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I groan loudly, gripping onto the sides of the tub for dear life. It is the only barrier between my control and rushing over to fuck her senseless.
“You aren’t going to break me, Alana,” I say firmly, trying to convince myself more than her, I believe.
She finally picks it up, slipping it around herself. “The night is still young, and so am I. I can do this all night. You, I am not so sure about, old man.” I love how she teases me, and relish her sass and fire.
“I AM NOT OLD!” I call after her, chuckling.
I remove the plug, letting the water disappear I climb out. I sort myself out hurriedly and eagerly follow her. Alana is propped on the bottom of my bed, drying herself off.
“Hey, handsome,” she coos, pretending to be all sweet.
I cock my brow at her, folding my arms over my chest. “Oh, no, you don’t. Don’t act all sweet after insulting me. I have never heard you complain about my stamina levels before.”
Alana gets off the bed, like a temptress she comes to me, swaying her hips as she walks the distance. She comes to a halt in front of me and rests her hand on my chest. “Mmm, no, I don’t have one single complaint,” she purrs.
“That’s what I thought, sweetness. Now go change because we need to eat, and you have to study.” I take a step back from her, shooing her off.
Alana rolls her eyes. “Fine! You are no fun,” she protests but does what I tell her.
She has no idea how much I am going to tease her tonight.
I’ve been puttingin my best work for the last couple of hours, but Ezra isn’t taking the bait, much to my frustration. I didn’t think he would be able to resist me for this long. He has been teasing me constantly. Touching me any opportunity he can, giving me a distinctive look, which he always gives me when he wants sex. Stealing kisses whenever I am close and taking any chance to turn things sexual when he speaks to me, but not taking it any further. He is driving me fucking crazy.
I am trying to concentrate on my studying, but it isn’t an easy thing to do. I am on the floor with my things spread out. Ezra is sitting on the sofa, shirtless in grey sweatpants, messing around on his laptop, looking too damn sexy for his own good. He is a distraction. I find myself watching him, chewing on the bottom of my pen. I have never been so attracted to someone the way I am with him.
“Alana, you are staring.” He chuckles, glancing over the top of his laptop at me.
My tongue darts out of my mouth. “I can’t help it! You look damn sexy sitting there,” I breathe out.
“Do you want me to leave the room so you can concentrate?” He chuckles.
I shake my head. Setting my things down, I crawl over to the sofa and kneel in front of him. “No, I want you to stay right here.” I run my hands up his legs.
He closes his laptop and sets it next to him on the sofa. “Can I help you, sweetness?” He smirks.
I brush my hand over his crotch through his joggers. “I was hoping I could help you?” I bite my lower lip between my teeth, making eye contact with him.
Ezra swallows hard. “And how do you plan on doing that?”
He knows fine well how I am going to do it, but I will play along. I reach up, kissing his chest and down his stomach.
“I am thinking I will remove your sweatpants and take your cock in my mouth,” I purr, slipping my hands under the waistband and trailing my fingers down his sexy V line.
Ezra gasps as he grips the sofa. It is one of his sweet spots. It always drives him wild anytime I touch or kiss him there.
“Fuck, yes, please,” he growls, jerking his hips.
I hook the material of his pants, and he lifts his ass from the sofa, allowing me to remove them. I yank them down quickly and let it drop to the floor. I stroke his cock, which is almost standing at full attention. I dip my head down, flicking my tongue over the tip in a circular motion. He moans, entangling his fingers in my hair. I wrap my mouth around the tip, sucking him before slowly inching him in.
I glance up. His head is back, and his eyes are closed. I smirk because I have finally broken him. He is entirely at my mercy now. I concentrate on what I am supposed to be doing. I work my lips along him, taking as much as possible into my mouth until he hits the back of my throat. The second he does, he growls loudly, holding my hair tighter with his fingers, using it to help guide me.
I swat his hand away because I don’t need assistance, and we are going at my pace, not his. He groans in frustration but gets the hint. I giggle against him, sending vibrations through his cock, which causes his hips to jerk again. I slowly take him out of my mouth, then run my tongue from the base to the tip, tasting his pre-cum before finally taking him back in my mouth.
“Fuck, Alana, your mouth is incredible,” he pants.
I always love how he responds to me when I pleasure him. I get a thrill from knowing he enjoys it. He always tells me how good I am at it, which also helps with my confidence.
I hold onto his thighs, picking up my speed and happily continue.
