CHAPTER 2
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They started drinking all over again. Emma didn't realize she'd follow him into any room, like she said she wasn't sobered yet. She was still drunk and so was he. She couldn't refuse, although she was still a virgin. He took her hand into his and he tossed her on the bed. She realized she can't stop this from happening even if she wanted to. He was so hot and she's crazy about him. The name, his Ocean blue eyes, his brown hair. Although She was a blonde, she had always dreamt of having s*x with a brown headed guy. She hadn't told him she was a virgin because she knew he was gonna stop. All her prayer was, he should not notice anything but Emma thinks it's not possible.
She shrieked. Ezra followed her down, landing half beside her, half over her; she struggled, totally ineffectually, to hold him back. He ignored her effort; one hard thigh trapped hers. Deliberately, he leaned into her, his weight pressing her into the bed, anchoring her beneath him. He didn't bother with her hands but instead framed her face.
And kissed her. She smiled.
Not a gently savoring kiss, but a commanding, demanding incitement ravishing challenge tempting in the fire it offered, tantalizing in its sensual promise. His lips were hard, hungry, and ruthlessly insistent. It took no more than two heartbeats for her to react. Winding her arms around his neck, she kissed him back deeply.
She wanted him. She could hardly miss the fact that he wanted her. For now for tonight that was enough.
Tonight she will do what she has always longed for. To have s*x for once with a special person.
Drawing his hand from her face, he deepened the kiss, licking her lips apart so he could plunder unrestricted. His first priority was to fully appreciate the sensation of her silk - clad body, all soft womanly curves, trapped and yielding beneath him.
Sensual gratification was a wondrous thing.
He let his mind absorb the impact of her lush breasts, soft stomach, rounded hips, and long slender legs. Only then did he set his hand moving again, deliberately tracing her selfsame curves.
The muted scream she gave was music to his ears.
She offered herself to him in flagrant invitations.
He tormented her some more.
He was hot she could feel the heat of him wherever they touched. His clothes muted the sensation; if they were removed, his skin will scald her.
The thought made her shiver; his rotating thumbs pressed deeper and she shuddered, and then gasped. Her body arched, offering. Her breathing stopped, and then started on a fractured, shuddering, almost silent moans.
Her lips were swollen from his kisses.
His finger loosened her lace; He finally settled for: His hand rising to tug the tiny puffed sleeves of her grown down.
When Ezra drew her chemise from her, she was ready to let it go. She was a- simmer, her skin heated and skittering, aching for his touch. When it came, bare hand to bare skin, she gasped and held him closer. Their lips met as his hand roamed.
Naked on the satin coverlet, her hair loose, a silk pillow about her head, she wantonly let him touch her--- as he would, where he would. "Hmm." She moans letting him know she really wants his touch on her skin.
She parted her thighs and let him stroke her, probe her, tease her. Until her body ached with urgent longing. "If you want me then say the magic word." He whispered in her ear as he licked her stomach with his tongue. Moving down to her clit. She moans again and whispered. "I want you... Now.....than ever."
A mass of overheated skin and straining overstretched nerves_ of slick heat fueled by some inner furnace his relentless caresses ignited. He left her only briefly; when he returned, she'd regained enough wit to register his nakedness. He was way too hot that she couldn't believe she was sitting in front of a naked guy.
Lowering his body directly upon hers, nursing her parted thighs wider so his hips settled between.
He felt as hot as the sun, and as loaded with primal energy.
Pressing beneath her, his hands slid down the long planes of her back, down over her hips, then fastened, his grip firm and strong, fingers sinking into the softness of her bottom. Again, he lifted her, tilted her. This time when he rocked, he pressed into her.
She tried to gasped but couldn't; She was trapped within his kisses, held immobile with his hands _ and relentlessly inch by steady inch, he claimed her
She gave herself to him___ opened her arms and held him tight, opened her body and let him come in
She was his for that night.
They fell asleep.
She left without saying goodbye.
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