I woke up early to the sound of Ezra plucking on the strings of his guitar. He was fingerpicking a soft melody that sounded familiar. I kept my eyes closed and just listened. I was afraid he would stop if he saw that I was awake. I could hear him humming and a tickle of a memory invaded my thoughts. He was playing the same melody he was working through when I walked down to the basement at the old band house.

I opened my eyes to sneak a peek at him and saw him sitting in the chair with his face deep in concentration. The muscles of his arms flexed with each smooth movement up and down the neck of the guitar. His fingers danced across the strings like he had never stopped playing. This was how his life should be—easy, relaxed, with a guitar in his hand. I wanted to watch him play for the rest of my life. I loved Ezra with everything I had in me.

He looked up at me and smiled when he saw me. He stopped and removed the guitar from his lap and leaned it against the wall.

"You don't have to stop." I told him. "I was enjoying it. I love watching you play. It sounds really familiar. What song is it?"

"It's something I have been working on for a while now." He explained. "It's not finished yet. It's the melody I kept hearing in my head the night of the concert when you were wearing that little black and blue skirt."

I smiled at the memory of his desperation to touch me. It felt so long ago, back when we were both different people. We had both gone through so much since then. He smiled back at me and got up from the chair. He crossed the room to the couch where I was still lying down. I looked up at him while he stood tall over me and rubbed his hand through my hair.

"I love you, Riley Davis." He smiled down at me. His eyes were clear and bright for the first time since he came back. He looked more like the Ezra I had fallen for, minus the snarky bad attitude. "I don't want to ever spend another second of my life without you."

My heart leapt out of my chest hearing him say those words to me.

He moved down to his knees and kissed my lips. His lips were soft and warm against mine. He parted my lips slowly and gently pushed his tongue inside of my mouth. Instead of the fire and need that came with every kiss we shared, this time I could feel the bond that had grown between us over the last few days. It was better than anything I had ever felt in my life.

Ezra began to unbutton my work shorts and slipped his fingers inside my panties. He looked down and watched when I my hips rose to press harder into his fingers. He bent his head down and began tracing the curve of my hips with his mouth. I was trembling underneath his touch.

We were lost in each other again until we were broken apart by the sound of a phone ringing. His phone was vibrating, sliding across the coffee table.

"Fuck." He cursed, upset at the interruption. He reached over to look at the caller ID and huffed. I was instantly curious who it was since I really had no idea who he knew or talked to anymore. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before answering.

"Hey." He sounded extremely annoyed at the person on the other end of the line.

"Who is it?" I asked quietly as I pulled myself into a seated position.

I was suddenly nervous it was another girl. I didn't know why that was my first thought, but I couldn't help myself from going straight to those dark thoughts given his history with girls and drugs.

Ezra put his finger in the air and I strained to listen. The voice on the other side was high pitched. He was definitely on the phone with another girl.

He stood up from me and began to pace around the room. Ezra's hand went in his hair and he swiped it back from his face. My anxiety grew the longer he was silent.

What did this girl want from him?

Why did he stop touching me to answer her?

"I can't." He said.

Pause.

"It's just not a good time right now."

Pause.

"Because it's not."

Pause.

"Don't be like that. I promise I'll make it up to you."

Pause.

"This weekend? Yeah, fine."

Pause.

I love you too." Ezra pulled his phone from his ear and returned his attention to me.

I was horrified by the conversation I just heard. Ezra just told me how much he loved me and didn't want to be away from me again, and now he was telling some other girl on the phone he loved her.

I was so stupid.

Years were forming in my eyes as the weight of his betrayal sunk in. I pulled my pants back in place and began to fumble to rebutton my shorts.

"What are you doing? Don't put those back on. I'm not finished with you yet." He smiled, looking down at me.

"Yeah, I think we're done." I turned my head to secretly wipe the tears away.

I had really thought we were trying to make this work. I didn't realize we weren't going to be exclusive. He turned his head to the side and his eyes narrowed when he saw the tears.

"Are you crying?" He asked.

"Who is she?" My voice quivered and broke.

"Who is who?"

"The girl you were just talking to!" I screamed at him waving my arms around.

Ezra looked over at me, amused and bent over laughing hysterically. His whole body was shaking and he couldn't catch his breath. He wiped at his eyes, removing the moisture that had formed.

"Do you think telling some other girl you love her in front of me is funny? I thought you wanted to try to work this out. I didn't realize you told every girl you hook up with that you love her. I thought I was different."

I should have known better than to let Ezra Miller walk back in my life. The phantom rib pain came back and my hands went over my stomach to protect my empty belly. I was slipping back down again. I felt like I was about to have a panic attack.

"You are completely mad, woman." He rolled his eyes and knelt back down in front of me. "You do know how crazy you are, right?"

"I'm not going to share you, Ezra." My head was pounding and I wanted to vomit. "It's either her or me."

"Fine, Riley. I will call my Mom back and tell her I don't love her and can never see her again." He snorted with laughter and laid his head in my lap.

His mom?

Oh my god—I felt so stupid.

"That was your Mom?" My cheeks were burning and I could feel the heat spreading across my chest. There was no doubt in my mind that if I looked down, I would see little red patches forming on my skin.

"Yes, you ridiculous, beautiful girl. She called wanting me to come home. I told her I would this weekend. She is worried about me and wants to see me to make sure I am still clean. I've been blowing her off a lot lately since I was using again." He rubbed his head in my lap and I could feel the sweet heat from his breath on me as he started to kiss the bare skin between my thighs. "Do you think you can call in sick this weekend so you can go with me?"

"You want me to meet your Mom?" I choked out breathlessly as I put my hand in his hair and used my fingers to push it back off his face. He continued to move over my thighs with his lips. I could barely think straight as his mouth set my body on fire.

"I wasn't lying to you when I said I don't ever want to be away from you again." He lifted his head up and bit at his lip ring. "Come with me this weekend."

"I'll talk to Jules tonight." I said, smiling.

Ezra leaned back into me to continue what we started before his mom interrupted. This time his hands roamed over every inch of my body. His tongue traced patterns on my stomach above my shorts as he teased the skin underneath the fabric with his fingertips. He looked up at my face with those damn blue eyes as his mouth devoured my skin.

His long fingers unbuttoned my shorts again and slowly lowered the zipper for the second time in the last ten minutes. He leaned back and I raised my hips off the couch as he slowly wiggled the shorts down and pulled them from my legs. Once he got them free, he tossed them across the room.

His fingertips were circling me and I lifted my hips, wanting more. He slid two fingers in slowly and began to play me until my knees were shaking. Within seconds he brought me to the point I was teetering on the edge.

Ezra began teasing me—slowing down and speeding up—stopping his motion right as soon as I was about to come on his fingers. I was tearing at him and tried to move his hand as I cursed his name.

Ezra began again and I lost my mind. My body couldn't handle the things he was doing to me. He grabbed my small hands with one hand and pushed them above my head. Ezra climbed up over top of me, pinning me in place so I couldn't move. His fingers were still dancing inside me, taunting me.

"Don't fucking try that again." He growled into my mouth. I tried to break free and he tightened his grip. The fire in the pit of my stomach was growing and my body began to tighten. He slowed back down again and then stopped like he was turning the gas down on a stove. He leaned back into my mouth and I tried to grab his lip with my teeth. He pulled his head back, not letting me have what I wanted.

"Not yet, baby." He nipped my earlobe and began sucking on the skin on my neck.

"Ezra, please. I can't." I cried out, trembling uncontrollably as he danced against my favorite spot with his fingers for the third time.

"Look at you, such a good girl for me." He praised me again and it hit me deep in my aching stomach.

"Uhhh." I whined from someplace deep inside my body. I couldn't control the noises coming out of my mouth.

"Aww, baby, just a little bit longer." His fingers began to move faster inside me.

Sweat was pouring off my body as every muscle inside me contracted and released. My teeth were chattering and my heart was about to explode in my chest.

"Ezra." I whined as I continued to fight against him. He removed his fingers and licked every drop of me off. He used his other hand to spread my legs further apart.

"You are such a filthy girl." He began moving his hips against me and I could feel how hard he was as he pushed against me. I tried to pull my wrists from his hand so I could touch him and he held them tighter.

"I want it." I practically screamed as he continued to rub against me.

"So greedy." Ezra kissed my mouth. He stopped his motion and stared down at the wet spot I left behind on his shorts.

He leaned back up on his knees and pulled my shirt and bra up to expose my chest. He twisted my nipples and pulled hard on them, causing another moan to slip from my lips.

"Rub your needy little pussy on my cock and maybe I'll let you come." Ezra commanded and roughly grabbed my hips to hold me in place against the bulge in his pants.

I centered myself against the cotton shorts he was still wearing and worked my hips against him. He dug his fingers into my ass to hold on while he made me do all the work.

I was out of breath and shaking, each motion drawn out and lingering as I used him like a toy for my own pleasure.

Ezra moved one of his hands off my ass and lowered the front of his shorts. His cock sprung out and he grabbed it, tapping my sensitive clit as I writhed against him, desperately needing more.

He slid his ring inside me and forced me flat against his hips until there was no space left between us. I moaned as he stretched me and filled me with more than I could handle.

He tilted his hips up and smiled wickedly. His light blue eyes were full of mischief and I knew I was done for.

In one powerful, smooth motion, Ezra pulled out and drove his cock right into the spot inside me that made my body weak and boneless.  All I could do hold on and lay there, helplessly taking what he was giving me.

He held his large hand on the bottom of my stomach, pushing down to hold me in place while he picked up his pace and mercilessly tore me apart.

"Ezra!" I screamed as he aggressively pounded into me, his ring repeatedly hitting its target every single damn time he moved. I was seeing literal stars as my body shook with the best orgasm I had ever had.

My body relaxed and I closed my eyes, enjoying the little pulses of electricity still curling my toes and making my insides flutter.

Ezra pulled out and stood up next to me. He was still hard and glistening from the mess I left behind on him. Even the music notes on his hip were soaked through.

"Hi." I greeted him with a lazy smile as my eyes rolled back in my head and my body shook with little aftershocks. "That was...nice."

"Nice?" Ezra questioned.

"Yes, very nice." I giggled and closed my eyes to take a quick nap. I was exhausted—Ezra had stolen all my energy.

"Don't you even think for a second that I am finished with you." Ezra bent down and lifted me up off the couch. He pulled me against him, igniting every cell in my body all over again. "Get your ass in bed now."

Ezra took my hand to lead me to my room. I couldn't hide the smile on my face as my legs shook the whole walk through the hall, knowing what we were about to do.

I couldn't ever get enough of him.