Good Morning

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He was on top of me kissing my neck... I could feel myself getting wetter by the second. Before I knew it his lips were between my hips, teasing my sex with his tongue. I bit my lip and gripped the sheets. His fingers, fucking me roughly, causing me to moan loudly and-

I woke up to an explosion of pleasure, causing me to shake uncontrollably. After I came down from my high I opened my eyes to see Ezra between my legs. "Good Morning." He smirked, licking his fingers. I couldn't help but smile softly and shake my head.

"You're crazy." I bit my lip slightly while smiling still. He moved to hover above me. "What time is it?"

"8 a.m."

"Shit. I'm gonna be late for work!" I said pushing him off me and moving to get dressed.

"Eve-"

"I'm gonna be so fucked if I'm not there and dressed-"

"Ever-"

"Oh my god I am so fucked!"

"Ever. It's Sunday." He said. I stopped dead in my tracks.

"No it's not..." I went to look at my phone. "Well shit." I sighed, he started chuckling to himself in the other room. "Ha ha very funny." I rolled my eyes.

"Shower?" He asked. I nodded and we moved to the bathroom and he turned on the shower before motioning for me to get in. I did and he followed, hugging me from behind. It was strange having someone else shower with you... the shower was the only place I have ever had to myself growing up. It was the only place my father would leave me be. Now someone was invading that space and it felt... suffocating. I trusted Ezra, but there was something about his body pressed against mine, that made me feel a sense of panic. "You okay?" He asked me. I didn't respond. I didn't want him to know that I was uncomfortable. I didn't want him to know I was more broken than he thought. "Everly?"

"Everly! I'm home!" My father called from downstairs. I was standing at my vanity putting foundation over the bruises on my shoulders and face. "Everly?" He asked. I saw him behind me, peering from the door. I wasn't wearing a shirt. I was just wearing a bra so I could reach all the bruises. He looked me over. I uncontrollably crossed my arms. "Going somewhere?" He asked.

"N-no Daddy." I lied. I had planned on going over to a friend of mine's house.

"What's with the makeup and fancy bra?" He asked.

"I just wanted to cover the bruises in case mom comes home tonight." I said moving to grab a long sleeve sweater.

"On the bed." He pointed. An ache appeared in my throat. I wanted to cry. I walked over to the bed. "Pants down, bend over." He ordered. I did as he asked and I heard him undo his belt. I flinched at the sound and before I knew it, his belt struck me. And again. And again. And again. Tears streamed down my face but I stayed silent until he was done. He eventually just went downstairs and I laid there crying. I moved to the bathroom and turned on the shower. I undressed and sat under the water, crying my eyes out. I stayed in there even when the water ran cold. I heard a knock on the door.

"Everly I'm home!" Mom said.

"I-I'll be out in a minute..." I said.

"Okay sweetie... dinner is on the table..."

I didn't move. I couldn't move. I couldn't bring myself to sit at the table. I couldn't bare sitting at the table looking at them.

"Everly?" Ezra was shaking me now. I looked up to him.

"What?"

"You Okay?"

"Yeah." I faked a smile. "I was just thinking about last night..." I lied. He nodded and kissed my forehead. "I should probably head home soon..." I sighed.

"Mm... okay..." he sighed. After actually washing up we got out and dried off.

"I still don't have anything clothes to wear." I laughed.

"Here I'll go pick you up an outfit. Just stay here." He said getting dressed.

"Nothing too sexy." I laughed and so did he before leaving. I walked around his house with a towel wrapped around me. Not too long after he left he came back in with a bag. I moved to look to see what he got. He had got a gray off the shoulder sweater and some leggings with fuzz on the inside. "Thank you." I kissed his cheek before going to get changed. I eventually come out dressed before grabbing everything I had brought to his house and moving to the door.

"No goodbye kiss?" He asked moving to me. Before I could respond his lips were on mine, I dropped everything and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back. He pressed me against the door, kissing me rougher. I moved a hand into his hair, tugging at the root. He bit my lip softly before kissing me again. His hands moved around my body, landing on my ass, squeezing it. I couldn't help but let out a soft moan. He kissed me once more, this one lasting longer. We slowly pulled away, our eyes meeting. "See you later?" He asked, smirking. I laughed, biting my lip slightly.

"See you later." I smiled. He backed up and I picked up my stuff and he opened the door. I kissed his cheek on my way out. He chuckled slightly and closed the door behind me after I left.

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