I woke up way too early. I heard clanking in the kitchen and reached out my hand for Ezra. It took me a few seconds to realize he was the one making the ruckus. I groaned and reluctantly climbed out of bed to head out to see what he was doing.

I leaned against the wall and watched him as he sat at the table, spinning his spoon around his cereal bowl. He looked like a devilish little boy with his tangled mop of hair sticking out in all directions. My heart fluttered as I stood there watching him.

He must have sensed me staring at him and he looked up with a smile on his face. He took his lip ring into his mouth as his eyes performed their signature glance up and down my body.

"Morning," I said, trying to wipe the sleep from my eyes.

"You are so damn sexy when you wake up." His hand went to his pants and he adjusted himself.

I reached up self-consciously and tried to smooth my wild hair back down. I had only gotten about four hours of sleep and I was still drained. The bags under my eyes had packed their own bags for our trip today. I envisioned myself looking like a droopy-eyed basset hound. I knew I looked terrible.

I walked over to where he was sitting and bent down to kiss his forehead right above the rings in his eyebrows. The cut above them was scabbed over and it looked like it might leave a little scar. His eye was still a little dark, but it was healing pretty quickly. He leaned his head into me and I ran my hands through his messy hair. He wrapped his arms around me to pull me closer.

"Are you ready for today?" He asked me before he let me go to take another bite of his breakfast. His need to touch me was overtaken by his growling stomach. It was nice to see him eat something again. He had spent days shaking and vomiting without putting a single bite of food in his mouth. I was curious how he was keeping up his strength to do what we did every night without anything to refuel his energy.

"Yeah, Rachel is going to work for me this weekend. You did tell your Mom you were bringing me, right?" I asked, suddenly worried he would spring me on her without her knowledge. I was nervous about meeting her. The only things I knew about her was she got Ezra guitar lessons when he was younger and she loved Ezra's Dad to the point she couldn't protect Ezra. The last portion made me angry. She should have shielded him from his horrible father. He was only a child.

"I called her last night. She said she would get my room ready for us." He lifted the bowl to his mouth to swallow the rest of the milk. He looked like a little kid when he did it. Another one of his little quirks I found adorable.

"Wait, we're staying in the same room?" I swallowed when I realized what he just said. I had thought we would have to sleep apart. It seemed like the appropriate thing to do when you went to your boyfriend's Mom's house.

"We are adults Riley. She's not dumb. She knows we are having sex." He didn't seem bothered by it at all.

My face was burning.

I was so embarrassed.

How was I going to face this woman when she knew the things I was doing with her son? I hid my face in my hair and he laughed at me. I put my head in my hands to hide my sheer horror.

He removed my hands from my face and he looked at me while playing with his lip ring. His light blue eyes were twinkling as my insides were churning with anxiety. He was amused. I was mortified.

"Riley, anyone with eyes would take one look at you and know there's no way I could keep my hands off you. You are so damn mouthwatering."

He leaned in and nipped at my bottom lip. I sucked in a sharp breath and felt the moisture pooling between my legs. We had to hit the road and didn't have time for this. I still had to shower and pack my bag. I looked back into his eyes and saw he didn't care if we were late. Ezra always got what he wanted and right now, he wanted me.

He pushed my chair back from the table and knelt down in front of me. He used his hands to push my legs apart. He raised up the hem of his shirt I borrowed so he could see me. He slid his fingers over my panties and moaned when he felt the moisture soaking through.

"Good girl, you are already ready for me." He said, continuing his light touch on top of me. He slipped my panties to the side and licked his lips. He moved his head in between my legs and his tongue went straight for my most sensitive area. His mouth was cold from the milk he just swallowed and my body jumped.

He looked back up at me and raised his eyebrow at my reaction.

"Your mouth is cold." I said, laughing.

He leaned back in and applied pressure on me with his tongue. My hand immediately went in his hair and I pulled hard, moaning his name. I could barely keep my legs open. The sensation of his cold tongue moving over me was overpowering me. He took his finger and gently pushed it inside of me, making a come-hither motion.

"Mmmm... Ezra." I moaned over and over as his tongue danced circles on me. I felt him teasing me and the pressure began to build when he placed another finger inside me. I bucked my hips towards him, helping him move in and out of me. His fingers were long and large and were dancing inside me. His tongue was drawing circles over me. I was so close that I was trembling.

He moved his mouth away from me and I looked down at him pouting.

"You trust me, right?" He asked, running his thumb over me, causing my body to quake underneath it.

"Why?" I asked, concerned.

He bit his lip and looked down where his hand was and my eyes followed his. He pulled his fingers from me and lined up a third. He watched my eyes widen as I watched him push his fingers back inside me. It brought back the memory of the time he asked me to do the same when we were video chatting. The difference was his hands are so much larger than mine. I sucked in a sharp breath at the pressure and began moving my hips up and down over his fingers.

"Dirty, dirty girl." He cooed as he watched me work my hips over his hand. "Fuck my fingers."

He leaned in and bit my inner thigh. My hips moved to take his fingers in as far as I could. I continued to ride his hand as his fingers moved inside of me.

My body tensed and I moaned, quickening my pace. He moved his tongue back down, wanting to feel me lose myself on him.

"Ezra." I screamed and pulled his hair as all my nerves ignited under his touch. He moaned into me when I lost control.

He smiled, watching me pant for him. He stood up and pulled me up to meet him. He left a small gap between us and I looked down and saw how hard he was for me. He reached the bottom hem of the shirt I borrowed and raised it up over my head. His eyes lit up when he saw the curves of my breasts. He pinched and twisted my nipples between his fingers before pressing against me. I was ready to have him inside of me and I whimpered.

"Aw, Riley, have you not had enough yet?" He said with a cocky arrogance. "Do you need to be fucked?"

"Ezra." I whined as he rubbed himself against me.

"Take off your panties for me." He commanded.

I moved back from him and stuck my fingers in the waistband and slowly slid them off my hips. I let them drop to the floor and stepped out of them. His eyes went up and down my body and he grabbed himself as he watched me move back towards the table.

"How do you want me?" I teased.

"Turn around and bend over. Put your hands on the table and stick your ass out for me." His voice was hungry as he continued to stroke himself over his boxers.

I turned my back to him and placed my palms on the table. I bit my lip and looked back at him over my shoulder as I bent down over the table to show him I was ready for him.

He pulled down his boxers and stood behind me. I felt him start to rub the ring on his head against my wetness. He pulled away and I whined for him again. He loved to tease me. He got off on watching me squirm for him. I started to move my hands off the table to make him give me what I wanted.

"Put your hands on the table, Riley, and don't fucking move them again. Do you understand me?" He scolded me. He wrapped his hand in my hair and pulled back hard when I didn't answer. "Can't hear you, baby."

"I'll be good for you." I panted.

He rubbed against me again and I felt a sharp burning sting before I even heard the loud smack against my skin. I yelped in surprise and jumped. It was a mixture of pleasure and pain. I could feel the heat spreading across me. I turned my head so I could look back at him. I licked my lips and moaned.

"I fucking knew you liked being spanked." He pulled his lip up into a devilish smile and I was dying inside. Half from embarrassment from wanting it again and the other half from wanting him to fill me. His words had me turning into jelly. I was ready to let Ezra do whatever he wanted to my body.

He pulled my hair and moved his tip around me. I could feel the ring sliding against me as he slid himself inside of me. I took all of him and moaned as he filled me. He pulled my hair back again and another sharp sting spread across my skin when he smacked my ass harder. He buried himself inside me. I was screaming from the pleasure and pain. I didn't care if anyone could hear me. Let them call the cops on us. The whole apartment complex was about to find out what this blue-eyed devil was doing to me.

"Tell me what you want, beautiful." He said, continuing to slam into me. My body was tightening around him and I could feel his muscles tensing with every thrust.

I turned my head back to him and couldn't believe what I wanted to say. I paused a little too long and he was growing impatient with my silence.

"Tell me."

"Please spank me again." I whispered.

"Like this?" His hand came in contact with me just as softly as I spoke to him. He was teasing me again.

"More, please." I complained.

He slapped my ass again a little harder, but it was still not enough. He was holding back when I wanted more. He was a lot bigger than I was; I could sense he was afraid he would hurt me.

"Smack my ass harder."

"You are so fucking dirty for me." He cooed.

His hand moved back and hit me with such a force that I crumbled from the pleasure. He placed his hand on the back of my head and held it down on the table so I couldn't move. He hit me again even harder and I could barely hold myself up as my body exploded as he continued to take me from behind.

Ezra's body tightened and he pressed himself completely inside of me as he held my head down hard against the table. His other hand dug hard into my hips to keep me in place as he finished inside me. He collapsed onto my back, panting and laughing.

Ezra kissed my back before pulling himself from me and reached down to stand me back up. My legs were shaking and I was barely able to hold myself up. My backside was on fire. I could only imagine how red the welts were on my skin. The sting felt wonderful but sitting in a car for a few hours with raw skin was probably going to be slightly uncomfortable.

My back rested against his chest and I had never been happier in my life. He kissed my shoulder over and over again while he told me how much he loved me and how lucky he was to have me. I felt like a goddess in his arms as he praised and worshiped me. I felt so lucky to have the beautiful dark-haired boy back in my life. He could have anyone he wanted and he had chosen me.

"I think we need to get dressed and hit the road." I said, leaning back into him. I still wasn't ready for him to let me go, but the more practical adult voice in my head was sending my wild inner child to the corner for a time out.

"What did you tell your parents about where you'll be this weekend?" He asked me.

"What do you mean?" I was confused. Why would I need to tell them anything? They could get in touch with me if they needed to. I did have a cell phone.

"Riley, we are going through a pretty rural part of Indiana and there are some places that don't get great cell service. I don't want them to call the cops if they can't get in touch with you. If they find out you are with me, they'll think I kidnapped you. I don't need to give them any more reasons to hate me." He said. I felt his shoulders fall against me. My family not liking him actually bothered him. I had no idea he felt that way.

"Oh, I didn't think to tell them anything. I'll text my Mom and tell her I'm going out of town with some friends from work. I am positive they don't know you're back. Aiden told me he wasn't going to tell anyone you are staying at the apartment with me." I said absentmindedly.

Ezra's body tensed against me and he spun me around, moving his hands to the top of my arms. He looked down at me with the unstable rage I had hoped would have left his body when the drugs started to leave his system.

What the fuck, Riley?" Ezra screamed at me.

Shit. Shit. Shit.