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“Good.” The phone line went dead.
I gripped my hand in my hand and groaned. This man could be so infuriating, and I wanted to scream or throw my phone, but I managed to stop myself. I finished getting all of the paperwork in one folder and closed it before pushing it aside. I’d gotten a good bit done, although not nearly as much as I should have.
I pulled my backpack on and walked out, stopping by Pierre.
“Out so soon?” He asked me.
“Well, I am off the clock.” I looked at my phone. “It’s five.”
“Lucky. I’ve got another hour.”
“Good luck,” I told him. “With work and Morgan.”
“I have better luck with work.”
“Bye, Pierre.”
“Bye, Quinn.”
I walked outside to the car, and Ezra was leaning against the passenger door. He looked up when he saw me and opened the door. He was staring at me passionately and I knew that this was going to happen. Nothing was going to be able to stop him, and I was perfectly fine with that. I wanted to be all that he was thinking about.
He grabbed me and kissed me, again, his tongue slipping into my mouth before he pulled away. “Are you ready for tonight?”
I was breathing a bit heavier, but I nodded anyway. “Yes.”
“Good.”
The car ride was quiet as we drove back to the house. I was burning up with the anticipation of being able to feel Ezra touch me, kiss me, lick me, bite me. I wanted all of him, and I had wanted all of him for a long time. This was finally happening, and there was nothing that I had ever wanted more. If I didn’t feel him, tonight, I didn’t know what I was going to do. I didn’t just want Ezra. I needed him.
Once we finally arrived at the house, he opened the door for me, and I realized that this was a habit to him. Regardless of the fact that he wasn’t the kind of guy to date, he had all of the qualities that a woman would want in a guy. How could he be so good at something that he didn’t do?
We walked inside together. I was looking around for a while, surprised when Paige didn’t come running towards us the way that she always did. And, speaking of which, I hadn’t seen Klaus’ car outside. Where were they?
“Where’s Paige?” I asked, almost hearing my echoes bounce in the quiet house.
“She’s with Klaus,” Ezra answered. “She’ll be spending the night with him.”
“Did you plan that out?” I asked even though I already knew the answer.
“Did you think that I wouldn’t take care of everything?”
“You are Ezra, right?”
“No more talking, Quinn.”
His hand gripped my chin, and he looked into my eyes. His blue eyes were so intense, so beautiful that I couldn’t believe it. I was waiting for him to make a move before I grew tired of waiting. Maybe, for once in his life, Ezra shouldn’t be the one who was in charge.
I kissed him, and it was the first time that I had ever done so. Usually, he was the one to instigate things, but it was my time to shine. My lips grew aggressive against his, and his hand gripped my waist while our tongues fought for dominance. I let out a little moan against his lips and thrust my hips against him.
Ezra grew tired of me being in charge, and he lifted me up, my legs instantly wrapping against his waist. He began walking me to his bedroom, our lips never parting, and I thought about the fact that this was going to be the first time that I had ever been in his bedroom. And I was so excited to see it.
Once we made it, he tossed me onto the bed, and I bounced up a little bit before settling. Ezra was quick to get on top of me, and our lips were back against each other, and he was quick to sit up and pull his shirt off. I couldn’t help but to look at his chest, my fingers trailing along his abdomen, his amazing abs.
“Do you like that?” He asked, and I quickly nodded my head, my fingers continuing to run along his body. I sat up and pressed my lips back against his. Our tongues tangled, and then I nipped at his bottom lip in a way that he always did to me. He groaned against me, obviously liking it.
Then Ezra pulled my shirt off, tossing it to the side, not that I cared. His eyes feasted upon my breasts before he raised an eyebrow at me. I nodded at him, giving him the permission that he needed to unclasp my bra.
When my breasts were loose, he didn’t waste time before wrapping his lips around one. I whimpered, as he nipped my breast before his tongue soothed the pain that he’d created. He began sucking relentlessly, making me claw into the sheets in an effort to not move. His mouth felt much better than it should have.
