Our Flame

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I ignore the slight pain in between my legs as I turn in bed. Last night was simply amazing, rough in the best way but sweet too.

I look over at Ezra, who's looking back at me. "When was the last time you had sex, before me?" I wonder. Ezra pushes the hair from my face, "Like ten months ago."

"Seriously?" I say, Ezra looks at me with a confused expression."But you're you." I furrow my eyebrows.

"And what does that mean?" Ezra wonders. "You're very beautiful so I thought you'd have a lot of sex." My shoulders shrug.

"Beautiful." Ezra smirks. "I use to, one girl changed my whole perspective on it." He continues to stare at me. I peck his lips.

"When was the last time?" He asks the same question. "Three- Four, months ago." I estimate. "With?" Ezra mumbles.

"A girl named, Tessa." I speak. "Don't be jealous Ezra?" I whisper. "You're the first man I've been with."

"And the last." He grumbles. I smile, "What did you say?" I act as if I didn't hear him. Instead of a worded response, Ezra kisses me.

I'd happily spend a long period of time with Ezra- besides if he ever met someone else, I think I'd become one of those crazy arsonists.

I climb into his lap continuing the kiss, one thin sheet separating us. One thin sheet stopping me from feeling him again.

My mind rushes back to last night, the way it felt to have him inside of me. "I need a shower." I pull away from the kiss.

"Are you excited?" Ezra questions. "Yes, I can't wait to shower." I skeptically respond. He rolls his eyes. "To see your brothers." Ezra explains.

My feet lead me to the bathroom, Ezra close behind."I kinda' forgot about that. Is that bad?" I admit. "You've been busy." Ezra stares at me. I chuckle, "Very busy."

"Shower with me?" I tilt my head.

**

"My family hates my driving." I smile at Ezra as I drive with the windows down. "And I have no clue why." I swerve into a different lane.

"I think I know why, this is making me nauseous."

My head turns to him, "Please focus on the road." He mumbles. I laugh, "I am focused." As I finish my statement, I realize how much I laugh with Ezra.

It's not that my family isn't funny or they don't make me happy because it's quite the opposite. But with Ezra everything is funny- everything is light.

I pull over at the thought. No matter how many promises Ezra and I have made to each other, I can't help but think about the distance. The lack of pictures with each other, the lack of time we've spent together.

"Distance isn't going to change anything." Ezra reads my mind. I look over at him, "You'll be lucky if I can stay away from you."

I smile, moving over to kiss Ezra. It's not that I don't trust Ezra and I's relationship, it's the fact that I've never felt anything like this before.