*Author's note: This chapter was inspired by songs from SoMo, Miley Cyrus and Justin Bieber, and Timeflies.
Chapter 25
One Year Later…
Aria felt it, felt what it was like to be complete, to hear a soft buzzing in her ear and in her heart. It was called happiness, a happiness that never seemed to end. She didn't want it to, wouldn't let it. She didn't know her heart could be so filled up, to feel the intense love of loving someone other than herself. Being in love was so easy, her and Ezra were stronger than ever. Their relationship was better, a whole lot better giving their difficult past. She never dreamt it could be this way, never dreamt she could have a love such as this. She didn't regret it, any of it.
Every morning when she woke up and every night when she went to bed beside Ezra, it felt like a dream, like she was living someone else's life. But it was hers, all hers. No one or anything could take that away from them, this was their life. They made love every day and every night, making loving to one another as those it was their first time. It felt amazing every time, to feel him deep inside her. They shared a wonderful connection, a deep understanding that would never go away. She loved him so much, not knowing if she could ever love someone else. Ezra was it for her; he was her first love, and the first guy she had given herself to.
She still couldn't believe a full year had gone by, couldn't believe her and Ezra were still together. Had it really been that long? She and Ezra were living together now in a townhouse located downtown. She loved having a place to call their own. It still took some getting used to, but she still enjoyed it all the same. Their parents even came over regularly, joining them for many dinners. She and Ezra had taken cooking classes together, enhancing their performance in the kitchen. It paid off.
She chewed her peach colored lips, running a hand through her silky hair. It was much longer now, almost down her back. She was a senior in high school, looking forward to graduation so that she could join Ezra at Hollis. She thought of majoring in Psychology. She wanted to help other people, other people not so different from Ezra. She had the heart and passion for it, not to mention the patience. She loved that Ezra supported her in tackling this type of career field. It pushed her harder to pursue this dream, this desire.
Ever since knowing him, Ezra was a remarkable human being. She became a big advocate for all the things that had happened to him. She spoke out at events, was in the process of writing a book. She embraced the person he was, accepting every part of him. She loved the person who he had become in a year since being in relationship with him. He was a real life success story, a person who had overcome so much.
Even though they were in good place, they still had their moments as a couple. Relationships weren't always easy she got that. She didn't expect them to be. She got that being with him was complicated, real in so many ways. What they had together was real, long lasting, the life that only suckers dreamed of. She felt that she had grown as an individual, coming to know herself in ways she hadn't known before. She loved it, loved herself, loved Ezra, and all the things he brought out in her.
Their baby, the baby they had loss. She thought about it a lot. She thought about all the things she could have done differently to have prevented a miscarriage. She blamed herself. It had been her fault, she was the one who hadn't wanted the baby, hadn't wanted to be pregnant. There were so many what ifs circling around inside her head. What if she had done this right, accepted her pregnancy much sooner or eaten right, or tried harder to get in touch with Ezra, had told their parents sooner, had bonded with the life that had been growing inside her belly, or had been a happier person throughout the short time of being pregnant.
But now wasn't the time for what ifs, or living with regret. She wasn't a dweller. She lived every day with Ezra like it would be their last. Life was too short; she didn't want to lose a second of being with him. She thought about good things to come their way. She would get pregnant again, they'll have more babies and get married, and both of them would have successful careers, and be happy for the rest of their lives. She wanted so much with Ezra, wanted to give him so much in return. She wanted him to be happy, truly happy.
Aria looked around their townhouse. It was theirs, all theirs. They had picked it out together, thinking back to all the house hunting they had done. Everything in it belonged to them. They had gone furniture shopping together, had painted the walls themselves and had arranged everything to their liking, and had brought everything else they had needed. They had done it together. She had loved it, remembered them arguing about what couch set to get, or about what size TV to have for the front room, or what size bed to put in the guestroom.
Those memories were her keepsakes, to reflect back to them whenever she wanted, to share with their children and grandchildren. All their memories were keepsakes, meant to be shared with the lives they would create together. She could see it, could see into their future, could see all the good times and bad times up ahead. She didn't fear it. She didn't fear anything when she had Ezra at her side. She had him, had his heart, his love. He was her high point and her weak point, the only person who could really hurt her.
Some may think she was a fool for loving him so fully, but she didn't care. All this power of loving him was totally worth it, worth the risk of possibly being hurt by him again. She knew it would destroy her, but she rather take that risk. It was hers to take. She wouldn't let the possibility of fear run her life. She had to listen to her heart, and her heart was telling her to take that chance, to love him as much as she possibly could. She would continue to listen to her heart and no one else.
Ezra liked the way his life was turning out, loved that Aria was part of that change. Her love, trust, and acceptance meant so much to him. She was a beautiful person not only on the outside, but on the inside as well. Her faith in him carried so much weight in his heart that it swelled with love every time he laid eyes on her. Her ability to love and trust him, shaped him to become a better person, a better person for her. She was all that mattered. Her happiness was all he cared about, wanted to keep giving her. What was life without meaning? She taught him how to love someone he shared a deep connection with, someone who got him in every way that counted.
He didn't want to lose her, her love and trust, and her ability to have faith in him. She had changed him for the better, opened his heart to care about someone other than him. She had answered his prays, brought him back to the land of the living, brought him back from a life of destruction and vengeance. He had never seen this spark of hope in his life, to dream that he could ever have a future beyond pain, shame and anger, and self-hate. She did that for him, her presence chased all the dark thoughts and his past away, she grounded him. She breathed life into his body, showered him with so much love. His heart was whole, complete because of her, because of her love for him.
She was everything that was good in the world, a person who was incredibly sweet. Her ability to love him fully was so humbling, admiring. Sometimes her love scared him, made him fear screwing up. He didn't want that, but he still had his moments. He never questioned her love. He didn't have to. He knew just how much she loved him, and how deep it went. He loved her just the same. Being without her killed something inside of him, made him empty.
He couldn't believe it, couldn't believe a year had gone by, that he was still in a relationship with Aria that was growing strong every day. Yeah, they still had their moments as a couple, but who didn't? It wouldn't be a real relationship if they both weren't active in it. The both wanted it, fought for it. Love wasn't easy, it was a challenge. He didn't care about battling out the storm. Loving someone like Aria was worth it, worth fighting for. He would never give up on her, on what they had, on their love.
Ezra knew he was in deep, had no intentions of backing away. He couldn't say no. He couldn't look away, he didn't want to. She had his heart, his trust. She made everything right in his life. She was his anchor, the one person he could always go to about whatever was bothering him. She was it, the one for him.
He loved living with her, sharing part of him that was hidden to the world, but not to her. She saw him always. She saw him up close in personal as though she was eyeing him through the lens of a camera. She got the real him, knew everything about him now, knew all about his dark troubling past, a past she wasn't disgusted by. She never held it against him. She had done all she could to support him, took a stand in what she believed in, became an advocate for all the things he had gone through. She was embracing his world, stretching the bond between them.
He was thankful for everything happening in his life, thankful for Aria, for his father and for Aria's mom, Ella, and Dr. John Hill. They had all made an impact in his life. He would never forget their roles in his life; never forget how much he appreciated their loyalty. They cared about him, loved him, and were in his corner. Counting on them gave him strength, made him hopeful to what the future held. He wasn't alone anymore; he had people on his side, people that accepted him. He wouldn't let them down.
Ezra knew he had made the right decision moving to Rosewood to be with Aria, and to be near his father. His relationship with his father was more than he'd ever asked for. They were becoming close, a closeness that should have happened long ago, but he wasn't complaining. He was just happy to have a decent relationship with his father. They never once talked about Vivienne. For that, Ezra was eternally grateful. Vivienne had never tried to contact him since that day in Pairs. Ezra had heard she had gotten married to some billionaire. He didn't care as long as he never saw her again.
He was enjoying his college experience at Hollis. Hollis was a brilliant school, offered many opportunities. Transferring from his old college in Long Beach, California was a step up in the right direction. He loved their Criminal Justice program. He enjoyed studying the major, enjoyed all the many study hours he had put in, enjoyed the friendly atmosphere that buzzed around the entire campus. He couldn't wait until Aria joined him there after she graduated from Rosewood high. He already knew what major she wanted to study, it was Psychology. She would make a wonderful therapist. She already had the qualities for it.
He found his mind wondering to the unborn baby he and Aria had loss a year ago. He had no way of knowing if it had been a boy or girl. He had never showed an emotion, but it had hurt. He had loss a part of him, a part of Aria. The choice had been out of their hands, god had done what he had saw fit. He couldn't resent him for that. He and Aria hadn't been in the right mind set to take care of a baby.
But he did want other kids with Aria after they had finished school, build up their careers, and had gotten married. Becoming a father didn't frighten him. He knew he would make some mistakes, knew he would have to learn from them. He didn't know what kind of father he would make, but he would try his best to be the best one, to give his kids what he never had, a stable home with both parents that loved them. He was confident that he and Aria would make it, that they would make the best life together. They were already doing it. He wasn't rushing it, but he couldn't wait till it happened. Aria would make a great mother. She was loving, kind and selfless, and had that special effect on people.
He wanted Aria to be the mother of his children. He wanted to marry her, to spend the rest of his life with her. Now was the time to ask her to be his wife. He had waited long enough. He couldn't wait anymore. He refused to. He wanted Aria to say yes, to say she would become his wife. He didn't give himself time to think about her rejecting his proposal. He would be hurt, but he would understand.
They were young after all. He wasn't looking for a quick marriage. He wanted them to have a nice long engagement, to enjoy it. His father and Ella already know of his plans to ask Aria to marry him. They didn't object. They had given him their blessing. He wanted his timing to be special, especially for Aria. She deserved only the best. And she would get that from him.
Ezra knew he wasn't perfect. He didn't try to be. Aria knew that. She knew that he still had things to overcome, issues to workout. He was getting there with Aria's help, with her love. For her, he wanted to be all he could be. He wanted to commit to her, to give her what he had never given another woman, his whole heart, and his love and affection. She deserved it, but he wasn't doing this out of obligation. He was doing it because he loved her and wanted a life with her.
He looked around the townhouse for her, venturing downstairs into the spacious basement to where she was doing laundry. He stood back and observed the domestic picture she made, her long silky dark hair pulled back into a messy braid. She was wearing a baggy white T-shirt, a pair of sweats, and a pair of comfortable socks. It suited her mood, relaxed and at home persona. He couldn't help the smile that formed on his lips. She was in the process of taking the clothes out the washer and putting them into the dryer, before throwing in a few Bounce dryer sheets to give them a smell. He walked up behind her, enveloping her in his arms and kissed the back of her neck, his kisses soft and fleeting. He loved the way she fit in his arms, loved the way she pressed back against him, sighing as though his touch soothed her.
"I told you I would do the laundry," he said in between kisses as his mouth skimmed across her neck, baptizing her. He inhaled her scent. She smelled incredible. His tongue came out and swept up the perspiration on her neck, loving the way she shuddered against him. "I didn't mind. It was the least I could do since you cooked dinner for us".
Her body shook with giggles when he found a particular sweet spot on her neck, nudging the spot with his nose and mouth.
"I know, but I wanted to," it came out in a drawn out moan as she grasped his arms around her. "Have you finished all your school work?"
She always asked him this, and he would always ask her that in return.
"I don't want you tired," Ezra voice had gone deep, needy as his pushed his straining cock more into her backside so she could feel how hard he was. She gasped, her words failing her. "Yes, I did it right after we had dinner. What about you, are you done with your work?"
She was breathing hard, leaning her head back so she could see his face. The full effect of his striking blue eyes made her swallow deeply, before answering him,
"I'm never too tired for that," her voice was no more than a whisper, her own big brown eyes a cloudy misty of desire. "I did all my school work right after I came home from school".
"I love you," Ezra said this as he leaned down to kiss her mouth, working his tongue inside to stroke her tongue with his as she moaned into his mouth as she kissed him back. He pulled back slightly, letting his lips trace over her forehead. "You are the best thing that ever happened to me. I'm so lucky to have you in my life. I needed you…needed you so much".
She turned around in his arms, her arms going around his back as she gripped the back of his shirt with her fingers.
"I love you," Aria spoke with her eyes and with her heart as she pushed up on her tip-toes to kiss him long and hard, breathing into his mouth as she took his mouth with hers. After a few minutes, she broke her mouth away from his. "I'm just glad you allowed me into your life. It wasn't easy, but we did it".
Thinking back momentarily, he had been a jerk, a jackass, but he had only thought he was protecting her from him.
"I know," Ezra said as he squeezed her around the middle, loving her with all his heart. "Thanks for putting up with me. Thanks for loving me. My past isn't an easy thing to digest, but you have stuck by me. Thanks".
She smiled up at him, her mouth big and wide as the smile reached those beautiful brown eyes of hers.
"You don't have to thank me, Ezra," Aria said softly as she ran her fingers through his hair, loving how dark his eyes got before he closed them for moment, and then he re-opened them to stare down into her face. "I was never afraid of you, or your past. I'm just happy I was able to help you. And I should be thanking you. You're the one that gave me the chance".
"You're so sweet, so good to me," he said as his mouth found hers again, before deepening the kiss between them. "I'm glad I was your first, your first kiss, first lover, and your first and only love".
She loved the way he put that.
He was right; he was her first and only love. She didn't want to be with anyone else.
"You always did see more inside of me," Aria said hoarsely against his mouth, fighting the urge to kiss him for a fourth time. Her entire body was drumming with need, a need to have him inside of her, thrusting as though he couldn't get enough of her. "And I'm glad I was the first girl you ever gave your heart to".
He smiled against her full peach colored lips, before kissing the corners of her beautiful mouth.
"I have to ask you something, something very important," Ezra said as he got down on one knee, holding her hands in his as he gazed up into her lovely face. "And I don't want you think I'm pressuring you, because I'm not. You don't have to say anything if you don't want to".
He wouldn't be mad if she rejected his proposal. Aria couldn't stop herself from smiling like a fool, not wanting to even think what he was getting ready to do. Every part of her was on high alert as her insides recoiled with nervousness as her breath stilled. She didn't want to say the wrong that. She wanted Ezra, she accepted him. She wanted to be with him forever. She felt as though she was in a dream sequence, not really standing there with him.
"Just ask me," Aria voice was breathless, full of trembles. "I know you wouldn't pressure me".
Aria watched with avid eyes as Ezra took a pretty small wrapped box out of his pocket without taking his eyes from hers. She could see that he was just as nervous as she was. He didn't have to say it, but she knew he feared her rejection. She wouldn't let that be the case. She loved him too much. Her eyes left his to watch as his hands tore the pretty wrapping away, her breath coming out in pants now.
"Aria, will you marry me?" Ezra asked with a deep clear voice as he lifted the top of the little black box. She nearly fainted, her big eyes growing bigger as she took in the gorgeous piece of jewelry she had ever seen. The ring was a work of art, designed by the finest jeweler. It was neither too small nor too big. Her hand hesitated as she reached down towards the ring, her hand trembling badly as she calmed herself. She couldn't stop eye-balling it. It was a sterling silver ring that glinted inside the black box, inviting her to pick it up, to place it on her finger. It was diamond cut, 14k white gold, topped with diamond sidestones going down each side, and two rows of round diamonds framed a captivating oval diamond on top. It was simply beautiful. She could barely stand upright, fearing she would fall face down at any moment. "What do you say?"
"Yes!" Aria squealed as Ezra carefully put the gorgeous ring on her ring finger, loving the way his fingers brushed hers. "Yes, I'll marry you, Ezra".
She flew into his arms, hugging him close as tears of happiness stabbed at her eyes and fell down her face as he hugged her back just as tight. What this really happening? Did she really say yes? Was she really going to marry Ezra? Yes, to all of them.
"You won't ever regret this, Aria," Ezra said just before kissing her softly on the lips, his own eyes bright and sparkling. "And we don't have to rush this. It can just be a long engagement; at least until we both finish school".
"I know I won't," Aria said as she kissed him back, her fingers toying with the engagement ring on her finger. "It's a perfect fit".
Just like them, Ezra thought.
"I picked this ring out when I went to Long Beach to collect my things," Ezra told her, looking on as she studied the beautiful ring on hand. "It's a perfect fit just like you. When I saw it I had to get it for you. Do you like it?"
"You've been having this ring for a year?" Aria asked, not able to take her eyes from the ring. It was enchanting. "I don't just like it, I love it".
"Yes, I was waiting for the right time," Ezra said in a thick voice, trying his best to hold back his emotions, but he couldn't. Not with her, not with Aria. "It's lovely, just like you".
"Do our parents know?" Aria asked as she looked up into his face, her beautiful mouth frozen in a smile. "We have to tell them".
Her happiness was contagious; it brought out a lighter side to him.
"Of course they know," Ezra said as he brushed his fingertip against the glistening ring, loving the way it looked on her as though she was made to wear it. "They gave us their blessing".
"I can't believe they're supporting us. Really, is that true?" Aria asked as though she couldn't quite believe it. "We have so much to plan. I have to think of our theme colors, the design of the cake and the seating arrangements, the location…"
Ezra listened to her go on and on, liking her enthusiasm. It was a breath of fresh air, just like Aria was.
"Yes, they want this as much as we do," Ezra assured her, wanting to quell her fears. "And there will be plenty of time for all of that. We are going to have a long engagement to get everything right".
"A long engagement sounds really nice," Aria smiled as she stood up on tip-topes and crushed her mouth against his, showing him just how much she loved the idea. "I would like to be finished with my first year of college before we get married just to have enough time to plan a proper wedding, one that we both will love".
"I thought you would see it my way," he said as he dragged his mouth away from hers. They were swollen from all his kisses. "That's fine with me, as long as you're okay with this".
"You just have that ability to make me fall under your spell, I love it. I love you," Aria loved these moments with him, the moments where they shared these little talks and shared their love for one another. "I'm okay with this".
He still couldn't believe she was real, that she existed for someone like him.
"I know that it's still too soon to talk about this, but how many kids should we have?" he approached the subject delicately, not wanting to see the pain in her eyes from the miscarriage a year ago. Was she okay to talk about the loss of their baby? He wanted to talk about it, needed to talk about it. He had never shared his thoughts with her, never shared his pain and his hurt. He wanted her to know he had cared. That it had mattered. He had thought bringing it up would have caused her even more grief. He had never wanted that. "I want to talk about our baby, our first baby".
He could see some of the light leave her eyes, her mind whirling with unspoken thoughts.
She wanted to talk about it, she did. She knew it was her fault. She had not accepted her pregnancy, had not bonded with their unborn child. It killed her to look back on how unattached she had been to it. She needed his forgiveness. She had to know if he blamed her, she blamed her.
"I would like to have two kids, a boy and a girl," Aria spoke with the full confidence that they would have a family in the near future. She didn't doubt it. She imagined raising babies, holding them and loving them as much as she loved their father. "Do you blame me for the miscarriage? I blame me. I'm ashamed that I wasn't as accepting as I should have been. I think our unborn child sensed it, sensed that I didn't want him or her. I feel terrible… sick that I didn't want my own child, a child that you and I both created".
He felt sickened with grief, sickened that he couldn't alleviate the pain she felt, the self-blame that she placed on herself.
"Two kids sound nice, like the perfect package, one boy and one girl," he kissed the top of her head, breathing in her sweet essence. She was his. "And you shouldn't blame yourself. It wasn't your fault, it was fate. We both weren't ready to take care of a baby then, but we'll both be ready when the time comes. I don't blame you, I could never blame you. You're human just like me, we both have our feelings, are entitled to think what we want".
She allowed his words to wash over her, linking her arms behind his neck as she kissed his chest. He didn't blame her, it wasn't her fault. His words were what she needed to hear, needed to move on.
"I think we should start a family right after we both graduate from college, what do you think?" she wanted to know his opinion. "You said what I needed to hear, thanks for that".
He hugged her body fiercely to his, not wanting to ever let her gone. It would be the death of him if he did.
"I don't have any objections. I want whatever you want," Ezra meant it. He only wanted to make them both happy. "You're welcome. Blaming yourself for something you didn't have control over isn't healthy. I know this from first-hand at experience".
"You're right, it isn't healthy," Aria agreed with him, before stretching her mouth up to his. It felt wonderful to kiss him, to have him. He was hers. "Have I told you how much I love you?"
He smiled against her neck, burying his face into her soft skin.
"You have, I love you too. Do you know how much?" he asked her, groaning when she rubbed herself up against him. "Loving you came naturally to me, I didn't have to fight it. I knew what I wanted, I wanted you. For the first time since I met you, I wanted you, wanted to know about that sweet innocent self-conscious girl, who was so lovely to me".
She didn't want to ruin his perception of her.
"I'm not all that good," Aria said modestly, not wanting to take away his perception of her. She made mistakes too. "I don't want you to place me up on this high pedestal you seem to have of me on, I'm not perfect".
He placed a hand under her chin, lifting it up to his as he connected their mouths, giving her open-mouthed kisses with tongue.
"You're good to me," Ezra argued when he pulled his mouth away, staring deeply into her eyes. "And I know just who you are".
She shivered at the knowledge he had of her.
His kisses, light touches, and body made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside, made her breathless and filled her with wanting.
"I want you," Aria rasped her voice soft and filled with heated passion. "Make love to me. I'm burning up without having you inside me. I need you there… need to feel your cock pushing up inside of me".
"I want you also," Ezra whispered conspiratorially as he rambled into his pockets in search of condom, his striking blue eyes dark as midnight, dark as sin. The gorgeousness of his eyes filled her stomach with fluttering butterflies. He tore the golden packet open in an unhurried manner, not wanting to rush it. "I want to feel your sleek inner walls enveloping me as I'm buried deep inside you".
"Where," Aria hissed as her mouth fumbled over his, helping to remove her sweat pants as he stripped her down to her underwear. She caught his shirt up from the bottom as she lifted it from his head, her hands and fingers exploring the hard planes of his chest, his beautiful flat abdomen, and the dark pubic hair pathway that hid just beneath his jeans. His hands and mouth tugged and pulled at her breasts and erect nipples, leaving print marks and bite marks behind. She gasped from his sweet ministrations, her head falling back as she pushed herself more into his mouth. He mouth locked on her nipples, suckling as though he was a babe at her breasts. It felt as good as electric fire shot down her spine, forcing her to arch her back. "Yes! Mm-mm…oh yeah right there".
She felt dizzy, her mind swirling with an impending need to have him closer, much closer. He sucked harder at her breast, causing her to retreat backward as she caught her balance to keep upright. His mouth was amazing, like little needles pricking into her flaming ball of flesh as she panted softly, biting her lip to keep from screaming out. She couldn't get enough, couldn't get enough of him, of what he was doing to her body. Only he knew how to bring it alive. Wetness surged between her legs, her heated palace aching with need. She was helpless, hopeless to stop what he was doing to her. It all felt so right, so incredibly good.
"Hold still. Stop squirming," Ezra said roughly, tugging at the front of his jeans impatiently as his warm breath bathed her face. She helped him, pushing his jeans down to his knees as he released his hard throbbing cock from its confinement. She ran a hand across the velvety mushroom shaped head, loving how it felt in her hands. She stroked up and down his twitching shaft, listening to his deep husky moans of pleasure. She fisted him, just as he gave a deep groaning sound that ricocheted off the walls in the basement. She squeezed him, wanting him to come in her hand, pumping him lightly as she did so. "God, Aria, stop. I want to come deep inside of you".
Aria hands went around her back to undo her bra and to remove it completely, watching him as he watched the thin straps slide down her pale arms. She held on to his forearms as he lifted her up onto the washing machine, crossing her legs behind his waist as he moved comfortable between her thighs as his poised his rock hard member at her weeping entrance, her nether lips swollen and pink as he pushed them aside to find his way inside. She moaned and hissed at how he filled her, stretching her to accommodate his size. She knew he would always fit. He was made for her, made for what was happening between them. He began to thrust his hips, back and forth into her, repeatedly striking the sensitive place that made her wetter, tighter around him.
Her legs tightened around him, securing their spot as she rocked back into him. Her hands lifted to his shoulders, her mouth pressed against his as he pounded away at her. He swallowed her gasps, his cries merging with hers as her nails clawed at his hair, neck, and shoulders. She moved with him, in and out, and back and forth their bodies moved together in perfect harmony. She came, screaming out her orgasm as her body strained against his.
Ezra felt lost, felt lost inside of her heated walls that hugged him tight. He squeezed her close to his body, maintaining a decent pace as she bucked against him, her arms flailing around him, his thrusts powerful and smooth as he buried himself deep into her wetness. She felt so good. He couldn't get enough of her, enough of what they were doing. He felt as her inner walls constricted around his thrusting hard member, felt it when she peaked again. It felt amazing how she came around him.
Aria couldn't take it. She was losing momentum as her limbs gave out. She rested her head down onto his shoulder, her legs dangling loosely around him as he pumped deep and hard into her. Again and again he thrust into her as his hands ran through her long silken tresses, anchoring her body up high to keep her from slipping off the washing machine. She admired his thoughtfulness. He was pounding faster now, much faster as her body shuddered inwardly, feeling the ripples of coming again.
He was kissing her mouth hard, voicing his desire vocally as he drilled deeper inside her walls. She found the strength to move again, offering him as much pleasure as she could as she answered his thrusts with her own. His hips slowed, his teeth biting down into her shoulder as he came hard deep inside of her, convulses gripping his body as she held him, trying to quell her own spasms. He couldn't move, couldn't do anything at the moment. All he could do was bask in her heat, feeling as her body stopped its tortuous shudders.
Ezra looked down into her face, using his hand to push back the mass of wild silky strands. She was beautiful, so lovely. Her face flushed with the aftermath of spent passion. He loved the way her big brown eyes shone, holding him in their gaze. He loved everything about her, especially her body's response to his.
"I don't want to ever lose this," he said hoarsely as his fingers trailed along her face, speaking with his hands. "I don't want to ever lose this fire between us".
She didn't either.
"We're not going to wear down this flame between us," Aria's voice airily, her own fingers wandering down his chest as she placed her hand over his heart. "I have your heart, and you have mine".
He picked her up and carried her off to their bedroom upstairs. She was spoiling him. She would be the girl he would always love. Aria held onto Ezra's neck, her fingers brushing his sweat soaked skin as he carried them off to their bedroom. She knew their routine. They would shower together, get some sleep, and then they would wake back up to make love again. Her mouth tugged at the corners, very much looking forward to their second round.
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