When we got upstairs in the kitchen, he suddenly stopped and turned to face me. Ezra's eyes were torn with a mixture of excitement and worry. Was he rethinking taking me to his room with him?

"Are you sure you want to do this? You are extremely drunk and I don't want to pressure you into something you don't want to do." Ezra's voice was gentle as he ran his fingers over my cheek. "We can wait if you want to."

I swallowed and reached out nervously to run my hand over the bulge in his jeans. I was petrified about being with him. What if I didn't do it right or wasn't good enough? Did every girl worry about this as much as I did? I swallowed as I looked up at him, trying to find my confidence. My hand shook, betraying me.

"Are you nervous?" Ezra asked as he gently ran his hand over my cheek.

"A little. I haven't done this very much." I said. I felt like I had to be honest with him and hoped he wouldn't judge me for my lack of sexual prowess. I was worried he wouldn't like how I touched him or would laugh at me if I didn't know how to do something he might want me to do.

"You're grabbing my dick and I'm about to come in my jeans. You have nothing to worry about." He laughed.

I didn't have to say anything as I looked into his eyes and started to move my hand over him. He moaned and his eyes rolled back in his head. His mouth was on mine before I could even blink and he was devouring every inch of me. His tongue was hungrily dancing against mine. Ezra pulled away from me and I whimpered. I wanted his mouth on me and he was teasing me.

Ezra placed his hands on my shoulders and spun me around. He rubbed himself against me from behind and bent me over the countertop. He wrapped his hand in my braids and pulled back on my hair. I felt like I was going to combust. I wanted to scream out his name, but we were still too exposed here in the kitchen. We would need to stay quiet if we didn't want to get caught.

"Ezra, please." I begged.

I needed him.

The dark-haired boy laughed and smacked my ass before lifting me off the ground. I squealed with delight. He carried me over his shoulder up the stairs and into his room. Ezra pulled the door shut and locked it before placing me back down on the ground gently.

I crossed my arms over my chest as he walked over to flip on the little lamp on the table next to his bed. He smiled as he watched me fidgeting in the middle of the room.

I didn't know what to do next. 

Should I ask him what he wants me to do?

Ezra took off his shirt and my eyes watched as the muscles in his arms and chest shifted with the movement. I walked over and sat down on his bed, putting a little space between us until I could calm myself down.

My nerves had come back with a vengeance.

My eyes were locked on the tattoo just above Ezra's waistband. The music notes were playing with his every move towards me. Ezra took his hand and pushed his hair back and I looked up through my eyelashes at him. He stood in front of me and placed his thumb on my lips and I took it into my mouth. I nipped at his thumb tip before sucking and flicking my tongue over it at the same time.

"Fuck, Riley." He grabbed his cock with the other hand and groaned.

He removed his finger from my mouth and took a step back. I pulled the ties from my hair and undid the tight braids. I shook my hair out, letting the soft waves fall over my shoulders. I looked back up at him and he smiled at me, waiting for me to make another move.

I stood up in front of him and my hands shook as I unclasped my coveralls. I let them fall to the floor and kicked them away as he watched me. I lowered my eyes and ran my hands nervously down my body, letting him look at me.  My eyes met his and I was surprised to see him studying my face instead of my exposed body.

I began to panic, wishing I was at least fifteen pounds lighter and six inches taller. 

My body wasn't good enough for him and I needed to cover myself back up before he made fun of me again.

"You are so perfect." Ezra pulled me out of my head as he walked slowly towards me with a smile. My heart beat faster under his list-heavy gaze.

This was really going to happen.

Ezra unbuttoned his jeans and let them fall to the floor. His hard cock strained against his boxer briefs. The raised fabric was both exciting and intimidating at the same time.

Ezra leaned down and brushed his lips lightly against mine and he took my hand in his to lead me to his bed. He sat down and grabbed my hips to pull me on top of him.

I still had my panties on when I placed one knee on either side of him to straddle him. I used my arms to support my weight and kept a small amount of space between us. He watched where my thighs met as I hovered over him, encouraging me to keep going.

I slowly lowered myself against him and a moan escaped my lips as I felt him raise his hips to push harder against me. The thin fabric between us was the only thing keeping him from pushing inside me. I placed my hands on his chest and began to move my hips in slow circles. I changed directions and rubbed the bottom of his shaft against my clit. I could feel the ring at the tip sliding over me as I rode him through the thin fabric.

"Do you want to fuck me now?" He asked me. I nodded and moaned at the same time. My hips were still grinding against him. He smacked my ass, causing me to rock over him faster. "That's my good girl."

Ezra reached up and yanked the sports bra over my head, exposing my bare chest. He leaned back on his elbows and watched my breasts move and bounce with every shift my body made over him.

When he couldn't take it any longer, he reached his hands back out and squeezed them, twisting my hard nipples between his fingertips. He moved his mouth over them, sucking them wickedly as he pulled at them with his teeth. I continued to quicken my pace against him with every flick of his tongue. I had been holding back my release, but it was beyond the point where it could be stopped. The feeling was intense. I had never been on top of someone like this before.

"Ezra." I moaned, unable to control myself. My movements against him grew more desperate and uncontrolled.

"Do you want to come for me already?" He asked between sucking and biting my nipple.

I closed my eyes and nodded my head. I covered my face with my hands so he couldn't see me. 

"Open your eyes or I won't let you come." He reached up and pulled my hands from my face.

I forced my eyes back open and looked down into Ezra's. His jaw was clenched from his own pleasure. He dug his fingers into my skin, pulling me down further and he lifted his hips to push harder against me.

"That's my girl." He leaned back, smiling as he watched where I was rubbing against him. "Now, look at me when you come."

I locked eyes with him as his words sent me over the edge. I lost control of my movements. He held onto me, forcing me to move over him hard and fast. I arched my back and moaned his name over and over as my body trembled against his until I collapsed on his chest.

I was done, there was no way I could move. 

Ezra wrapped his arms around me and flipped me over to my back on the bed. He leaned into me and continued to move against me, sending aftershocks through my tired body.

He nipped at my ear before reaching down to remove my panties. I was lying there completely naked in front of him. The lights were on. There was no blanket over me. I was more exposed than I had ever been in front of someone in my whole life.

Ezra stood up and pushed his boxers down to the floor. I gasped when I saw his fully naked body. He was long and thick and the ring was ready for me. My body shook with my nervous excitement, wondering how it would feel to have him inside me for the first time.

Ezra knelt back over me and brushed himself against my smooth skin. Where our skin touched, the fire spread through me.

"You sure you want this, Riley? Once we do this, we can't go back." He paused a moment and looked at my eyes.

I nodded.

"Tell me what you want."

I whimpered as he rubbed his ring against my sensitive clit and tapped it with the metal. He was torturing me.

"Say it." Ezra growled.

"Ezra, I'm ready."

Without hesitation, Ezra pushed himself inside me. I inhaled a sharp breath when I felt the sting of him entering me. He was large and filled every inch of me completely. I winced in pain and he pulled back, pausing with concern.

"Do you want me to stop?" He asked as he pushed my hair back from my face and tucked it behind my ear.

I shook my head no as a small tear fell from the corner of my eye from the burn. I couldn't say a word. This wasn't the first time I had sex, but it was only with one other person and he wasn't even close to Ezra in size.

Ezra readjusted and began moving again. He slowed down his pace down as he moved in and out of me, making me take a little more with each motion. He was holding himself back for me. As he continued to move, my body started relaxing and the pain was being replaced by my desire for him.

I dug my nails into his back and pulled him further into me, wanting all of him inside. The ring was rubbing the perfect spot and I could feel my body tightening and fluttering around him.

"Fuck, baby, you are so wet and tight. You feel so good." Ezra praised me.

He continued to move in and out slowly. His pace began to quicken and his movements into me grew more desperate. Ezra grabbed my hair so he could bury every inch into me. He slammed into me and circled his hips, before slamming inside me again.

It took everything I had not to scream out his name. My hands were all over his body, and I clawed at him, which made him slam into me harder and harder. He moved his finger back to my clit and drew circles over it as he moved inside me.

"Ezra." I moaned again.

"I'm so close, baby." He pushed himself in and out of me, faster and harder.

I bit my lip and he looked down into my eyes. All my nerve endings were igniting. Ezra was a master and knew how to send me over the edge. He smiled and he was enjoying the power he had over me. I was at his mercy and it only turned me on more.

"Oh... I...oh god." I panted every time he pounded into me.

"Beg me to let you come on my cock." He commanded.

His words sent ripples through me. There was no way I would be able to stop.

"Please let me come." I was pleading for him.

With those final words, he moved hard and fast inside of me. I came apart at the seams. I tightened around him in my release and he placed every inch of himself in me. With one final thrust, he spilled out, filling me.

He laid his head back on my chest, panting. I ran my hands over his hair, removing it from his forehead. I could feel the warm wetness seeping from inside me.

My hands stopped moving and my body tensed.

Ezra looked up at me. "What's wrong? Are you ok?"

Panic went through me.

Shit, please, oh no, oh no...

"Ezra," I whimpered. "Did you put on a condom?"

Ezra's body went rigid and he looked up at me with terror in his eyes.

"Fuck." He groaned. "I forgot. You're on birth control, right?"

"No." I lamented. My whole body began to shake. We could not be this stupid. It would have only taken seconds to put one on.

We messed up.

Ezra jumped up quickly and pulled himself out of me. He grabbed for his boxers and pulled them on as if it would help. He began pacing around the room like he was looking for something. Nothing in this room was going to help this situation no matter how hard he searched.

"Fuck, why are you not on birth control? What the fuck are we going to do?" He said, pulling at his hair. I pulled his blanket back and climbed under it. I was feeling too vulnerable to be exposed in front of him. Why didn't I ask him to make sure he put one on?

"I don't know Ezra, I've never had this happen before. I haven't done this a lot. I have only been with one other guy before." My voice was shaking with fear.

"Why didn't you stop me? You should have said something." He stopped pacing and stood in front of me, heavy breaths were falling from his chest and he was speaking too loudly.

"Ezra, please be quiet. I don't want anyone to come in here and find us. I didn't realize you didn't have one on. I'm sorry." I shrunk down in a little ball.

He sat down next to me on the bed and brought my head into his chest.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make it sound like it was all your fault. I was drinking and wasn't thinking either." He kissed my head and I sobbed into his shoulder.

He pulled the blanket covering me back and slid underneath it next to me. He guided my head gently back down on the pillow and pulled me into his arms. He pressed his warm body against my naked one. My head was now lying on his arm and he was stroking my hair.

"It's late and I am still not sober enough to think." He whispered to me. "Let's close our eyes for a bit. Once we wake up, we can talk about this some more. It's already happened. A few more hours won't change anything."

I nodded.

I was coming down from all the emotions flowing through me and I needed the sleep. I closed my eyes, letting the darkness take me over.