Page 37 of Waves

“Close the door,” Ezra said between kisses.

I shoved the door closed without looking and scooped Ezra up into my arms. His thighs clamped onto my waist before I gently dropped him onto his bed. He popped right back up as if on a spring and peeled my wet underwear down my hips.

Ezra always moved so fluidly, to the point he made it seem effortless. He was just so alluring and attractive and... unlike anyone I had ever seen. Something about him called to me, and when with him, it was as if I were humming along to a tune I didn’t even know I knew. And the way he danced with me made me think he felt the same familiarity I did.

I climbed into the bed with him, pulling the last of his wet clothes down his thighs while he kissed me. When I leaned into him, he toppled me onto my back and sat on me, same as earlier. I didn’t know what got into him, but I suspected he’d planned every detail of this moment during my absence.

Ezra pulled away for a moment and reached behind me while he slapped around in his bedside drawer. I couldn’t see him retrieve anything, but he kept his hand behind his back.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Stretching,” Ezra said with a soft sigh.

“Why?”

“So it doesn’t hurt,” he said with the same breathy voice.

“If it’s going to hurt, don’t do it,” I grumbled.

“It’s fine.”

I heard that line before, and I didn’t like it then, either. Ezra yelped out a laugh once he looked down at me. I must have been visibly fretting again.

“I promise I’ll say something if I’m not.”

“You better,” I muttered.

Ezra shook his head and grinned, but I was serious. I certainly couldn’t enjoy myself if I even suspected he was uncomfortable.

He leaned forward again, this time returning with a foil square. He shredded the packet open with his teeth and rolled a sleeve down my hard shaft.

“Much safer and easier cleanup. Take my word for it.”

Okay... I very well would not argue. Though still not entirely sure I was on board with this, Ezra clearly had a good handle on the situation and so long as he remained enthusiastic, I would be, too. He kissed me one more time before he leaned back, but I set a hand on his thigh to stop him. “Wait, just wait,” I panted.

Ezra stopped mid-movement and cocked his head. “Don’t tell me you want to trade places.”

I shook my head at him.

“Change position?”

Pushing myself up on my elbows, I shook my head once more while I tried to put my thoughts into words.

“What, then?”

Cupping his face, I brought his mouth to mine. I knew exactly how I felt about him. I had known for quite some time, and only grew in certainty the more time I spent in his company. My heart threatened to burst from my chest when I held his face and pulled away to take another gulp of air. “I should have told you last time, but... I care so much for you, and I wanted to tell you before and not after.”

Ezra’s bright eyes smiled as much as his lips when he brought his forehead to mine. “I’m pretty sure I’ve got it bad for you, too.”

When Ezra moved forward and kissed me, he sent me back down into the mattress then slowly settled himself on top of me. I gasped the moment his body started to give and at the pleasant heat once he slid all the way down with me in him. The muscles of his perfectly sculpted frame clenched onto me when he sat up straighter. Peeling one of my hands off his hip, he placed it between his legs instead. No further instruction necessary there. Ezra pushed into my fist as he rocked against me and sighed. If I didn’t know any better, I would say he was enjoying this.

“Does it really feel that good?” I asked with a smile, stroking my hand down his length in hopes of at least making it bearable.

“Yes,” he said, the last letter dragging into a hiss. He rolled his hips again and watched me with a hungry smile. “Doesn’t it feel good for you?”

Well, yes, it very much did, but I couldn’t choke out a response the more he moved. About half of a ‘yes’ formed before I got cut off by panting. My hand dripped with his fluids, so every slick stroke of my fist stayed slippery. I really didn’t think it could get much better until he started moving faster. Every motion he made sent shivers of pleasure through me until I quite literally twitched beneath him while my stomach spasmed. I couldn’t hold back the soft moans from escaping and stroked him faster.

“That’s it,” Ezra purred while he leaned forward, resting a hand on my chest to brace himself. “Just let me take care of you.”