Chapter 48

Chapter Forty-Eight

W ithout thinking about it, I lean over and kiss him softly. Ezra returns it and puts a hand on my cheek. Our tongues meet, and the heat shoots between my legs, quickening my pulse.

But as our kiss intensifies, Ezra slowly pulls away and smiles wickedly at me.

“Is that it for the getting-to-know-you lesson?” he jokes, taking another sip.

“I’m getting to know you, bit by bit,” I reply, grabbing him by the collar and pulling him back toward me.

Grinning, his lips meet mine again, and we pick up where we left off. I don’t want to talk or ask any more questions now. He makes me laugh because I know everything I need to know about Ezra. I feel good, free, desirable, and incredibly sexy by his side as if I could hold my own next to all his young sexual partners. After all, he has prepared this date for me and not for one of them. But suddenly, something pops into my head at the thought, and I breathlessly interrupt our kiss.

“So we’re going to keep talking after all?” he asks, panting, already wanting to grab the back of my neck again to pull me back to his lips.

I release myself from his grip because this one question is burning under my nails.

"Wait… How many of your lovers have you brought here?" I ask, hoping for an honest answer.

Ezra furrows his brows in confusion before a gentle smile crosses his face. He shakes his head slowly.

"None. The last time we were here, I just wanted to take you somewhere you could think and breathe. I used to come here a lot when I was younger. After a fight with my dad or when I was just angry at life, this place helped me calm down and think clearly. Looking out over the distance from up here gave me perspective. Now, it feels like our place. Sorry if I gave you the wrong impression, but in my defense, you did start kissing me," he finishes with a mischievous grin.

For a moment, I feel stupid for insinuating anything.

“You don’t have to apologize. You’re… perfect. This is perfect. Thank you. I was wondering… All these young girls… I don’t understand what you want from me when you… have them…”

But that’s as far as I get because Ezra suddenly grabs me by the back of my neck as he mumbles against my lips, “Shut your sexy mouth and come here,” before kissing me with a passion that says more than words ever could. Wow!

His tongue pushes possessively into my mouth and plays with mine so that I can’t help the heat that spreads through me. The tingling in my middle is also getting so intense that it gradually robs me of my last nerve. I feel his rough hands over my dress on my breasts and how he massages them, making me gasp against his mouth. Just as I’m about to unbutton his shirt, a drop hits my cheek, followed by another, and then another.

We pull away from the kiss, both looking up just in time to see the clouds have gathered into a dark front. Suddenly, the sky opens up, and we're drenched within seconds. Ezra jumps off the hood, and I do the same, sprinting to the driver's side to get in quickly. He grabs the basket with the food and bottle before diving into the passenger seat beside me. As soon as the doors close and we catch each other's eyes, we burst into laughter.

“This isn’t what I had in mind,” he laughs and runs his fingers through his soaking-wet hair.

His white shirt is now see-through; I can see every bulge and tattoo underneath. I swallow deeply. If I thought he looked hot in that shirt before, it’s nothing compared to how he looks now. Holy…

“What did you have in mind?” I follow up with a dry mouth, trying not to stare too hard at his abs, which are presented to me in all their glory, literally begging me to trace them.

Ezra grins rakishly again before he puts the basket on the back seat, moves his seat back, and then pats his lap.

“Come here, Beauty. I’ll show you,” he replies with this incredibly erotic undertone that immediately gets under my skin.

I follow his instructions and climb onto his lap. His pants are also completely soaked, just like all our clothes.

Ezra’s lips meet the corner of my mouth, and he slips his leather jacket off my shoulders so it falls into the footwell. His lips wander over my neck and up to my ear. Goose bumps spread across my body, running through me like one of the bright flashes of lightning that split the sky above us.

“You have no idea how beautiful you are, do you? How perfect. How incredibly hot and sexy. Fuck, Beauty… What do I want with any girl when I can have you?” he murmurs in my ear before he reaches my neck and kisses me again with such passion that my breath catches.

My fingers hastily find the buttons of his shirt. I need to feel his warm skin now. Working my way further down, button by button, I push the thin fabric aside with my hands. I break away from his lips to kiss my way down his prominent chin and over his neck to his toned chest. His tanned skin feels so good under my lips, and his scent intoxicates me as he caresses my upper body.

Meanwhile, Ezra has pulled down the thin straps of my cocktail dress and is in the process of freeing me from my strapless bra to expose my breasts. Gasping, I throw my head back as his teeth nibble delicately on my erect nipples.

Impatiently, I reach for his pants and undo the first few buttons until I can slide my hand under his waistband and into his boxers. His cock is already hard and immediately twitches violently in my hand.

“Fuck!” he growls before biting my nipple, making me groan hoarsely. “Fuck me, Beauty!” he orders me breathlessly.

Ezra moves the seat back and impatiently tugs his pants down, gathers my dress, and then pushes my panties aside before I feel his velvety tip against my wetness.

“Show me how much you want me,” he murmurs into my neck in a dark voice before biting down and wrapping his arms around me.

Panting, I nestle against his broad chest and slowly lower myself onto his cock while he plays with my nipples, twirling them between his fingers, sometimes harder, sometimes softer. Moaning, I sit down on his length bit by bit until he is sheathed completely inside me and hits my sweet spot perfectly in this position.

“God!” I gasp, clawing at the back of his seat.

The windows steam up, and the rain is pouring down on the car.

I stay on top of him for a moment, enjoying feeling him so deep inside me again, before I slowly start moving, making him growl darkly at my sensitive nipples before he gently bites it. Ezra’s roughness during sex is driving me crazy, giving me something I didn’t even know I needed.

“Fuck my brains out, Beauty!” he growls and grabs both my breasts with a firm grip, making me whimper.

I immediately do as he asks and move quickly on top of him. I settle down on his hardness more urgently and feel the tingling inside me increase by the second. One of his hands moves between my thighs and further through my wet folds. When he parts them, I moan loudly and immediately speed up a little.

The whole car is shaking, and the windows are completely steamed up. Anyone driving past us knows what’s happening here, even without seeing us. But I couldn’t care less. This is exactly what I want—what I need ! And it’s Ezra who gives it to me.

Our moans get louder, meeting the deafening noise of the heavy rainfall. It smells like dirty sex, and it is. So dirty and hot that I can barely control myself and scream with pleasure as Ezra thrusts himself hard and deep into me. He matches my movements, and we complement each other so well that we drive each other further and further into madness until the longed-for jump off the cliff is inevitable.

“Come for me, baby. Now!” moans Ezra, straightening up and biting my nipple again as he pinches my clit hard, making me cry out in excitement and I explode as pain and pleasure mix.

Moaning loudly, I let my forehead fall against his shoulder as the orgasm crashes over me and sweeps me away so much that, for a moment, I notice nothing around me. It’s only when I feel one last powerful thrust and Ezra claws firmly into my chest, growling darkly as he spills himself into me, that I come back to reality.

Panting, I brace myself against his chest as Ezra beds his sweaty forehead in the crook of my neck, and we both try to catch our breath, his cock still pulsing so deliciously inside me I don’t want him to pull out of me at all.

His soft lips leave a wet trail of kisses across my collarbone, up to my neck. I lean back and enjoy his tender kisses on my heated skin, as well as his delicate caresses on my breasts. As rough as he sometimes is during sex, he is also tender and loving. Ezra balances this perfectly.

“I could fuck you all night, and I still wouldn’t get enough of you, Beauty. My cock is still so hard…” he mumbles and thrusts into me again, making me moan once more, and I close my eyes with pleasure to enjoy the feeling of being filled by him even more.

His hand, which had just been on my breast, moves to my damp mane, and he wraps it around his fist to maneuver me back to his lips so that he can kiss me. The pull on my scalp paired with the delicate caresses on my clit are such opposites that my whole body trembles. I can feel his cock twitching inside me, and I want him to take me as hard and deep as he did last night in his bed.

As hard as he pushes himself into me, he touches my folds as light as a feather without parting them. He drives me completely crazy with this game of hard and soft so that the next orgasm I’m craving is already building up inside me again.

“Don’t come. Hold it back,” he murmurs, licking over my neck as he thrusts himself deep inside me repeatedly.

“God… Ezra!” I plead, unable to take it anymore.

How can he bring me to ecstasy so quickly? I’ve only just come, and I’m already on fire for him again, begging to be allowed to come again.

“Wait, Beauty!” he growls and pulls even harder on my hair so that I whimper, and a loud moan erupts from me as the next powerful thrust follows.

“Massage your breasts and imagine they’re my hands,” he orders me as his fingers continue to torture me with their delicate touches.

I adapt to his movements so that I ride him faster and harder while he penetrates me. I follow his command and massage my breasts as firmly as he would, which elicits another gasping sound from me, and the wave of arousal continues to build up inside me.

The violent pulsing of his cock inside me doesn’t make it any better and only ensures that the desire to be allowed to come for him once more spreads through me more and more.

“Oh God, Ezra! I… please!” I moan, barely able to hold back the orgasm.

“Not yet,” he whispers as if it’s a precious secret that only he and I may know.

Panting, I claw at my breasts to give my lust some kind of outlet as I continue to adjust to his movements. My pussy is already sore and throbbing so hard it hurts, and yet it feels so intoxicatingly good that I don’t know how I’ll ever go without it again.

When his fingers part my folds, and he barely touches my clit, I can’t hold back the orgasm, convulsing me.

“Naughty girl,” he growls into my ear and nibbles on it as he continues to thrust into me until he comes again. “I’m going to punish you for that next time, and I’m going to enjoy doing it,” he murmurs when his breathing calms down.

Goosebumps accompany his words and trickle down my spine. This man controls me in a way that I can’t understand. But I don’t care because what he’s doing feels far too good to me.

Exhausted, I let myself fall against his naked chest and lean my forehead against his shoulder while I close my eyes. After a long moment, however, I detach myself from him and climb back onto my seat, as I can already feel his cock throbbing inside me again . How can a man have such stamina? Incredible.

I straighten my clothes, which are still wet and clinging to me. The rain has stopped, and night has already fallen. When I look at the clock in his car, I’m shocked that it’s already close to midnight.

“I guess you must get home before your carriage turns back, huh? Then Cinderella will have to leave me another piece of clothing so that your prince can find you again and wait for our next encounter,” he replies before grabbing me by the back of the neck and pulling me possessively to his lips.

Breathless, I pull away from his mouth a moment later and shake my head.

“Ezra, no. I can’t go around without panties again. My husband…”

“Won’t touch you again, right? We still had to sort that out,” Ezra adds with a grin, interrupting me.

I shake my head admonishingly, yet I can’t help but smile slightly because it’s nice to be wanted so much. It’s not a threat or an order like with Thomas. Ezra is not as possessive and jealous as my husband, which is refreshing and makes the whole thing uncomplicated between us.

“I have to go now,” I whisper against his lips before planting one last breathy kiss on him.

I don’t want to leave because I would love to spend the night with him. I would love to fall asleep in his arms and wake up the following day to him thrusting himself gently into me. God, what am I thinking? Wrong thoughts, Cora!

I disengage from him and lean back in my seat as I try to control my pulse and contain the constant longing tug between my thighs. My hormones, and especially my libido, go utterly crazy around him, and I can’t get enough of him.

“When will I see you again?” he wants to know as he pulls me back to his lips.

“I don’t know. June is coming home tomorrow…” I answer him, panting.

He nods knowingly before letting go of me for good.

“It was amazing. Thank you, Ezra,” I whisper with a smile and give him one last kiss on the cheek before he gets out of my car, grabs the basket from the back seat and his jacket from the footwell, and closes the door.

I start the engine, but before I drive off, I see him waving something in his hand. Only then do I realize that I’ve forgotten to put something on. My bra! You little bastard!

Ezra grins broadly at me and gives me another wink before disappearing the black bra into his back pocket, showing me I’m not getting it back. At least not now.

Shaking my head but still smiling, I leave the little bay.

I see him looking after me in the rear-view mirror, and longing pulsates in my chest, even though I know for a fact that I shouldn’t miss him already. Damn !