Chapter 13
Aria POV
Aria got out of bed, stretching her arms above her head as her big brown eyes searched for Ezra. He wasn't in the bedroom with her, biting the inside of bottom lip as she thought of where he was. He couldn't have gone far. She missed him, missed the warmth that his body offered. She missed sleeping next to him.
She knew that she shouldn't become too attached to him, knowing that they wouldn't be able to sleep in the same bed once that got back to Rosewood. She took one of his shirts to cover up her nude form, feeling overly exposed. She padded softly into the bathroom to use the toilet and wash her face. She pulled her shoulder-length hair into a ponytail as she left out the bathroom, the silky strands scratching against the material of the shirt. She made her way into the kitchen, admiring the kitchen's décor.
She still couldn't believe she was in Ezra's apartment. It was beautiful. She loved that it was across from the ocean, loving the view of the beach. She brewed a pot of fresh coffee, deciding to drink it on the patio. She grabbed a mug from the top cupboard, before lowering herself into a chair as she waited on her coffee. She crossed her long legs, brushing a loose tendril of dark hair back from her face as she stared at the coffeepot, counting down the seconds in her head.
Where was Ezra? Had he gone to get them breakfast? Had he grown tired of her already? Was he with Stephanie? So many questions entered her mind. She hoped she wasn't coming on too strong. He was just starting to open up to her. She didn't want to think too much of it, knowing that she couldn't push him into something he wasn't ready for. She got up from the chair as she spotted the small bag of Danishes, taking a cinnamon roll with white icing, before rolling the top of the bag over again.
She munched on the sweet pastry, before finishing it off as she licked her fingers. She normally didn't eat a whole lot of sweets, but she made an expectation for today. She poured steaming coffee into her mug, gripping the cup with two hands as she made her way out to the patio. She reclined against the balcony railing, letting the heat of the sun refresh her as her mind went back to Ezra. She didn't want to think any bad thoughts.
She just wanted to think of how happy she was at the moment. She didn't want to ruin it with unsettling thoughts. She would enjoy her time with Ezra. She didn't know when he would get in one of his moods again. She sipped her black coffee slowly, not wanting to burn her mouth.
She loved her decaf bland, humming appreciatively as the coffee warmed a path down her throat. She felt slightly bold, stepping outside in only a shirt with nothing else on. Being with Ezra gave her courage. She wished that she could see herself though his eyes, knowing why he found her attractive. She wasn't in her opinion.
She loved the way he made her body feel, blushing and becoming hot all over as she thought of them having sex. She didn't know sex could feel so satisfying and natural. She bit the inside of her bottom lip, remembering the many times she had come hard. She didn't even know if that was normal or not. He was so great at it, feeling her cheeks flush again as she thought of how it felt to have him come inside of her, not once but so many times.
It had felt like a rush of fluid spurting up inside of her all at once. She took one hand of her mug, reaching down between her legs to cup herself. She was so sore, knowing that they needed to stop. At least until she wasn't sore anymore. She removed her hand, placing it back around her cup.
She didn't know that sex could involve so many positions, feeling truly naive. Who knew that Ezra could be so creative? He had surprised her. Aria knew it wasn't just sex, it was more than that. She knew that he cared about her. She cared about him too.
She loved him, loving that he knew the truth. She didn't care if he couldn't make love to her slow, or tenderly for that matter. She would take what he could give her, expressing his feelings for her in a way that he could. She couldn't get enough of him, knowing that she couldn't give what they had at the moment up. She couldn't hold what she felt for him inside, needing to show him how much she loved and wanted him.
Every time he was near she felt so weak and breathless and uncontrolled, knowing that she'll fall apart so easily. Every time he'd touched, or kissed her, she felt some of the strongest urges ever to have him inside of her. She was ashamed of her lack of control around him, ashamed as she thought of all the sounds she made when he was inside of her. The moans and screams repeated themselves in her ears as she moved away from the balcony to go back inside. She sat cross legged on the long sectional couch, still cradling her mug of coffee, before bringing it to her mouth again.
She moaned, licking her bottom full lip at the tart taste. She ran nimble fingers through she silky locks, imagining they were Ezra's fingers as the image of them on this very couch filled her mind. She paced her breathing, willing herself to concentrate on something else. She felt much better after a while, wishing that she could tell her friends about her and Ezra. But she knew they wouldn't understand.
She was scared of someone finding out about them, but she refused to think about it now. She loved it in Long Beach. She didn't want to go back to Rosewood just yet. She wished it was possible for them to stay at least two more days. She wanted to explore some more, to have more amazing sex with Ezra.
She was addicted, wishing she could pick a better name for what she was feeling. She got up and traveled back into the kitchen, refilling her cup of black coffee. She stopped herself from taking another sweet buttery pastry. She bit down her thumb, suppressing the need for sugar. She was hungry as she put down the mug on the counter, going over to rummage through the refrigerator.
She couldn't found much of anything, making a note to tell Ezra that he needed to go grocery shopping. She found a bag of shredded cheese, a carton of eggs with only three left in the carton, and a box of frozen spinach in the freezer. She whipped up a spinach omelet, sprinkling more shredded cheese and a bit of salt and pepper to finish it off, before carrying her plate and coffee into the dining area to enjoy her breakfast. She gathered up her dishes and washed them when she got done, heading back into the bedroom to take a bath. She threw her head back, allowing the hot water to wash away the smell of sex, Ezra, and her soreness as her hands followed the path of the water down her body.
She massaged her slim neck, her fingers grazing her pouted nipples and flat stomach, down her thighs, before cupping her sex again and her long legs, and then they made their way back up her body. She grasped the water taps in both of her hands, giving them a twist as she turned them off and reached for a towel and stepped out of the shower. She patted herself dry, walking over to the sink to put on her body lotion, and then she headed back into the bedroom to get dressed. She donned a sea green bikini top and matching bottoms, a short white, blue and green, and purple beach dress, and a pair of flip-flops. Aria left out the room as she heard a knock at the front door.
She knew it couldn't be Ezra. She didn't feel right answering his door, but he wasn't around to do it himself. She bit the inside of her top lip, wondering who it could be. She couldn't believe how nervous she was, feeling her hands tremble as the soft knock turned into impatient pounding. Someone was angry, she thought as she picked up the pace.
She opened up the door, revealing a gorgeous girl much older than her. She could tell that she caught the girl by surprise, her mouth dropping open in shock before she got control of her emotions to offer Aria a smile. The smile made her more stunning, enhancing her natural good looks. Aria couldn't feel any plainer compared to the older girl standing in front of her as her own green eyes looked Aria over. Trying not to fidget under her observation, Aria stepped aside to allow the girl entrance into the apartment.
The girl was much taller than her own 5'2 stature, walking and standing like a supermodel. Her insecurities flaring overtime as she sucked on her inner cheek as she continued to study the girl before her, hating that she wasn't beautiful. She didn't know who this girl was. The girl had a soft tan, long pale wavy hair that fall down her back and long legs that never seemed to end, and a figure that could rival the goddesses of Greece. She couldn't find anything imperfect about this mystery girl.
Searing jealousy tore through her, burning her up from the inside. She wondered what her connection to Ezra was. She definitely looked like a girl he would date, that admission made her feel even more self-conscious than she already was. She was so out of her league. She was so stupid to think Ezra could find her somewhat attractive, sexually desirable even.
What else had Ezra lied about? This girl had shown up at his apartment, so had he lied about never having invited any girls over? She was so naïve, desperate, and pathetic.
"Are you looking for Ezra?" Aria sounded defeated, not believing she had just asked the obvious. She kept her eyes lowered, her long lashes sweeping her cheeks. She couldn't stand to gaze upon her attractiveness. "He's not here at the moment".
Silence greeted her, fearing that the girl wouldn't answer her. She was forced to look up into her face again, seeing the girl eyeing her curiously. The way she looked didn't match her demeanor.
"I am, but who are you?" The girl asked, not at all rude. She just sounded curious. "I'm Stephanie, Ezra's girlfriend".
Aria tried not to flinch under the title as she introduced herself.
"I'm Aria, Ezra's step-sister," Her mouth felt dry. She felt sick to her stomach, hating that was all she could say to establish her none relationship to Ezra. What did she even mean to him? Her mind came up empty. "It's nice to finally meet you, Stephanie. If you want, I could relay the message to him?"
"Hmm, so you're Aria. It's nice to meet you too," Stephanie smiled, showing her white teeth. "Ezra mentioned that you were sweet, but he didn't tell me how beautiful you were. And I'll just remain here until he gets back".
"Okay," Aria spoke past the lump in her throat as she led the girl into the kitchen. "Would you like a cup of coffee?
"Oh god no, I wouldn't dream of staining my teeth," Stephanie laughed, waving Aria's offer away. "How long have you and Ezra been in Long Beach?"
Aria felt even more inferior to Stephanie, licking her tongue across her teeth. Did her teeth look stained? It took everything in her not to run and see in the bathroom. She knew she was being ridiculous. Why should she care that this girl didn't love coffee like she did.
"What about a Danish, then? They are really good," She didn't know why she was prolonging answering the question. Was that really how Ezra saw her? Just as sweet? Stephanie made it sound childish. Aria was sure she didn't mean anything by it. "We got into town yesterday".
"Are they low fat? I don't do a lot of calories" Stephanie said as she moved up to stand beside Aria at the counter. Aria tried her best not to shrink away, looking on the bag of Danishes as though they held the answer. And of course, Stephanie wouldn't want to ruin her awesome figure. She honestly didn't think Stephanie was struck up, but she had some tendencies. Aria gave up looking for calories displayed on the side of the bag. "Don't worry about it. I'll just have a glass of water. And I can't believe that Ezra didn't let me know he was back in town. I had to find out from one of our many friends".
Aria took down a glass, before pouring Stephanie's water that she'd produced from the water jug in the refrigerator, and then she handed it over.
"Thanks," Stephanie smiled her appreciation, lifting the glass of water to her pink salmon colored lips as she swallowed some down, before passing the glass back to Aria. Aria watched as her eyes wondered around the apartment, taking everything in as a slight frown played on her lips. "You know, I've never been here. I don't think Ezra was ever comfortable enough to show me where he lived. At least he felt comfortable enough to share with you. You must be special".
"Don't mention it," Aria said as she restored the glass back in the cupboard, not knowing what else to say. "And I don't know about that, but I am happy that he trusted me. We didn't start off exactly close".
"He can be a jerk," Stephanie offered up, before folding her arms across her chest as she leaned back against the wall. "Even though he can be a bastard at times, he's still not all bad. Ezra has had a hard life. Have he told you some of it?"
Aria wondered how much Stephanie really knew about Ezra, feeling as jealousy re-entered her heart. Had Ezra shared his past with Stephanie? Sadness enveloped her as she hugged her middle at the thought. It seemed as though Stephanie knew everything about him. Aria bet she even knew about his hot and cold persona at times.
"I won't argue with that," Aria laughed, knowing she had no right to be jealous. Ezra knew Stephanie before her. She knew she couldn't compete with their history, or Stephanie's looks. "He told me about his addictions with alcohol and sex, and about his parents. Do you also know about his scars?"
She nodded stiffly, running a hand through her flaxen waves.
"I had a hard time prying it out of him," Stephanie voice was much smaller, filled with strain and sadness. It was evident she loved him. How could she compete with that? "He's not an easy person to love, but I love him so much. I didn't want to push, because I was so scared he'll pull away from me. I had to let him tell me on his own terms".
Aria felt bad, feeling like she was stealing Ezra away from Stephanie. She felt the weight of guilt weighing down her insides. She never wanted that, but she couldn't help how she felt about him. Was she wrong for feeling that way? Was what her and Ezra doing wrong? What was wrong with her? She wasn't this type of person? She never dreamed that she would be. How could she be okay with stealing someone else's boyfriend? She pushed the feeling of regret away. There wasn't anything she could do about it now.
"He definitely has some issues he needs to work through," Aria said uncomfortably, swallowing past the lump that had formed in her throat. She ran her hands up and down her arms nervously, biting down on her lower lip in despair. "What do you know about his relationship with his parents? I know Scott, but I know anything about his mother, what is she like?"
She didn't think it would hurt to pry, to find out more about Ezra.
"Both of his parents are imperfect, selfish even," Stephanie give a bitter laugh, her eyes flashing angrily. "I've met them both. His father may have his faults, but he's still no worse than Vivienne. She shouldn't be labeled as mother material. She's a very cold and self-centered woman".
"She's that bad?" Aria felt herself asking, biting even harder on her lower lip as her eyes studied the older girl in front of her. "I know that Ezra doesn't like talking about his parents, especially his mother".
"Vivienne's a bitch," Stephanie said without flinching. "She never gave a thought about Ezra's feelings or what he needed. She didn't care like a mother supposed to. She'd always put herself first, her needs above his. I don't think she ever wanted him".
"She sounds horrible," Aria said in an inaudible voice, feeling sick to her stomach. What kind of mother had Vivienne been? What mother would treat her child that way? To place her needs above his? She agreed with Stephanie's term for her. "Does she love him?"
She dreaded the answer.
"That's Vivienne for you," Stephanie gave a sad smile, pushing herself off the wall, tearing her eyes away from Aria's to stare down at her long fingernails. "She's not capable of loving anyone else. Ezra deserved better than her. She treated Ezra's father like shit too, but he loved her anyway. He was very blind to her faults. He didn't make the situation any better. I'm sorry you have to hear this, but Scott is as much at fault as Vivienne is at how Ezra turned out".
"I don't doubt it, but I don't know that part of Scott," Aria said, not wanting to hear anymore, but she couldn't seem to stop herself from asking more questions. "Did he at least put Ezra's needs above his own? Did he love him?"
"I'm not trying to turn you against Scott, or taint your image of him, but he didn't put Ezra's needs above his own. He stayed in a loveless marriage. He allowed Vivienne to deprive him of being a real father to Ezra".
Could knowing what she knew about Scott now really change her perspective of him? She knew that she shouldn't judge him on his past, but he was one of the reasons why Ezra had turned out the way he had. He was at fault too. She had to come to terms with that. She felt the once respect she had for him slipping away.
Before she could ask another question, Ezra came through the front door. She let her eyes roam over him as his eyes did the same. The look he gave her made her whole body tingle. He had a habit of making her feel weak and helpless with those sultry looks. He had a gym bag thrown over his shoulder and he was all sweaty, but she still found him attractive.
She could almost forget that Stephanie was standing in the room with them, something that Ezra hadn't noticed yet. She was opening her mouth up to warn him, but she felt dizzy as he made his way over to her. She forget to breathe, letting her instincts take over as she stood up on her tip-toes to meet his mouth with hers, moaning softly as his tongue pushed its way inside her mouth. Her hands came up to clutch his shoulders, knocking off his gym bag as his arms wrapped securely around her small waist. She didn't care that he was sweaty, or that he was being less than gentle.
Aria molded her mouth to his, breathing him in as he pushed her back against the counter top. She gripped the back of his neck with one hand as the other stayed secured on his shoulder, moaning louder into his mouth as his mouth left hers and trailed hot and wet kisses down the side of her neck. She couldn't help shivering, wanting him. She felt how much he wanted her too. She knew they needed to stop, but she just couldn't find the strength to push him away. She didn't want to reject him. He had been rejected all his life.
His strong hands traveled up her back, stroking and feeling every part of her. She loved the way he touched her, marking her as his. She could feel his nails digging into the material of her dress, starting to pull it up to reach her soft flesh. The hand resting on his shoulder clamped down on his, stopping him from pulling up her dress as she dragged her mouth away from his. She opened her eyes, seeing as he stared confusingly into them.
She could almost feel the hurt and rejection cutting through her as though she was the one being hurt and rejected. She stroked his cheek reassuringly, before resting her forehead against his, still feeling his eyes on her. They were intense. Once she felt confident enough, she lifted her eyes to his. He really did have the most striking blue eyes she had ever seen.
"What the hell is this?" Stephanie asked, finally breaking her silence. Her voice was a mixture between hurt and anger. Aria released her hold on Ezra, stepping back from him as she felt his body become tense. She didn't dare look into Stephanie's face. She felt small for the first time. "I asked you a question, Ezra!"
"We can talk about this later," Ezra said without remorse, unwilling to see how much he had her hurt. He didn't take his eyes off Aria. "You can go".
Aria inwardly flinched at his coldness; she had forgotten how relatively cold he could be.
"No, we are going to talk about this now!" Stephanie stated in a shrill voice, walking up to him. Aria moved back farther, not wanting to be a part of this exchange, she could literally feel the fury radiated off Ezra. Stephanie was invading his personal space. "How can you just treat me like shit?"
"Let's get something straight, you don't order me around" Ezra growled at her, his striking blue eyes growing colder and more intense as he stared down into Stephanie's face. He wasn't at all moved by the tears rushing down her face. "I thought I told you to get out of here".
Aria was astonished at his lack of emotions for Stephanie's feelings. She couldn't help feeling bad.
"You really can be a bastard," Stephanie laughed in-between her tears. "You forget I've done a lot for you. I helped you. I listened. I don't get you".
"You knew what type of person I was before you got involved with me," Ezra told her coldly, unwilling to apologize. "What do you want, my gratitude? Don't start pretending you know the real me".
"I thought I did. What did I do wrong?" Stephanie asked softly, her eyes filling with more tears as they finally cascaded down her cheeks. "All I've done is love you and be there for you".
"What do you want me to say?" Ezra yelled, his voice rising more and more as his eyes displayed irritation. "I'm just not interested anymore".
"You're heartless," Stephanie said as she slapped him hard across the face. "You hate Vivienne so much, but you're just like her, selfish and cold. You're no better than she is".
Aria pushed Stephanie aside as she placed herself in-between them, seeing the dangerous flash of anger in Ezra's eyes as stalked towards Stephanie. Aria feared he would hit her. She held him back, trying to keep him away from Stephanie. She was glad he didn't try to push her away. She pleaded with him with her eyes.
"Don't you dare touch me again," He spoke to her harshly, threatening her with his ice cold eyes over Aria's head. "Nobody put their hands on me".
It was like a bombed had exploded when Stephanie slapped him.
"No wonder you never wanted to talk about your step-sister," Stephanie said in a numb voice, her eyes flickering towards Aria, before going back to Ezra. "How long has this be going on? Is she even legal? Why?"
"Leave, Now!" Ezra roared, moving swiftly around Aria has he made his way over to Stephanie, who was running towards the door. "Don't you ever put your hands on me again. You have no right to question me".
"Ezra, please stop," Aria cried as she hurried after him, stopping him from reaching Stephanie, who was almost out the door as she pulled on his arm. "You can't touch her".
Her voice made him stop his pursuit of Stephanie, allowing her enough time to make it out the door.
"What was that?" Aria inquired softly tugging on his arm to get him to look at her. He did. Anger was still present in them. "Were you really about to hit her?"
She wasn't scared of him, but the dangerous look in his eyes when Stephanie slapped him was frightening. She didn't' won't to ever see that look in his eyes again. It had been cold and dark. It made her wonder if he had ever been abused. Had Vivienne abused him? She was almost too afraid to ask. But she knew she had to.
"She shouldn't have touched me," Ezra said in a voice devoid of emotion. She didn't like it. "She was lucky she got out of here in time".
"That still doesn't answer my question, Ezra. Were you about to touch her?" Aria pushed again, seeing him go cold before her eyes. He tugged his arm free, punching the kitchen wall as hard as he could. She jumped and eyed the hole his fist left. "Were you ever abused"?
"Don't ask questions you already know the answers to" Ezra said angrily, turning his head away, punching the same spot again, making the hole even bigger. "And what makes you think that?"
She didn't know if she liked knowing the truth. She bit her bottom lip, before saying,
"Your reaction to when she slapped you," Aria said hoarsely, hugging her middle again. "The look in your eyes scared me".
"I didn't mean to scare you," he apologized quietly, coming over to her as he pulled her body close to his. She snuggled in his embrace, wrapping her arms around him. "You don't ever have to fear me. I'm sorry I lost my temper with Stephanie. I didn't want you to see that side of me again".
As he raised his hand to touch her face, she saw that his knuckles were bleeding. It amazed her that he didn't even notice, or that he didn't feel it.
"I wished you had handled it differently," Aria said as she pulled him towards the kitchen sink, turning the faucet on and running his injured hand through the cool water, before placing a lingering kiss against his bruised knuckles. His blue eyes become heated, suffocating her as she struggled to swallow. "Did your mother ever physically abuse you?"
"I can't take it back now. I don't even know why she even showed up here. I told her never to come here unless I invited her," He said as he watched her soft lips graze his skin again, groaning. He still failed to apologize for his behavior. "No, she did something much worse".
"I'm sorry," she muffled against his hand, her eyes holding his as he looked back at her with distant eyes. "What did she do?"
"Don't be. It's not your fault," he kissed the top of her head, his breath grazing her scalp. "She didn't love me, or put my needs above her desires. She was very selfish and cold. She never wanted me, or to be married to my father".
"That sucks. No child should have to feel unwanted," She closed her eyes, allowing his breath to soothe her insides. She ached for him. "Stephanie told me some stuff".
She wanted to confess. He needed to know. She never wanted to be dishonest with him. She cared about him too much. She never wanted him to feel unwanted with her.
"No child should have gone through the crap I did, but I'm trying to forget," Ezra placed hands on either side of her face, willing her to look and meet his eyes. "What did she tell you?"
His body stiffened, before relaxing. What was he afraid of? That she'd judge him? She had no reason to.
"I won't ask you. I'll let you tell me when you're ready," Aria smiled up into those eyes of his, stretching up to crush her lips to his, sighing against his mouth as he responded back. The small peck became heated pretty quickly, before she drew back. "She only told me about your parents. I didn't ask about anything else".
"You're so good," he took her mouth with his again, kissing her hard and demandingly as her hand came up to grasp his neck, the other one holding his side. "I can't get enough of you".
"I want you," Aria breathed out, her big brown eyes collecting heat. Her heart was beating way too fast. She couldn't get her body to stop trembling all over. "I feel so strange".
He laughed, walking backwards with her to the dining room. His mouth left her slightly swollen lips to run down her neck and travel around her collarbone, before coming back up to reclaim her mouth. She gripped the front of his shirt with both her hands, moving her lips against his as she kissed him with everything she had. He moaned against her mouth, sucking on her lower lip as his hand went up to release her hair and ran his fingers through the silky tangles. She moved her mouth away from his long enough to pull his shirt over his head and for him to pull her dress over hers.
Her mouth retook his, moaning and breathing hard as his fingers moved from her hair to trail down her soft skin. Her tongue invaded the inside of his mouth as he unclasped her bikini top, pulling it off, before kissing the tops of her shoulders. She giggled from the feel of his lips and breath on her sensitive skin. The backs of his fingers stroked her quivering belly, caressing her hips as he started to remove her bikini bottoms. She kissed down his chest, letting her lips brush every part of his top anatomy, before letting her tongue flicker out to taste him.
He groaned out her name as he held the back of her head, fingering her dark tresses. Her shaky fingers unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, before sliding them down along with his boxers. Low gasps left her mouth as he lowered his head to kiss down her neck and chest; his fingers squeezed her small breasts and played with her erect nipples. She arched into him as his mouth found its way around her nipples, sucking and licking them with his mouth and tongue. She gripped his hair with her fingers, keeping herself from falling as he sucked harder on her breasts and nipples.
Aria could feel how hard and erect he was against her lower belly, needing him inside her inner walls. Her hands went around his back, lightly rubbing his toned muscles, before venturing to the front to run down his chest and abs as she felt the familiar scars. Every part of him was gorgeous. Every stroke from her fingers made him shiver, before he grabbed her ass and gave it a squeeze, lifting her up on top the dining table. He stopped briefly to kick off his socks and shoes, and then he removed her flip-flops.
Ezra climbed on top the table to join her, his body covering her smaller one as he maneuvered his way between her thighs. She moaned, loving the feel of his body on hers as she opened her legs wider to receive him. She linked her arms around his neck as she held to him tight, her fingers lacing themselves through his soft hair. His hands moved down to wrap her legs tighter around him. He looked deeply into her glazed over eyes as he pressed his mouth against hers, giving her a searing kiss that only increased with intensity as she kissed him back.
After more shared passionate kisses, he pulled his mouth from hers, his eyes asking for permission. She nodded her head; feeling so wet as her juices flowed down her inner thighs. He kept his eyes connected to hers as he pushed inside of her, going so deep. She cried out, her inner walls immediately constricting around him as he groaned deeply in his throat as he started to thrust in and out of her. They felt so good connected together as she moved in sync with him.
He breathed into the crook of her neck, his hips merging with hers again and again as he pumped into her deeper and harder. Moans and gasps came from her as he drove into her sleek tight walls, thrusting much deeper than before as she bit her top lip as her arms tightened around his neck. He was bringing her closer to the edge as he rode her hard and without mercy. One of his hands gripped the side of the table, while the other stayed on her leg to keep it in place as he pumped faster. He timed the movement of his thrusts, drilling her back into the table as it squeaked and rocked as she thrust her hips upwards to meet his.
Low guttural sounds came from him as he fucked her much faster and harder on top the table, causing it to tremble under both of their weight. Screams bubbled up inside her throat as they tore from out her mouth, her fingers fisting his hair as he thrust up into her. Her orgasm came furiously as she hollered out his name, her walls squeezing his long lengthy cock inside of her heated core. He never once slowed down his thrusts as he continued to move in and out of as deeply as he could go, bringing her to another explosive orgasm as she writhed underneath him. Both of their bodies were slicked with sweat as he pounded into her, trying to reach his own release.
Aria could barely think and move as spams rippled her body, still feeling as Ezra moved inside her. Her back arched as a seismic vibration traveled down her fingers and toes as she came once more. He cried out into her neck as he spilt inside her, the feel of his semen warming up her insides. He kept pumping his hips, delivering more deep thrusts into her tight vulva as she screamed and came for the last time, her limbs shaking as he cried out again as more of his cum leaked out inside her. He gave two more hard thrusts, before ceasing his movements.
"I like how this feels, you being inside of me," Aria whispered after a long moment, her unsteady fingers massaging the back of his neck as she stared down into his eyes, seeing surprise there. "How you make my body feel, like it has a mind of its own".
For moment she thought he wasn't going to speak, feeling the dread knotting her stomach.
"I like how it feels to be inside of you, like right now. The way your body responds to mine," he acknowledged, trailing his fingers up her arm and shoulder, before brushing her hair back from her face. "We can't do this when we get back to Rosewood".
She knew that. She didn't like that. She couldn't help the sadness marring her features. He smiled sadly, but he meant it. He moved off her, collapsing beside her with one arm balancing him up so he could peer down into her beautiful flushed face.
"I like being here with you," Aria said dreamily, curling up into his side as her lips grazed his chest. "I don't want to ever leave".
"That's not possible," Ezra said harshly, before toning down his voice. She felt hurt. He picked up on her emotion, his long fingers stroking her soft cheek, before he moved it away to trail down her thighs and legs. "I can only promise two more days".
"I'll take that," Aria perked up, smiling hesitantly. She was still very unsure of herself when it came to Ezra. She hated to bring up Stephanie, but she had to. "Are you going to see Stephanie tomorrow?"
His striking blue flashed with anger at the mention of her name.
"No," Ezra said shortly, his fingers resumed their exploration of her body. "We're done".
"I just feel bad," Aria said with remorse, feeling terrible and wreaked with guilt. She knew she was the cause of Stephanie's unhappiness. She had come between her and Ezra. She knew she wasn't anything special no matter what Ezra said. She couldn't compete with someone as gorgeous as Stephanie. "I'm the reason you guys broke up".
"Don't be," Ezra assured her, leaning over to kiss her full plush lips, his tongue making its way into her mouth to collide with hers. She couldn't help responding back to him, the way he stroked her inner fire. She could feel the heat building between again. It was still too soon, but she wanted him again. She could tell from his face he wanted the same thing. "You're not the reason why Stephanie and I ended. It was over for a while now".
Hearing him said that made her feel a little bit better, but not entirely. She knew she was to blame. She had never done anything selfish in her whole life, until meeting Ezra. She didn't know if she liked it. She wasn't used to conflict, or having the power to take someone else's boyfriend.
"I like how you're trying to exclude me from taking blame, but I am at fault," Aria summarized, holding his intense gaze. The way he looked at her made her heart flutter. "I came in between you two, and I'm never going to forgive myself for that".
His mouth screwed up in anger, but he didn't argue with her. She knew that he would eventually. He didn't want to mess up the moment between them. He tried so hard to reign in his temper. She kissed his lips, smoothing out the tension.
"Let's go," He announced suddenly, moving off the table as he took her along with him, holding her body pressed up against his. She shivered from the contact, entwining her fingers with his. "I want to try something different".
She spotted a glint of mischief in his eyes as she stayed glued in place, unwilling to go. He smirked down at her hesitant form.
"Where are we going?" she questioned breathlessly, keeping her eyes trained on his. "What do you want to try?"
He leaned over and whispered into her ear, causing her skin to pimple up in excitement as his hot breath caressed her earlobe.
"I confess. I've never done it in a shower," Ezra smirked again, his blue eyes gleaming with heat and longing. Such hunger they expressed as they trapped her in their spell. She grew breathless, her fingers trembling in his. Did he feel it? She was pulsating, awaiting his entrance. She couldn't believe how much she was ready for him again. "I promise it'll make you come even harder than before".
She didn't offer up much resistance after that, allowing him to lead the way to his bedroom. She could barely walk on wobbly legs, but she was grateful for his assistance. She found she couldn't deny him. She was going to enjoy the time they did have for the next two days. She wasn't going to think about their impending trip back to Rosewood, or about the consequences of their actions.
I hoped you guys enjoyed this long awaited chapter as much as I did. I'm sorry for the long wait, but I'm very busy with school. I don't know when I'm going to have the next chapter up, so please don't give up on this amazing story. Please review! I love reading your comments. And I hoped you guys had a great Christmas.