"I said that I wanted to go to my dorm. I never said shit about your house." I refuse to get out of the car. We've been at the house for a little over ten minutes now just sitting in the car. I refuse to go in there after the way that he treated me. Like I'm one of his fucking goons. "You don't hold a finger up at me telling me to be quite like a fucking dog. I'm not one of your fucking people you have at your beck and call. Take me to my dorm." I groan.
"Get in the house and we can talk about this." Ezra replies. When we pulled up he noticed I wasn't moving after the driver opened the door. He instructed the man to close the door and we've been sitting here ever since.
"Take me to my dorm." I spat out. "I do not want to talk to you right now. You do not get to talk to me like that." Looking over at Ezra, I see that his eyes drift down. He sighs and gets out of the car. Hopefully, he's telling the driver to take me to the dorm. It's around four in the morning. I still have to go to the store and get some press-ons and hair rollers to do my hair for graduation. I don't have time for this. I just want to go to the dorm.
The door to my right rips open and the next thing I know, I'm hanging over Ezra's shoulder being carried into the house.
"You know what?" I ask rhetorically, not waiting for him to reply before I go on. "Fine you want me in the house, I'll go. Put me down." I sigh as we cross the threshold.
Ezra puts me down and I take off walking up the stairs. I could hear him behind me stomping up the stairs.
I grab a tank top and some shorts from the drawer and head towards the bathroom.
"It's fine I'll wait right here." Ezra huffs out just as I shut the door.
By the time I shower and put on my clothes, a yawn finds its way to my lips.
"I'm exhausted." I sigh to myself. I get my test results in an hour or two and then I'll truly be able to rest.
"You should be dressed by now. Come to bed." I hear Ezra call from the other side of the door.
Walking out of the bathroom, I can see Ezra has already changed and got into bed.
"Oh, now you don't wanna talk." I sigh as I climb into the bed next to him.
"Go to bed." He groans, placing his arm around my waist.
"I am." I turn and squint my eyes at him. Ezra pulls me over into his chest so that my back is resting against his front.
Erza's arm slides back a little and his hand slowly slides into the waistband of my shorts.
"What do you think you're doing?" I asked pushing his arm away from me.
"I'm not doing anything." He places a peck to the back of my head before moving to my ear. "I just wanted to warm you up." He whispers in my ear. His hand slides back around my waist and cuffs me between my legs. "I didn't think that you minded last time too much. I never did get a chance to finish." He tugs on my earlobe with his teeth before moving to place kisses on my jaw line.
"Ezra this is not the time for this. I have stuff to do in the morning." I grunt out. I cannot lie and say that I'm not turned on right now. But I have to remember that I'm mad at him right now. The thought of his mouth on me makes me shutter. The way he nibbles on my nipples, flicking his tongue back and forward, makes me want to give in. Come on Summer. Do not let this devil tempt you.
"Move Ezra. I have a lot to do tomorrow I am not in the mood for this right now." Isigh out, trying to roll over out of his grip.
"You say that and yet your body is saying something else." He laughs. "Your pussy is fucking dripping through your panties." He whispers into my ear. "Just let me have a taste of my summer sunshine." He groans, sliding his hand into the waistband of my panties. "Spread those pretty legs for me babygirl." He grunts out.
Without a second thought, my legs spread open. Ezra rolls me on my back and pushes the covers from around us. He moves from the side of me and hovers over me, smirking down at me.
"Breathe baby. I'm not going to bite you." He laughs, lowering himself so that his lips are hovering just over mine. "Hard." He chuckles, closing the gap between us. He kisses me so roughfully, like he's marking me as his. My hands find themselves slowly traveling down his torso before it reaches his waistband.
"I love it when you're handsy with me." He grunts into my mouth. I could feel his penis poking me. His tongue slides down my neck stopping occasionally to suck and nibble on my neck a little.
"Ez-." My voice quivers and trails off as a moan is released from my mouth. He shoves my shirt up so that it's bunched around my neck. His tongue trails it's way to my right breast.
"See what happens when you let me take care of you?" Ezra ask just before spitting onto my nipple and sucking it right off and doing the same to the left breast. A loud moan leaves my mouth without me realizing.
Ezra's phone rings on the other side of the room but he pays no attention to it and continues his travels down south. He places all over me. His phone finally stops ringing and now the only sound in the room is my frantic panting.
Just as he reaches my navel, he sits up and stares down at me. My body feels like it's on fire. I want him to touch me but I refuse to beg.
"I'm sorry, I need to see who just called." He sighs before getting out of the bed.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me." I groan. Sitting up, my eyes follow him while as he puts the phone to his ear. I pull my shirt down and turn over facing the wall again.
"Repeat yourself one more fucking time." He says walking out of the bedroom door, closing it behind him.
YOU ARE READING
Taken
Romance"Summer." A bang sounds at the door across from where I'm sitting. "Open this fucking door." Ezra growls. The vibrations of his hands making contact with the door startles me, causing me to jump in my own skin. Closing my eyes, I push myself back so...
