Insatiable (UNDERGOING REWRITES)

Chapter 30 : Caleb Ryan

When I tried to lift myself up, wanting to repay Ezra the favor for making me come, he just pushed me back down on the bed. His hand firm and strong against my chest. He went to untie the silk rope from my wrists before trailing a hand up to my neck.

"It'll be enough for me just to be inside you," Ezra practically groaned at, as if imaging just what that would entail. "But only if you let me."

I pushed myself up to lean on my elbows, the motion getting caught in my peripheral vision from above. I tried to ignore it, but I couldn't when I could see the expanse of Ezra's back, all the muscles that rippled there at his every movement. It was distraction enough that set me moving to run my hands over his back, feeling against his smooth skin. Ezra sighed against my skin. I watched as he lowered himself against me, his large body resting atop my smaller one. I could tell he tried not to put his full weight against me, but I didn't care. Not as I even watched his butt, round and definitely more firm than mine flex as he bent his legs. I dared to run my hands farther down, over his cheeks which just pulled a chuckle from Ezra.

"I'm taking that as a yes, you still want me."

I pulled back to look Ezra in the eyes. "Of course I still want you. I was the one that initiated all this, remember?"

Ezra smirked. "Oh, yes. I remember. And very thankful for that."

"Why? Would you have not made a move?"

Ezra shifted, moving so he was half lying on the bed next to me, half on my body as he propped himself on an elbow. "I honestly don't know. I was still trying to figure everything out. What I was feeling for you...it was actually quite foreign to me."

"You mean being with a guy, or...?"

Ezra gave me a reassuring smile, his fingers combing through my curls. "All of it. I've never been with a man before, never really had the desire until you. And then there were feelings that came with that desire of wanting to be with you."

I stared at Ezra, trying to fit his words with everything else that I knew about him, that had happened between us. At least that I could remember. But it was hard too. There were just so many missing pieces. Though for some reason, looking at Ezra, everything about him right now warm and inviting, what had just conspired against us...I had no doubt that he would tell me anything I wanted to know.

Ezra seemed to realize what was happening through my head, because he lowered his lips to mine, giving me a long and sensual kiss before pulled away, his hand still in my hair.

"Are you clean?" He dared ask. I nodded, not even able to remember the last time I had sex. Months, at least.

"You're still wearing a condom, though," I said, making sure my seriousness was conveyed in my eyes. Ezra just continued to look at me. "You just fucked that woman, and how do I know you haven't fucked others?"

This was dangerous territory. To delve into this, while everything was going okay, going great. Such dangerous territory.

"I didn't fuck her." The words seemed to fill the room, fill that teetering silence as we continued to just stare at each other.

"Yes, you did. I heard you. I saw you."

Ezra was shaking his head. "No. You saw her trying to seduce me, probably would have gone as far as try to rape me. But I did not sleep with her. And I haven't slept with anyone else. Not since..."

He trailed off, his throat bobbing like he was swallowing hard.

"Not since what?" My voice sounded so small, so full of something I did not want to name.