It was cold up here.
Ezra wrapped his arms around me tightly, rubbing my back and cupping my head to keep me close.
“Have you ever taken another guy up here?” he asked in a whisper.
“Never. You were the first ever that one time after the Halloween party at Memphis,” I told him, looking up at him.
“I’m flattered,” he said, grinning. “And I remember that night well.”
“You do?” I kept my eyes on his as he brushed his thumb along my cheek.
The corners of his mouth curled up, and after a quick nod, he spoke again.
“It was the first time I told you I loved you. We had a conversation about me not being too old for you. You said I’m perfect for you,” he whispered.
I smiled at him, trying to remember that exact moment.
“I wish my brain would remember all those moments. I have a bad memory,” I sighed.
“As long as you meant it, I don’t care if you remember the things you say and promise to me. I love you, Juno.”
My heart skipped a beat like every time he said things like that to me. “I love you too, Ezra.”
Leaning in, I pressed my lips softly against his, and by kissing me back, he deepened the kiss.
His hand stayed right there, cupping my face, and I moved mine up to his chest covered by his shirt.
I didn’t want him to freeze tonight, so I didn’t mind him keeping his shirt on for this one night.
Though, I didn’t want to stop at a kiss.
I wanted more, but we had to be quiet so my moms wouldn’t hear.
I moved, straddling his hips to lean over him and move my tongue further into his mouth.
Our kiss was passionate, and as I moved my hips in small circles, I felt his cock hardening underneath me.
A low groan escaped his chest as I pressed my pussy against his shaft, and his hands immediately moved down to cup my ass, squeezing it tightly and then moving me against him the way he liked.
Petting wasn’t what I wanted either, so I reached down between us to push my hand into his boxer briefs, and once my hand was wrapped around his length, I started to move it up and down.
“You sure you wanna do this here?” he mumbled against my lips.
“We can head downstairs and fuck in your car if you think that’s a better idea,” I whispered, breaking the kiss and looking into his eyes with a devilish grin.
He chuckled and shook his head. “Watch it, sweetheart,” he growled.
There was no need to argue, and to show me he wasn’t going to let me mock him tonight, he pushed down my panties, then his boxer briefs.
His right hand came up, tracing his fingers along my lips and pushing them inside my mouth to wet them, and after a while of sucking and licking them, he pulled them back out to rub my saliva on his cock, then my pussy.
“Ride me,” he ordered, giving me a serious look.
He didn’t have to tell me twice.
I let him position himself at my entrance, and once his tip pressed against it, I slid down on him, letting him stretch me.
“Oh!” I moaned, but quickly buried my face into the crook of his neck.