ZAIYREE
I gasped as Ezra moved forward, closing the distance between us. He was bigger than I realized, and my body trembled at his touch. He interlaced his fingers with mine and kissed me slowly. He moved a little at a time, giving my body time to adjust to him, but it didn’t take long to adjust. It was as if he was exactly where he belonged.
I rolled my hips, desperate for increased friction. He kept still, placing a soft kiss on my forehead.
“The day I met you, you awoke a part of me that I thought had died.” He moved out of me slowly and then swiftly slammed into me, keeping his hips still when he filled me to the hilt.
“Even when I was acting distant, I wanted you. I imagined taking you in every room of this house.” This time he placed a kiss behind my ear, moving in and out of m
