyed every minute with you," Ezra said meaningfully, bending his head as he kissed her shoulder. "Next time will be even better, I promise".
She couldn't believe how certain he sounded. Did he really want to sleep with her again? She had to know. She had loved all the things he had done to her. Her body just shivered at the thought of having him inside of her again.
"Are you sure you want to again? I wasn't that great the first time," Aria said, sounding angry in herself. "I wanted to give you pleasure, wanted to live up to any expectations you had of me".
"And I do want you again. I'll take you now if you weren't so sore, and if I wasn't so tired," Ezra chuckled against her neck, inhaling her scent mixed with sweat and him. "You gave me plenty of pleasure. I never had it better, enjoyed it more. You're the best I've ever had. And I never had any high expectations of you. I didn't see you like that. You were perfect to me too, you're always prefect. I loved that you're so sweet and innocent. I loved that about you".
She couldn't help but turn around then, gazing up into his beautiful blue eyes. She couldn't look away from him, loving how his eyes were so striking and filled with something she couldn't describe. She wanted to believe him so much. She was fallen in love him with. His opinion mattered, how he saw her mattered.
"Please don't lie to make me feel better," Aria said as she started to cry, tears falling down her face as she wiped at them fiercely. She bit her bottom lip as she held more tears back, running a hand through her hair, tousling the long silky locks that fell back down gracefully. She didn't want to cry in front of him again. She didn't want him to think that she was some big cry baby. She didn't want to remind him of her age, of how young she was. She flipped on her back, needing him to really see her. "I know that I'm not perfect, or beautiful, or even desirable. You asked me once not to pity you, so please don't pity me".
He brushed her tears with his fingertips, pressing his forehead to hers, and then he kissed her softly on the lips, coaxing her into kissing him back. She could hardly breathe at how he was kissing her, his kisses made her shiver. She could feel so much emotion in them. Finally, he pulled back, his eyes holding hers. They were so intense. Unreadable. She didn't know what to think, what to feel.
"I never say things I don't mean. You should know that about me," Ezra said, before kissing her again. Not being able to get enough of her taste, of her touch. "And I do believe that you're perfect, beautiful, and desirable. Tell me that you believe every word that I just said to you".
She could read in his eyes how much he wanted her to believe in him, to believe his words. She did believe him.
"I do believe you," Aria breathed against his mouth as she kissed him deeply, her hand coming up to stroke the side of his face. She cared about him so much, so badly wanting his love. "Tell me that you don't pity me".
"I don't pity you, I want you," Ezra said hungrily, his fingers fingering her taut nipples as she sucked in a deep breath as her body shuddered. She wanted him again, she didn't care that she was sore. She could feel her flesh heating up. "I want you so much now, but I can't".
"I know," Aria bemoaned, feeling frustrated. "I wish I wasn't so sore".
"I'm glad I was the first guy to ever know you intimately," Ezra said as he stared deep into her eyes, his pupils dilating as though drunk on her. "No girl has ever gifted me with something special".
She could feel how much that meant to him, his beautiful mouth lifting into a rare smile.
"I'm glad too," Aria said, lacing her fingers with his. "No guy has ever wanted me the way that you want me".
"Fucking idiots," Ezra said harshly as he tucked the bed covers over their naked bodies. She thanked him with one of her great smiles, snuggly closely into his body warmth. "They didn't see your worth. They couldn't see the attractive girl that's lying behind me".
"Why did you do this to yourself," Aria said softly as her fingers ran over his scars under the covers, feeling his skin prickle under her soothing touch. "I can't understand why you would hurt yourself like this".
She felt him tense, but then his body relaxed. She looked back up into his face, but he avoided her eyes as he stared off at the far wall. She knew this was the perfect time to get him to open up to her. They had shared something amazing. His face etched with such pain, his eyes filled with much regret.
"I didn't have a great childhood growing up and my parents didn't make it any better. My teenage years weren't great either," Ezra said as he looked back into her face. "You already know that I had an alcohol and sex addiction and that I've been in a lot of dark places in my life. I guess all that just build up until I had to find an outlet for all that pain".
Her heart ached for him, wanting so badly to comfort him. She did, throwing one arm around his waist. He sat up in the bed, pulling her along with him.
"Did you have anyone to talk to?" Aria asked, her expressive brown eyes expressing their sadness. "I know that it must have been hard for you".
"No," Ezra said, kissing her forehead, hugging her tight as though he didn't want to let her go. "I had to grow up on my own. Only person I could depend on was me. I taught myself. I had to learn things the hard way. My mother was selfish, and my father didn't fight for me".
She couldn't imagine Scott like that. It must have shown on her face, because he shook his head and gave a bitter laugh.
"You don't know my dad like I do. He just allowed my mother, Vivienne to waltz all over the country with me. I just traveled to so many places. It wasn't a good experience for a kid like me. I saw a lot, had a lot happen to me," Ezra said darkly, avoiding her eyes again. She could read shame there, her arm wrapping tighter around him. "I did so many things that I'm not proud of. I don't like to think about those times".
She wanted to know more. She wanted to know why he felt shame. She wanted to know what type of things had he seen, what bad stuff that happened to him, but she knew that he'd tell her in time. She wasn't going to pressure him. She could wait.
"No, I don't. From the time him and my mom dated and got married he's been there for me. He's the father that I've always wanted," Aria said quietly, not wanting to hurt him. "Maybe he's changed a lot since then. You're not close with your mother either? I can't imagine not being close with my mom. She sacrificed a lot for me. I can't think of a time that she wasn't there for me".
"Maybe he has. I really don't know. I see him with you, though. He's good with you. I never had that. I see the way he looks at your mother with so much love; he never looked at my mother like that. They weren't good together. They should have never married in the first place," Ezra said, releasing a breath, before running a hand through his unruly hair. It was cute. She couldn't help smiling. "You're lucky. Your mom seems very supportive of you. Vivienne's not like that. I'm not close to her. She never gave a damn about me. I don't believe she ever wanted me, or loved me. She's a spiteful woman".
Aria kissed his neck, before kissing him on the lips as her mouth lingered, and then she pulled back. His mother sounded awful. She would never treat her son, or daughter that way.
"What do you think made her that way?" Aria asked breathlessly, still feeling the effects from his mouth on hers. "I don't understand how she couldn't love you".
"I don't know. I don't try to understand her, I don't want to understand her," Ezra said as he shrugged his shoulder. "I mean she was the only child of my grandparents. Their dead now, but they spoiled her. They let her do anything she wanted. They were rich. They left me and Vivienne trust funds".
"Maybe you should talk to her, I mean tell her how you feel," Aria suggested as she kissed his shoulder, loving the smell of his skin. "Maybe you could have a talk with both of your parents together".
"I don't want to talk about the past with them, it won't do any good. I'm over it," Ezra said brusquely, his blue eyes shimmering with anger. "I don't want to talk about this anymore, or my parents".
"Okay," Aria said in a low voice as her eyes searched his. She realized that talking about his parents was a sensitive topic. She didn't want him to push her way. She understood perfectly. "We don't have to discuss your parents. I just wanted to know more about you".
"Aria, I'm sorry," Ezra apologized as he ran a hand down his face, before shaking his head. He kissed her again, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as he kissed her none too gently, and then his fingers traced her prefect features. "It's not you. You didn't do anything wrong. I just hate talking about my parents, especially my mother".
"I get it, I understand,' Aria said as she bit the inside of her bottom lip, smiling softly at him. "I just don't want you to push me away again".
"I don't think it's that simple," Ezra smiled furtively, one of his hands traveling down the valley between her breasts, then slowly down her flat smooth stomach and over the soft slopes of her hips, down her pale thighs, and then to her dainty toes. It took everything inside of her to control her harsh breathing, her body trembling under his sensuous touch as her head fell back and her eyes closed as she licked her lips. She wanted him to touch her between her thighs, fingering her like he had done before. "I can't stay away from you, remember?"
But, before she could answer, her cellphone went off. She hopped out of bed, almost falling flat on her face as she fought her way out of the entangled bed sheets as he laughed from behind her. She threw a dirty look over her shoulder and tossed her hair to her left shoulder, before running into the bathroom butt naked. She felt goose pimples break out on her skin as she felt Ezra's hard gaze on her. She shivered, knowing what he wanted. She wanted it too. She lifted her phone from the counter, flipping through her missed calls. She had two from Staci, and two from Mariah. She then checked her text messages, her face dropping as she read them as she chewed on her tongue. She couldn't believe how late it had got, couldn't believe she had forgotten her plans with her friends. She text them both back quickly, telling them they could go out again some other time. She couldn't very well tell them she had blown them off to have sex with her step-brother, with Ezra. They wouldn't understand. She put the phone down on the double sink vanity, gazing at her reflection in the mirror. She didn't look any differently, aside from her flush face, gleaming eyes, and slightly swollen lips. She couldn't stop smiling, wincing only when that spot between her legs protested. She pushed off from the sink, heading back into the bedroom, jumping on top of Ezra as he grunted as he caught her around the waist. She straddled him, bringing her shoulder-length hair to right side of her face as she sucked on his neck. He groaned low in his throat, his hands squeezing her hips as she felt him grow hard. It felt so good to feel his erection at that angle. She couldn't help rocking her hips, making him groan louder as she sucked harder on his neck. She forgot about being sore.
"Who was that?" Ezra asked thickly, halting the movements of her hips. "If you keep this up, then I'm going to forget about you being sore".
She laughed.
"My friends," Aria said against his neck, her voice muffled. "I totally forgot that I made plans with them.
"I'm sorry," Ezra apologized again, sounding sincere. "I don't want to come between you and your friends".
"I'm not," Aria said without shame, sucking on his neck some more, before pulling back to look into his face. "And you won't".
He nodded his head, hoping that she was right.
"What do you want from me?" Ezra asked hesitantly after a while, not able to look away from her big doe like eyes. "Do you even know what you want from me?"
She thought about it, wanting to tell him the truth.
"Your love," Aria said unafraid as her heart thumped in her chest, watching his face closely. There, she had said it. "To be your girlfriend".
"Are you sure?" Ezra struggled out, swallowing the huge lump in his throat. "I don't want you to regret being with me. I'm not an easy person to love".
"I know what I want," Aria said with absolute certainty, her arms linking around his neck. "I want you, the good and the bad".
She put her forehead to his, closing her eyes as he did the same. She could feel his heart beating so fast. She knew that he was afraid. She was afraid too. This was all new for the both of them.
"Come out with me tomorrow?" Ezra asked, his fingers caressing her waist. "I want to take you out of Rosewood for a day".
"Where do you want to go?" Aria spoke softly, feeling her body tingle under his ministrations as she grew excited. "I'll take off tomorrow".
"To LA," Ezra said, his voice rumbling sexily as his eyes flashed open to stare into her eyes. "I want to show you where I live, work, and all my favorite places".
"Yes," Aria gave him her answer, squealing as he rolled her over on her back as he hovered over her.
His mouth came down on hers, kissing her long and slowly as she moaned. It all felt like a dream, spreading her thighs so he could get in-between them. She couldn't get over how playful he was being with her, how carefree and full of smiles he was. She loved this side of him, wanting to keep him this way.
Yay, they finally went there lol. I loved writing this chapter so much, putting everything I had into it. I hoped you guys enjoyed it. Please review and let me know!