Chapter 10 - Zoe
The initial shock of feeling his lips against mine made me freeze as if my entire brain was short-circuited. But as that sensation and warmth felt so familiar to me, I couldn’t stop myself from giving in to that feeling.
I hated to admit how perfect his lips felt, and I hated even more how I couldn’t resist wanting more despite everything.
It almost felt like deja vu returning to that entranced state, aware of the insistent grip he had on my hips.
Several alarms went off in my mind, silently screaming at me to push him off and establish those boundaries we needed more than anything. What was left of my critical thinking told me I was walking a slippery slope, and if I let myself fall, there’d be no going back.
I wanted to pull away, aware that giving in wouldn’t help our situation at all, but that temptation was laid out in front of me, waiting for me to take it.
As his fingers gently squeezed my hip, I couldn’t help the rush of want that moved through me. It was so honest and visceral, and while I should’ve ignored it, I couldn’t.
It was almost like my body never forgot what it was like to feel him, to have him hold me. Whatever tension was left inside me melted away completely, and I didn’t have it in me to care anymore.
Pushing that critical thinking away in favor of seeking more of those addictive sensations was exactly what I did.
Ezra hummed his satisfaction into the kiss as he pushed me back against the counter, using it as leverage while he deepened that contact. His opposite hand moved to cradle my cheek.
He was so close—so all-encompassing that it was almost overwhelming. But at the same time, it still didn’t feel close enough. I still wanted more. As much as I could possibly take from him.
I shivered as the hand on my hip slipped beneath the hem of my shirt, gliding up slowly yet surely, taking in the feeling of my skin beneath him. It seemed to have a mind of its own as he pinned me there, gliding and gripping my body wherever it wanted.
A low, growled sound reverberated within his chest as he squeezed my plump flesh, seemingly even more turned on by the feeling of it.
His fingers danced over my ribs before just barely brushing against the underside of my bra, making my breath catch. I felt as he grinned into the kiss, clearly amused by the faint sound.
He likely knew he had me, and at that point, he could do virtually anything. I already knew it was true, and I didn’t have it in me to object.
Instead, I allowed that pleasure-seeking side to lead the way as my hand settled against his chest before sliding upward and snaking around the back of his neck. My fingers threaded through the hair at the nape of his neck, grip tightening slightly as I pulled him even closer as that desperation sunk its claws into me.
Ezra nearly growled into the kiss then, letting his self-restraint slip little by little as he let his fingers slip beneath the underwire of my bra.
A shudder moved through me the moment he brushed against the sensitive skin of my chest, causing my nipple to harden beneath his touch.
He swallowed the soft moan that escaped me as he melded our mouths together greedily, tongue slipping between my parted lips to reach mine in an addictive collision.
We both groaned into the kiss, gripping each other harder and seeking more of that bliss. As if a switch had been flipped, there was no stopping us then.
Without missing a beat, Ezra brought both hands down to grip the hem of my shirt before yanking it up, breaking the kiss long enough to get it over my head before tossing it away. We muffled our mutual eagerness into the embrace the moment our mouths reconnected.
We were a blur of hands reaching for clothes, pulling and lifting until we were both down to our underwear, and he had me pinned against the counter all over again.
Ezra’s lips trailed hotly down my neck as his fingers dug into my skin, leaving open-mouthed kisses against my skin that made me shiver and crave even more. Each one made me more addicted than the last.
I moaned softly as he reached the crook of my neck, and he latched on, sucking at the skin while his fingers brushed against the hem of my panties. My breath hitched, feeling as his fingers slipped beneath the material, and he only kept going.
When his finger brushed against my heat, moving through with ease to feel just how worked up I already was, he nipped at my neck and growled lowly into the kiss.
A louder, more surprised moan left me then, keenly aware of every movement his fingers made against me. I knew all too well how needy I must’ve seemed with my body giving me away, unable to hide that honesty from his curious fingers.
My eyes closed again as his touch dipped even lower while his thumb brushed against my clit, drawing out those almost agonized sounds from me.
He knew just how to tease me with those light movements, and I couldn’t get enough. I wanted and needed so much more; I felt he already knew that.
“So wet for me already, hm?” Ezra teased, gently stroking me as he prodded at my heat.
Moaning, I felt as he gently pushed it inside me, head tipping back slightly as sparks of pleasure moved through me.
It wasn’t fair how easily those familiar sensations came back to me and how willing I was to accept them after everything. Our past together gave him the upper hand, as he knew exactly what to do to have me wanting even more.
He chuckled lowly against my neck before he kissed my collarbones and kept up those pensive, languid strokes of his finger inside me.
My skin felt hot all over as the desire consumed me, and as desperate as it was, I just wanted more of him. I needed it.
I didn’t want to admit it, but after he kissed me during the gym opening, and ever since we had been near each other again, that attraction and longing had been building up inside me. It was relentless and begging to be fulfilled, even if I knew it went against my best interests.
The moment his lips hovered above mine again with that knowing grin, I cut what little space remained and kissed him hard.
His movements halted for a beat, seemingly caught off-guard by my urgent mouth on his. But he groaned into it, slipping his fingers away before grabbing the hem of my panties and pulling them down.
“Just when I wanted to drag this out,” he murmured against my lips in between kisses, letting the fabric fall to the floor. He reached for my bra next, pulling it down in the front until my breasts spilled over. He growled again as his eyes raked over me before demanding to feel my lips again. “That’s not happening now.”
Wordlessly, Ezra shuffled out of his briefs before pressing his body against mine. He gripped my thighs and parted them before fitting between them and letting his length slide against me.
My breath hitched at the overwhelming rush of pleasure that coursed between us, and the slow grind of his hips against mine faltered for a moment as he panted against my lips.
As he rolled forward repeatedly, allowing our bodies to slide together, drawing out the mutual pleasure, we both moaned into the kiss, hardly able to focus on the way our lips moved at that point.
My head was so full of that warm haze that I couldn’t think about anything other than the gratification and how badly I wanted more. My impatience was getting the better of me.
“Please,” I murmured, unable to stop the words from leaving me. “…more.”
While I didn’t say anything of particular substance, it was enough to make Ezra pause long enough to regain his bearings before he nodded mostly to himself, then situated between my legs with both hands on the back of my thighs.
Forehead pressed against me as he waited there, moments away from giving us what we wanted, Ezra let go of a shaken breath as if still testing his self-restraint. “You don’t know how badly I’ve wanted this…”
While I was far too invested to say the words, I knew exactly what he meant. I had been feeling the same, and it was impossible to overcome, regardless of how I should’ve tried harder.
But the moment he pushed inside me, everything else faded away.
All that mattered was our bodies merging as he kept going, making our breath hitch as if it were the first time. He grunted at the slight resistance of my walls surrounding him before he continued, hands tight around my thighs.
My eyes rolled back at the wave of pleasure that filled my system.
Returning to that mind-numbing state after not feeling it for so long was so overwhelming that I could only pant and cling to his strong body as every second of it consumed me.
Ezra cursed under his breath the moment he filled me completely, still pinning me to the counter while his face dropped to my neck. He stayed still for a moment as he caught his breath, drawing out that static pleasure.
I shuddered at the feeling of being so full of him, along with the warmth of his breath against my neck. A louder, more enthusiastic moan escaped me the moment he pulled back out before rolling his hips into me again.
The crash of pleasure that hit me made every other thought dissolve within my mind. At that moment, only the two of us existed, and I couldn’t care less about what else was happening around us.
With one hand against the counter behind me, the other clutched at his back to both hang on and give him leverage simultaneously. Leaning my head against his as he remained pressed to me, slowly thrusting into me, my breaths came out unsteady and full of desperation.
“Jesus Christ…” Ezra muttered as he gripped my thighs harder and continued to move, drawing out more moans and panted breaths from us both. His body felt rigid under my touch as he waded through his own bliss.
Left hand propping my thigh up higher than the other, he allowed himself easier access and buried himself even deeper inside me.
I groaned as he reached that new angle, overcome by the influx of sensations as sparks seemed to move through my whole system. Instinctively, I wrapped my leg around him, finding my stability in being hooked so close to his body.
We were both in a complete haze while Ezra picked up the pace, rocking into me as those muffled sounds tumbled from his lips. Our hands gripped wherever we could, getting lost in the cloud of pleasure that surrounded us.
While the intensity and desperation of the moment were reminiscent of how we once were before, in a way, it felt completely new. We already knew how the other felt from past experience, but then and there, we were chasing after that familiar feeling and not paying any mind to anything else.
Ezra clenched his jaw as he pulled my body impossibly close and slammed his hips into mine over and over, losing all semblance of control as we both panted in between rough moans and breathless gasps. His grip on me was near bruising, but the faint sting mingled with the pleasure and only added to the moment.
It took all of my strength to hang on through those intense rushes of bliss despite knowing he’d never let me go. My head was so full of that needy fog that I could hardly think, and all I knew was sheer, uninterrupted gratification.
His lips were on mine in a blur as he groaned into my mouth, offering me several slower, deeper thrusts before continuing that previous speed with no sign of slowing down. The sounds from him were animalistic yet so addictive that I didn’t want them to stop.
With a growl, losing himself in the moment, Ezra gripped the back of both my thighs and hoisted me onto the counter, making me hiss quietly at how cold the surface was compared to my hot skin.
Leaning into me while he never stopped his thrusts, his body forced mine back until I was half sitting, half laying down, offering him an easier position to work from.
With ease, he moved deeper and faster, pulling unrelenting moans from me.
Tension was building inside me as he pushed me closer and closer to the edge while darkness framed my vision, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold off much longer through his consistent and almost brutal thrusts.
My nails dug into his back while I held on, head tossed back as I moaned for him and felt myself slipping farther and farther into a point of no return.
Hands gripping my hips hard, Ezra kept up his pace, eagerly chasing after the high we both craved and needed to gain that sense of relief. Despite seeming like he could go forever, his hips stuttered as a groan fell from his lips, and with a sense of urgency, he dropped a hand between us and rubbed fast circles against my clit.
The added stimulation was the final pressure I needed to make me crack completely, and without warning, my whole body tensed up.
As the coil tightened and then snapped, my jaw went slack, and I cried out while my walls constricted around him, hitting the precipice and feeling a wash of pleasure at once. Alongside it, a wash of warmth hit my chest in an almost familiar way that made me feel even more connected to him than before.
It made me inhale sharply as it took hold and nearly blinded me with bliss.
“Fuck…” he muttered as he seemed to choke on that same rush of sensations, one hand clutching at the nape of my neck while the other held my hip down against the countertop while he drove his hips into me. Given the shake in his voice and the sloppiness of his thrusts, I knew he was teetering on the edge.
His movements fed me more bliss as I navigated through my orgasm, reaching cloud nine and coming completely undone for him, moans sounding even more breathless than before. Yet, I clenched around him tight enough to coax him closer and closer to the finish line.
With a grunt, Ezra pulled out and released between our burning bodies as his dwarfed mine. He propped himself up against the countertop with one hand while the other pulled me closer to his chest as he panted against my neck and let himself get completely lost in the overwhelming sensations.
My thighs trembled faintly as we both caught our breath, and I leaned into him, seeking his warmth and closeness in a new way.
As we both shook and tried to regain our bearings, there was no mistaking the third heartbeat-like rhythm between us while our bodies remained pressed close together and made no move to pull apart.
I was too hazy to fully comprehend what that meant, so I let myself slump into him, and his proximity seemed to calm my heightened senses.
Ezra held me close to his body as his lips absently brushed against my neck, just as breathless and entranced by the unbridled passion we shared together.
It was the last thing I should’ve done, but I didn’t have it in me to care at that moment.