Falling For EZ

You Heard?

The two of you slept for a few hours, before waking up and fucking again. You couldn't keep your hands off him. You were catching your breath from another round of incredible sex when there was a knock on the door. EZ grabbed his boxer briefs and pulled them on, before making sure you were covered. He stepped over to the door and opened it a little. You could hear Angel talking to him, but couldn't hear what they were saying. EZ leaned back in and looked at you.

"Tasha needs you. She said Gen called and there is a boyfriend situation."

"Fuck. Ok. Can you have Angel let Tasha know I'll meet her at my car in a few minutes?"

He nodded and turned back to Angel. A few seconds later, he pulled the door shut. You sat up and looked around for your clothes. You could tell EZ wanted to ask about the boyfriend situation, but he was trying not to pry.

"Gen's boyfriend is a douche. At least once a month, he does something super shitty that leaves her feeling horrible about herself. They were supposed to have a date last night. He must've been a dick again."

"That's fucked up. Sorry you have to deal with that."

"We've been trying to get her to dump him for ages, but he always apologizes and she forgives him."

"Sorry, bebita. Hey, give me your phone. I'm not letting you leave without getting your number this time."

You chuckled and handed him your phone. He texted himself, then saved his contact info in your phone. When he handed it back, you saw that he had his name set as Super Hottie. You smiled at that, then stretched up on your toes to kiss him. He slid his fingers into your hair, tilted your head slightly and kissed you deeply. When you pulled back, you were practically seeing stars.

"Fuck, Ezekiel. You make it hard to leave."

"You make it hard too, cariño," he said with a wink as he brought your hand down to brush against his hard cock.

You moaned, leaned up to kiss him one more time, and turned toward the door.

"Leaving. I'm leaving. Gotta get out of here before I make you bend me over the table. Bye, EZ. Call me." You opened the door and stepped outside. EZ was pulling on his pants, and quickly stepped out behind you.

"Come on, sweetheart, I'll walk you to your car."

You nodded and he reached down to grasp your hand. The two of you walked out the gate and to your car. Tasha was leaning against the passenger side, talking to Angel.

She lifted onto her toes and kissed him, before he winked at her and walked away. You turned toward EZ, and wrapped your hand around the back of his neck, pulling him toward you. His hands gripped your hips, as you whispered in his ear.

"Thanks for the ride, baby." You nipped his ear, and pressed a kiss to his lips. He smiled at you, and reached down to open your door. As you bent down to put your purse in, he smacked your ass playfully. You squealed and spun on your heel. He winked, stole another kiss and turned to walk back through the gate.

Once you were in your car and headed to Gen's, Tasha turned to look at you.

"So..."

"What?"

"It sounded like you had a lot of fun with EZ. Well, at least the orgasms that we heard."

"What!? Y'all heard me?"

"Oh yeah. Loud and clear."

You blushed and chuckled as you heard that.

"So, how many?"

"15."

"No fucking way. Angel needs to step up his game. Fuck."

"How was that?"

"So fucking good. He got me off 4 times."

"Just the once?"

"Yeah. We didn't even head into his dorm until 2ish."

You nodded.

"So, 15. That's insane."

You chuckled. "Yeah, but that was spread out. 6 the first time, 5 the second and 4 the third."

"Three times?! Holy shit girl. How are you still walking."

You laughed at that, before just shaking your head. The two of you stopped at your shop to grab coffees for everyone. You didn't work Saturdays usually, but the shop opens at 5am. It was only 7am now, but after such a busy night, you needed caffeine.

"So, EZ seems nice."

"Yeah, he is. I told him that I'm just recently single. We are gonna just see where it goes. Not what I was expecting when I brought him home last week, but no complaints here."

"Good. I'm glad you aren't closing yourself off."

"He's super easy to talk to. The sex is incredible, but I don't think I could even do friends with benefits if I couldn't talk to him."

The two of you continued to chat as you drove the rest of the way to Gen's. You weren't even all of the way out of the car before she was collapsing in your arms, sobbing.

After calming her down and getting some coffee in her, you found out that they got in a fight last night and he walked out. He texted this morning and told her he was done. As relieved as you were that he was out of the picture, you were hurting for your friend. So, instead of gossiping about EZ like you'd originally expected to do with your friends, you all got wine drunk before noon and watched sad movies while eating ice cream and pizza.

At about 6pm, you got a text.

Hey, bebita, wanted to check in. How's your friend?

Not great. Her douchebag bf broke up with her. So, we've been drinking wine since 8am while eating pizza and ice cream, and watching sad movies.

Sorry to hear that. I bet you are adorable when you are wine drunk, though.

I'm always adorable. But also, yes.

Btw, Tasha says Angel needs to step up his game. Apparently we weren't very quiet, and the whole party heard at least 6 of my orgasms last night.

Shit, querida. I'm not sure if I should apologize or be proud.

Maybe apologize to Angel for making him look bad, and be proud that you got me off 15 times last night.

Fuck, bebita. 15?

15 mind-blowing orgasms. Thank you for that.

My pleasure, sweetheart. Hopefully a pleasure I get to have again soon. Maybe we can go out tomorrow?

Sounds great.

We are having a sleepover at Gen's tonight, and I'm sure we will be consuming copious amounts of alcohol between now and sunrise. So, if you get any drunk texts, I apologize in advance.

I'll text you tomorrow to set up a time. Have fun getting sloppy drunk and texting me. If you need anything, call me. Seriously.

I will.

Goodnight, cariño.

Goodnight, Super Hottie

After you stopped texting, EZ went to find Angel.

"Hey, pendejo, were you just not going to tell me that everyone heard me fucking y/n?"

"I'd have told you eventually."

"Well, I won't be an asshole, so I'll tell you now. Tasha says you need to step up your game. Apparently, I'm making everyone look bad because I get my girl off so much. Sorry, dude."

"Fuck off. She did not say that."

"Definitely did. Sorry, bro."

Angel just stared at him as EZ laughed and walked away.