Chapter 12

Ezra POV

Ezra didn't know what the hell he was doing by sleeping with Aria, and then taking her to LA with him. Was he really losing it? He thought he was. He wasn't able to think straight when it came to Aria. He knew he wasn't any good for her. He didn't know why she didn't see that. She deserved better than him. He couldn't understand why she would want someone as broken as him. He didn't think Aria fully understand what she was getting into by being with him. God, she was so young. That knowledge alone should have kept him from having sex with her. He knew that he was being selfish. He just knew that he wanted her, needed someone like her in his fucked up life. She was the only thing that made sense. She was the only good thing in his life. He wasn't about to give that up, clinging to it so desperately. He feared he wasn't able to let her go. How could one person be so remarkable, have such a pull over him? He didn't know if he liked the latter. Being inside of her, claiming her as his own had been the most intense feeling he had ever experienced. He couldn't get over how warm and tight she had been, so very wet for him. Sex had never been so better for him, felt so right. He had meant what he had said; she was the best he had ever had. Every time he had pounded so hard, or thrust so deep inside of her, a piece of his soul had been lost. He wasn't able to forget the sounds she had made, the feel of her fingers clawing down his back or the way her arms held tight to his neck as he fucked her so hard and good, the way she had bit her bottom lip, or the feel of her harsh breath fanning his neck. The scratches on his back red and long, but not deep. They had hurt like hell. He couldn't believe someone as small as her could make those marks, his mouth smirking. He would gladly wear her scars. It was his own scars he hated.

The taste of her had been so addicting on his tongue, inside his mouth. She had smelled so good, had tasted so good. He was never going to forget the taste of cinnamon and peaches. He wanted to taste her again, wanting her to come on his tongue again. He had never performed oral sex on any girl, but he had wanted to with Aria. He had, had a strong want to taste her. The sounds she had made and the bucking of her hips had told him he had done well. Aria made him want to try new things. She didn't make him feel uneasy, or demanded much from him. He never wanted to hurt her, but the first time was always painful for any girl. He thought she had amazed, but she hadn't thought so. He had to get her to stop being so self-conscious. He hated when she thought less of herself. She was so prefect to him. He knew that she would never disappoint him, that she would always be there for him. He had never felt that type of devotion before. She was the first girl he knew he could love, the first girl he had let get close to him. To share his secrets. He wanted to share more with her, but he wasn't ready yet. What he had revealed to her was a good starting point. They could build from there. They had plenty of time to learn about one another, to allow Aria to see the many parts of him. He felt so much closer to her, thanking his lucky stars she had entered his life.

He wanted to do right by her. He didn't know if they were an item or not, he never gave an answer to her want. To be his girlfriend. She couldn't be his girlfriend yet because he was still technically dating Stephanie. He knew he had to break up with Stephanie. He had no problem doing that, but he had to find the right time. Stephanie deserved to see him face to face when he broke up with her. He knew she'd be upset, but he couldn't continue being with her. He wanted Aria. Aria was the perfect girl for him. He had never thought he would meet the right girl until Aria. He just never had that connection with Stephanie that he had with Aria. He took his eyes off the road for just a moment as he glanced over at Aria in the passenger seat. She was asleep, her beautiful dark head lolling to the side to rest on the window as her silky hair covered her lovely pale face. He took one hand off the steering wheel, using it to sweep her hair back from her face, running his fingers through the soft tresses, then his fingers trailed down the side of her face, before he placed his hand back on the steering wheel. He listened to her breathing, the sound soothing him and made his heart constrict. He wanted to shelter her from his ugly past, but she didn't want that. She wanted the good and the bad with him. She was willing to accept every part of him, ugliness in all. He couldn't screw it up with her, but he knew he'll still have those jerk moments here and there.

Ezra loved interstates. He could do a lot of speeding well within the limit. He read the signs and the arrows, noting that it wouldn't be that long before he entered his part of LA. His exit was coming up. He switched lanes, moving over to the right as another car followed his lead. He couldn't miss his turn. He kept his eyes peeled, slowing down as his exit came in sight. He turned off, going up the romp as he hit an intersection. He made a left, taking the quicker route to his apartment. He couldn't wait to show Aria his home in Long Beach. He knew she would love the beach. It was right across from his apartment. They could do a lot of walking to get to some of his favorite places. He imagined walking down the boardwalk as he held Aria's hand, before shoving that thought away as he made a right, and then he made another left, turning down East Ocean Blvd. It was cheesy, but he had never done it. He hadn't ever wanted to hold another girl's hand while he walked anywhere. He glanced over at Aria again, loving how her face portrayed her innocence and happiness. He wanted her again, inside of her. But he didn't just want her for sex. She meant more to him than that. What did he want for her? Did he want a relationship with her? Did he want her as his girlfriend? Could he really give her what she wanted from him? Could he really get over his issues? They ran so deep. He hated being damaged. He'd be better for her.

He pulled up at his apartment, parking on the side of the street as he parked in front of his ocean view apartment building, and then he killed the engine. He looked over to his left, soaking in the ocean and the beach as people littered the beautiful sand. It was a sight to behold. He could feel the sand under his feet and between his toes as the sun beat down on his back. He thought about him and Aria naked on the beach as they made love. He wanted Aria on top, ridding him as he plunged up inside her. He could feel the sand sticking to their bodies as they moved against one another, hearing their pants and moans. He groaned as he slammed his head back against the seat, running a hand down his face. He couldn't do that. He couldn't think about sex now, now he just wanted to enjoy the amazing sight. He couldn't wait to head over there, but first he had to show Aria his favorite places to visit. There were so many people out today, spotting the beach umbrellas and chairs, dogs with Frisbees hanging out their mouths and volleyball nets, beach towels, coolers and picnic baskets, and ice cream sellers. He got out the car and stretched his long legs, breathing in the smell of the ocean. He didn't want to wake up Aria at the moment, reaching into his pocket for his Samsung Galaxy. He loved the Black Mist phone as he dialed the familiar number, walking around the car as he waited for the person to pick up. It wasn't that hard to convince his father and Ella that he wanted Aria to come with him to LA so that he could show her where he lived. In their minds it was innocent, sibling bonding. He gave a mental shake of his head. They had no idea. He knew he should feel bad for sleeping with Aria. He knew that he was older, lived in another state and she was underage, but he couldn't. He couldn't give the feeling of being with Aria up.

"Scott," The other person said.

"We're in LA," Ezra said as his alert eyes studied the people around him, not missing anything. His part of LA wasn't bad, but he had no intention of becoming that helpless boy again. He felt the bile start to rise in his throat, keeping the memories from replaying. He wasn't that same boy anyone. He had gotten tougher, taking martial art classes and done street fighting. He was a great fighter, even fighting for cash at one point in his life. He hadn't needed the money, but he loved fighting. It had given him a rush, knowing that he could really hurt someone if he wanted. His mind drifted back, his eyes clouding with remorse. He had almost killed three guys in a fight, losing control. He had disappeared after that, going underground for a while. Those days of sex and alcohol left a nasty taste inside his mouth. "We're in front of my apartment building".

"How was the drive there?" Scott asked, laughing deeply into the phone. "How is Aria?"

"Too long, but we made it," Ezra said, bending his head to gaze into the car at Aria. She was still sleeping. "She's fine. She slept the entire way. Actually, she's still asleep".

"What are your plans for today?" Scott inquired, before his voice dropped low as he spoke with someone else. Ezra could only assume it was Ella. "Just make sure you take care of her. She's never been outside Rosewood, so she could easily be persuaded into doing something".

Ezra didn't even get mad at his father's lack of trust in him. He congratulated himself on keeping his temper in check. Maybe he really was changing.

"I'm going to take her to my favorite places, then we're going out to eat, and then I'll take her to the beach," Ezra said, catching Aria's eyes. How long had she been up? His breath hitched as she smiled at him, her peachy colored lips looking even more scrumptious. He couldn't wait to kiss them, feeling himself grow impatient. "I got to go, Aria's awake now. I'll call you later".

He clicked his phone off without waiting for his father's reply. He didn't matter; the only thing that mattered was kissing Aria. His arms itched to hold her. He slipped his phone back into his pocket, and then he made his way over to Aria's door. She was already stepping out the car. His arms went around her small frame, dragging her to him as she melted against his body. One hand placed at the small of her back, the other held the back of her neck as his eyes gazed down into hers. He loved how her silky hair brushed his hand. He could feel her trembling, waiting for his kiss. He didn't know why she was still hesitated to make the first move, to touch him. They had already had sex. What was she so afraid of? Did she fear he might reject her affections? He wouldn't do that. He wanted her. She didn't have to fear kissing, or touching him. He wanted her to do that, wanted her to kiss and touch him anytime she wanted. He loved when she did both to him. He could read the uncertainty in her eyes; saw the way her beautiful brown eyes flicked down towards his mouth. It felt as though a rope tightened in his stomach, feeling his cock swell. His eyes fell to her full lips, needing them on him. He wanted to taste her, to thrust his tongue inside of her sweet mouth. He couldn't wait any longer, his mouth connecting with hers as pushed his tongue into her mouth. She moaned her arms coming up to encircle his neck as her fingers fingered his soft hair and kissed him back. He held back a little, letting her control the kiss. He could taste how much she wanted him as she deepened their kiss, her mouth so hungry. He thrust his tongue in and out of her mouth, swallowing every moan. Every sweet gasp. He didn't want to ever stop kissing her, but they had to stop. He could feel his control slipping. He knew if he didn't stop, then he would take her right in the open. He didn't care. He just wanted inside of her, but he finally found enough sense to pull away.

"Come on, let me show you my apartment," Ezra said as he grabbed their overnight bags from the backseat, and then he pulled her along towards the entrance as he kept a protective arm around her waist. "It's more appealing on the inside".

"I think the outside is beautiful," Aria smiled, before glancing over her shoulder to look at the ocean and beach. "And the ocean and beach looks so amazing. Do you always park on the side of the road?"

"No, sometimes I use the underground carport parking," Ezra said, watching as her eyes took in her surroundings. "I'll take you to the beach after I show you everything else. We have all day".

"Which floor do you stay on? "Aria asked him a she shot him a sideways glance, biting the inside of her bottom lip. "This building is so big and gorgeous".

"I stay on the second floor, "Ezra said as he punched in the code to get into the apartment building. "And it's not that big".

"Well, I think so," Aria said, before running a quick hand through her plush locks, and then she looked back over at him as they climbed the stairs to the second floor. He could feel the heat in her gaze, the want that mirrored her lovely features. He glanced back at her, his eyes giving off the same heat, and then he tore his eyes away as they came to his apartment door. "What's it like to live alone?"

"I don't have to share a bathroom. I'm kidding," He laughed as she elbowed him in the side as she laughed, her mouth curving up so enticingly. He swallowed hard, feeling his body react as his blue eyes turned a shade darker, and then he jiggled his key in the lock as he heard the click. "It's exhilarating. I can do what I want. I love being able to support myself. I mean, I've been taking care of myself since I was a little boy. No one else really gave a damn about me".

"I care about you," Aria said softly, before biting her bottom lip as though she had said something wrong. He didn't think she had, leaning over to place a kiss to her lips and lingered there, before leading her into his apartment. "I love it. Do you really live here?"

"I don't know why you do, but I like it," Ezra said roughly, not knowing what else to say as they walked down the hall. He couldn't look at her, fearing that he'll show more emotion than he wanted too. He wasn't use to having these strong feelings for anyone, especially someone as sweet and beautiful as Aria. "I do, this is my domain".

He gave her a quick tour of his apartment, first showing her the kitchen that was to the right, which opened up to the dining room and beyond that was the living room, then to the right of the living room was the patio which overlooked the ocean, then down another hallway that lead up to the bathroom, and then back to his bedroom. His apartment was pretty spacious and something he was very proud of. He let her look around on her own as he put their overnight bags into his bedroom. This was the first time he had ever showed a girl his apartment. He had never brought Stephanie to his place. He didn't even let his friends come to his apartment. He would always go to theirs instead. He was a very private and cautious person, especially when it came to where he lived. He had a really hard time trusting person. Aria was different, she was special. He felt comfortable with her, knowing that she would never hurt, or disappoint him. He found her out on the patio, staring transfixed over at the beach. She looked peaceful, leaning against the railing as she sucked in fresh air. She looked like she belonged here. He could easily picture her living here with him. He wished she was older. She could make that decision to move to LA with him. He would take care of her. She wouldn't have to worry about anything. He walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her as he kissed her head, then the side of her neck and shoulder, and then the back of her neck as she moaned, before turning around in his arms to face him. The heat from before had returned in her eyes, her eyes falling down to his mouth, and then back up to his face as though asking him for permission.

He could tell that she wanted to kiss him. Why couldn't she just go for it? She didn't need to ask him.

"Don't be scared to touch me, or kiss me," Ezra said hoarsely, leaning his head against hers, his mouth close to hers. "I want you too. You can do whatever you want with me, I won't stop you".

She gasped, her eyes dilating at the deepness of his voice and the intense look in his eyes.

"This is all still new to me," Aria said shyly, biting the inside of her top lip as her eyes gazed into his. "I want to touch you, to kiss you, but I'm afraid. I'm afraid that you might reject me. I'm afraid of thinking what's happening between us could be over in a matter of days".

He kissed her hard, groaning as she opened her mouth to let him in. He wanted to wash away her fears, to absorb them completely.

"Don't be afraid," Ezra said in between kisses, breathing hard. "I won't reject you; I want you too damn much".

"Promise me," Aria said with a kiss, and then another one as her hands cradled the back of his head. Everything felt good to him, her mouth, body, and her touch. He needed her, wanting inside of her now more than ever. "I want to feel you inside of me".

He grew hard at the huskiness of her voice, every part of him was on fire as he continued kissing her with every ounce of passion he felt for her. He started to walk backwards, taking her with him as he reached behind him for the handle of the sliding door to step back into his apartment.

"I promise," Ezra groaned into her mouth, his tongue caressing hers. "Are you sure? This is not just sex. I don't want you just for sex. I care about you too".

"Yes," Aria breathed into his mouth, her hands yanking at his shirt as she tried to pull it off. "And I know you do, but I want you so much. I need you inside of me. I want to feel you come inside of me like before".

He growled as he broke off the kiss, his hands undoing her shorts, before pulling them down her thighs along with her panties. She finally got his shirt off, and then she went for his jeans as he tore at her shirt, kissing and sucking the tops of breasts as she whimpered with impatience. He felt his jeans dropped to his ankles, his boxer shorts soon following as she grabbed his cock with both of her hands.

"Christ" Ezra hissed, his eyes rolling back into his head as she began stroking him. Her hand movements were a bit off, but he still enjoyed her hands on that part of him. One of her hands stationed at the base of his cock, and the other twisting and jerking and moving up and down. Her fingers massaged the head of his cock, trailing down the veiny shaft again, before twisting harder as her hand slid back up again. He could barely breathe, sounds leaving his mouth as he bit down on his lip to keep from coming in her hands. "You're hands feel so amazing".

"Do they?" Aria asked in a breathy voice, sounding self-conscious as her hands worked his cock. He got bigger, swelling even more in her hands. "I don't know what I'm doing".

"Uh huh," Ezra could hardly talk with her hands on him, his heading fall back. "You're prefect, but you have to stop before I come. I want to come deep inside of you".

She removed her hands and he almost mourned them, wanting them back on him. He finished ripping off her shirt, reaching behind her back to unhook her bra, her small breasts springing out. He backed her up against the wall, his chest crushing hers as she cried out. His head bending low as he captured each nipple into his mouth, his tongue and teeth teasing them, before licking, kissing, and sucking around her breasts. His hand traveled down her body as her body trembled under his touch. He lifted her legs as he wrapped them around his waist, using one hand to feel between her thighs. He found that she was more than ready for him. Drenched and hot and tight, thrashing her head as he stretched her with his fingers. He placed himself at her wet entrance, before giving a huge thrust inside as she gave a deep moan and clamped down around him. He held still, reveling in her heat and how tight she was as she pulsed around him. She gripped his shoulders, her fingers digging into the soft tissue, before she pulled his head closer to crush her gasping mouth against his as her arms tighten around his neck. He started to thrust in and out as he felt her muscles relaxed, the tension leaving her body as she began rotating her hips as she pushed back against him. He groaned against her mouth, pounding her back into the wall as he thrusted up deeper and faster. She screamed, thrusting back as one of her hands left from behind his neck to claw at the wall behind her head, then he pulled all the way out, and then he shoved back into her.

"Harder!" Aria said in a high-pitched voice, panting into his opened mouth as she rocked her hips forward against him, making him go deeper inside of her tight wet pussy as their teeth clacked together painfully. He pushed harder inside of her, nearly bringing her to a quick orgasm as he thrust to the hilt each time. "I need you deeper inside of me".

"Is that what you want?" Ezra asked in a hoarse voice, thrusting his hips as he gave her what she needed. "How much deeper do you want me, baby?"

"Yes," Aria gave an answering moan as she squeezed her inner walls around him, causing him to grunt and thrust even harder into her. She gave a scream, then he gave another thrust and she gave another scream, and then he thrust once more. "So much deeper, please, Ezra".

She was getting even wetter around him, almost coming at the sexiness of her voice.

"Tell me you want me," Ezra said as he plunged his cock all the up inside of her, pulled out of her, before he plunged back in again. She was moaning and crying, tears seeping out the corner of her eyes as he pounded faster. She felt so good, his cock throbbing as it rubbed against her swollen clitoris repeatedly. "How much do you care about me?"

"I want you," Aria moaned out, her hips bucking as she started to feel herself come. "And I'm in love with you".

He froze, her words throwing him off. She didn't mean it. She couldn't possibly love him. He had way too many issues. He couldn't get his hopes up, couldn't let his emotions for Aria get out of control. He lifted her chin up with his hand so that she was looking him in the face, her eyes closing in shame after what she had said. He shook her chin, forcing her eyes back open as he stared questioningly into hers. She had nothing to feel ashamed of. He wanted her to explain, needing to know if she really did love him. He knew that she would never lie to him. She was too honest for that. He could see that she was becoming scared. He didn't want that, didn't want her afraid of her feelings for him. He didn't want her to fear expressing them to him.

"Aria, it's okay," Ezra said quietly, before pushing her silky locks back from face. He had to look at those big brown beautiful eyes of hers. "Don't ever be afraid to tell me how you feel".

She nodded her head, smiling as she kissed him. He walked over to the sectional couch, easing down as he kept their bodies connected. She gave another loud moan, loving the new angle as his cock buried even deeper inside of her warmth and slickness. His hands skittered over her smooth thighs, before gripping either side of her hips as his cock filled her. He stroked his tongue with hers, drawing her into a heated kiss as his mouth mashed with hers. He couldn't look away from her eyes as he broke his lips away, hers so bright and glazy as they held his. He could read the question behind the want as his hands held her back, stroking lightly. She didn't know what to do. She was waiting for his instructions, biting her lip self-consciously. He moved her hips up and down as he thrust his own hips up, groaning and resting his head back against the couch as she got the rhythm and began to move. She threw her head back; her breasts thrust up into his face as her fingers gripped the couch behind his shoulders as she rode him hard but slow. His hands moved across her back, outlining it as he scooted to the edge of the couch as her feet dangled on either of his legs. She gasped, before picking up speed as he hit so deep. Her hips whirled, meeting his deep and intense thrusts as she bucked and moaned again. He kissed her neck and shoulders, leaving behind little red bite marks on her pale flesh as he wrapped his arms tighter around her back. Her body started convulsing as her inner walls suction around him, her hands holding on to his knees as she rocked back and forth as groans emitted from him. Every part of his body burned as though he was about to combust, yelling and breathing harder as he slammed her down on his thrusting cock.

They both were groaning as their orgasms approached, moving frantically against one another. Everything with her felt so good, so right, and so intense. Her hands came back up to link around his neck, her back arching as he sucked on her hard nipples. Her inner walls constricted around him for the last time, before screaming as she erupted. He kissed her feverish face, neck, and then her heaving chest covered in sweat as her body shook with tremors. He needed his own release, lying with her down on the sofa as he drove into her fast and hard, again and again and again until he spilled his semen inside her. His body collapsed on top hers as she held him tight, kissing him on the head and face. He was so physically exhausted, barely able to move. Ezra couldn't find the strength to move, wanting to stay consume in Aria's warmth. He loved the feel of her heartbeat drumming against his chest, loved the feel of her skin on his. He loved being submersed in her body fluids, their flesh sticking together by heat and perspiration. He sniffed the air, the strong scent of their sex still very present. He loved the smell. He could get use to that smell, fragrance of her and him mixed together. He could feel the occasional shudders surged through her small body as she held him tighter as her fingers crept into his hair, tousling the dark strands. He enjoyed the feel of her arms embracing him, feeling really safe for the first time in his life. For once in his life, he didn't have to worry about anyone hurting him, or being on high alert. He lifted his head from off her chest, staring down into her big brown eyes as he kissed her tenderly, his tongue absorbing the hotness and dryness of her mouth. He loved the way she kissed him back, so desperately as her fingers gripped his hair. Every kiss and touch from her meant more to him than he could ever appreciate. He couldn't get enough of her soft mouth, drawing her deeper into the kiss as she moaned in sweet agony. Finally, he pulled away as his eyes stayed locked on hers. He rubbed his nose into her face, inhaling her natural scent as he trailed down her neck and swollen breasts, before moving back up to place a light kiss on her nose.

"I'm sorry," Ezra smiled against her flushed skin, feeling the vibrations as she laughed softly. He hadn't meant to lose control like that. "I should have taken my time with you. I have to keep reminding myself that you're special. Can't be rough with you".

"I didn't mind," Aria said gently, her fingertips brushing his shoulders. "I loved your roughness, the way you give me all of yourself".

She was too sweet for her own good. She was too young, especially for him.

"I don't want to just fuck you, Aria. I need to make love to you, nice and slow," Ezra said angrily, pulling away from her body as he got up from the couch. He ran a hand through his hair, feeling so frustrated. "I hate that I can't even give you that, the intimacy that you deserve".

"But I love what you're giving me now," Aria said as she crawled off the sofa, walking over to him as she hugged him from the back as her fingers stroked his taut abdomen. He closed his eyes, shivering from her touch as her nipples poked into his back. "I'm not demanding anything from you. I don't want you to think I am".

He knew she wasn't.

"If you only knew the other secrets I'm hiding," Ezra shook his head as revulsion build up inside of, his eyes filled with self-loathing. "How can you love someone so screwed up?"

"I'm not rushing. I'll wait," Aria voiced filled with patience and understating as she pressed her mouth to the middle of his back, feeling the anger and tension flow out of him. "And sometimes you can't help who you fall in love with".

"You make it sound so easy, but it's not," Ezra said with tight-lips, wishing he had her optimism. "I can't just change overnight, or get over my issues. It's going to take some time. I don't even know if I can change".

Her arms squeezed him, before placing another kiss to his back.

"I know that it's not, but I don't want you getting discouraged," Aria's voice muffled against his skin as he drew her arms even tighter around him. "I believe you can overcome your problems. You just have to take one day at a time. I'll be here for you, helping you with the process".

She amazed him, surprising him every day he was with her.

"I don't deserve you, I don't deserve anything good," Ezra said hopelessly, before releasing a deep breath of air as he hung his head. It wasn't like he wanted to deprive himself, but he just couldn't bring her into his hell hole. She needed a normal life; he just couldn't give her that. "I don't want you getting hurt anymore. You need to have a normal life, a life that's uncomplicated".

"You do deserve me, every part. You're allowed to have good things in your life," Aria said each word slowly, placing kisses along his muscled back as his skin prickled. He sucked in a breath, enjoying her mouth. "And I don't want a life that's dull, or predictable. I want to experience everything, the good and the bad. To be with you".

He didn't argue with her. He wanted a relationship with her too. He couldn't let her go.

"That means you're struck with me," He laughed, bringing her hand up to kiss it. "I've never brought girls to my apartment. You're the first".

"I'm okay with that," Aria giggled, the sound was so beautiful and carefree. He wanted to keep her laughing, always. "How is that?"

"That makes two of us then, because I can't let you go," Ezra said, hating how his voice cracked. She was the only one who could pull him out of the dark places. "Because you're special. You're also very sweet and honest, but that's not all. You don't judge me; you've come to accept me the way I am. And, I don't have to fear you ever hurting me. I just feel safe with you, loved".

"I can't let you go either," Aria said with affection as she breathed on his back. He could hear the smile in her voice, loving her smell and her warm breath. "I'm happy that I make you feel that way. I loved that I'm the first girl you brought here".

He turned around, needing to see her lovely face. She was so beautiful, perfect. He moved her plush locks back from off her shoulders as his eyes pierced hers.

"All my life, I've never had anyone who loved me," Ezra said intensely, moving to rest his forehead on hers. "I'm glad you're the first. I just hope I don't disappoint you. I have to get use to someone loving me".

"We'll take it as slow as you want," Aria said softly, before stretching up on her tiptoes to kiss his lips. He couldn't help groaning against her full peachy colored lips. "And you were right".

"What I'm I right about?" Ezra asked, breathing harshly as he kissed her back. His mind was a blank page, unable to think of anything else but her. "What don't I know?"

Her mouth tasted like strawberries.

"About the second time being better than the first time," Aria said with shyness as she pulled back, biting the inside of her bottom lip. "I like sleeping with you, being close to you".

He couldn't get any more personal with her, not yet.

"We should go sight-seeing now," Ezra said, shutting off his emotions and becoming distant. "There are so many places I want to take you".

"Sure," Aria whispered, hurt by his cold demeanor. Her eyes searched his, silently asking if she had done something wrong. God, he was a bastard. What was wrong with him? He had to stop treating her like that. He hated seeing the pain in her eyes, knowing that he had to make it up to her somehow. He cupped the side of her face, his way of apologizing. She gave him a simpering smile. His thumb brushed across her bottom lip, before she bit it again. "I can't wait".

They took showers and got dress to go out. She put on a loose-fitting see-through blouse over her bikini top, short shorts to hide her bikini bottoms and flip-flops, and a pair of big sunshades. He threw on a shirt without sleeves that showed off his tone arms and bulging biceps, swim trunks and a pair of thong sandals, and then he put his own sunshades on as they left out his apartment. He pulled her close, his hand reaching out for hers as their fingers intertwined together. They walked the boardwalk hand in hand with him pointing out the many stores and eateries. She stayed close to him, her fingers grasping his tight as she stared at everything and grinned as she listened to him talk. He loved showing her around his home, loved how her beautiful eyes held excitement. He even showed her the gym where he went to box and workout; explaining to her that fighting was a desire of his. She looked intrigue, wanting him to explain some more, but he didn't. He couldn't yet. He showed her where he worked; pulling her inside the music store so they could browse and buy music. After they left out the music store, he took her to Taco Surf so they could get something to eat, then to Bay Theatre to watch The Mortal Instruments: City of Bones and to Belmont Pier, next to Starbucks to get Lattes and Chewy Chocolate Meringue cookies, and then he took her to Ron Jon Surf Shop. He brought her a beach hat, them beach chairs and towels, bottles of sunblock, a beach umbrella and insulated tumblers, a cooler, two extra pairs of flip-flops, a big beach bag to hold all their smaller items.

When they made it to the beach, he set everything up. He spread out one of the beach towels on the sand, unfolded the beach chairs and positioned the beach umbrella in the center, and then he pulled his shirt over his head and slipped out of his throng sandals, as Aria took off her blouse and wiggled out of her short shorts, and then she kicked off her flip-flops. His eyes became heated as he gazed at her body. She had a beautiful frame, remembering how it felt against him. He felt himself grow hard, but he pushed it back. He shouldn't think about sex at the moment. She pulled her dark shoulder-length hair back into a ponytail, securing it with a hair clip. He rubbed sunblock on her body, and then he let her do him, loving how gentle her hands were. They walked towards the ocean, getting their feet wet as they enjoyed the cool temperature of the water, and then he pulled her into the water as the water came to their hips. They ignored the people around them, for him, it was just her and him. He lifted her up, her legs locking around his waist as she bent her head to capture his lips with hers, her tongue thrusting into his mouth as his own tongue found hers. They continued kissing, letting the waves knock against them. He finally pulled back, whirling around with her still in his arms as she laughed and stretched out her arms, and then he let her slide down his body. He fell back into the water, swimming out deeper in the ocean as she followed. Once she reached him, she wrapped her arms around his neck as her mouth drew him into another kiss. He smiled against her mouth, before ending their kiss so they both could swim back to shore.

They let the sun dry them off, lying out on their beach towel as the noise of the ocean carried them off to sleep. They didn't wake until the sun had gone completely down, noticing that they were the only ones left on the beach. He let his eyes wander over her, taking in her still wet hair, pale skin kissed by sand and ocean, and her eyes filled with want. Her want deep and intense, making his body tingle with need. No one had ever looked at him with such want that went beyond a physical attraction. Aria cared about him, she loved him. She didn't see him just a convenient fuck, wanting only his body. He knew that he couldn't wait until they got to his apartment to take her again. He needed her now, wanting to feel himself slip between her hot wet folds of silken flesh. There was nobody on the beach but them. Every part of his body vibrated with adrenaline, his hands undoing her bikini top, allowing it to fell down at her side as her eyes stayed on his, then his hands drifting down her soft skin as she bit the inside of her top lip before moaning, and then he did the same to her bikini bottoms. He let his hand skim down her silky mound as he massaged, before going down lower as he pushed two fingers inside her wet folds and began to stroke her. She gasped, trying to take his fingers deeper as she thrust up on his fingers. His fingers probed harder, feeling her inner walls constrict around his fingers as he pushed in and out. He watched her face, wanting to see when she came. Her head thrown back, her eyes glazy as her hips pumped fiercely to meet his thrusting fingers. Her body tense as she cried out, her orgasm rushing over her as a feeling that was so unimaginable, immediate, and intense powered through her body as it convulsed.

He pulled his fingers out of her as they glistened with her cum, bringing them to his mouth so that he could lick them clean. He groaned as the taste of peaches and cinnamon filled his mouth, his tongue lapping greedily as she watched him through bedroom eyes. His cock throbbed painfully, asking for entrance inside of her. He pulled down his swim trunks, his erect cock sprung to life as he got in between her opened thighs as the head of his cock grazed her sensitive entrance as she moaned and wrapped her arms around his back, and then he gave a big thrust. The impact ripping a scream from her mouth as she arched up into him, allowing him to slip in deeper. Much deeper as he started to move. She moved with him, her fingers dug into his skin as she gripped him tight. Her walls still compressed from her recent orgasm as she squeezed him. Their mouths fused together in a fury of heated kisses as their eyes stayed locked on one another, his eyes showing their vulnerability as he let her in. His fingers curled into the sand as he moved faster, his hips thrusting hard and wildly as she bucked against him. Groans and loud panting tumbling from out of their open mouths as they moved expeditiously, her small fingers running through his hair. Their body slamming together, creating added friction as a blinding sensation surged throughout their body. He pushed, she pushed, both pushing back at the same time. His body stiffened, calling out her name as a burst of energy flowed out his body into hers as he came deep inside of her. She came with him; her inner walls squeezed him again as she orgasmed around him. His name sounding as beautiful as it poured from her mouth.

Ezra moved from off top of her, pulling her over so that her body cradled into his side as he let his arm drape across her chest. He kissed her shoulder, his dry lips bruising her prefect skin. They collected their breaths as they soaked in the night air, the wind strong as it sent chills through them. He felt great, wanting this with Aria to last forever. But he wasn't stupid; nothing ever good came to him. He didn't deserve her. He's damaged goods, always fucking up his life. Once he fixed his life, himself, then he could see about being with Aria. He got up, pulling Aria up along with him as they got dress and grabbed all their things, and then they headed back to his apartment. He reached for her hand again, breathing a sigh of relief as her fingers laced with his. It was okay he told himself, she still cared for him, still loved him. As though she sense his doubt, her fingers grasped his tight. He didn't want to go back to Rosewood. He wanted to keep Aria in LA with him. He was dreading tomorrow. They'd be careful once they got back to Rosewood. He didn't want their parents finding out about them, knowing that his father would kick him out of the house. He didn't care about that, but he did care about being away from Aria. He had to protect her, willing to take all the blame if they were ever found out. He just wished that Aria was older, able to move to Long Beach with him. He planned to see Stephanie tomorrow, needing to tell her it was over between them. But he didn't want to think about Stephanie, or their parents. He wanted to think about her and him, about having sex with her again once they reached his apartment. He couldn't get enough of her, of being inside of her body, but also touching and kissing her. He pulled her closer, kissing the side of her head as he breathed in her scent. He had never been so affectionate with any girl before her.

Finally, this chapter is up. Sorry for the long wait, but I have been really busy with school work. What did you think? Please review and let me know!