Page 76 of Defect
“Please come with me, son.” His mother had to give it one more try.
“Leave,” he grumbled. She left begrudgingly while texting on her phone at a furious pace. Even once she was in her car, she didn’t pull off. She sat there texting with a tight scowl on her face.
I walked over to Ezra and rubbed his back trying to bring his vibration back down to a normal level. “I didn’t want to air everything out in here. This isn’t the place for something like that. Besides, I still don’t know what to say to her.” He stalked over to the private yoga area and sat down on a bench. He was so tense when I placed my hands on his shoulders.
“I understand,” I told him. “I can do some Reiki on you before we open if you want. Then I’ll make you a cup of tea.”
“Yeah…I think I need that right now.” He patted his lap and I moved in front of him, straddling him and looking into his eyes. “I need you right now. I don’t know where I’m going to go once I leave her house. I have some money saved up but it’s not enough for a down payment on my own place.” I tipped my head to the side and eyed him incredulously. “Don’t look at me like that, Solo. You know I’m not going to assume I can stay with you.”
“Okay, but you didn’t even ask. Don’t struggle if you don’t have to.”
“I feel fucked up asking to stay with you. You’re grown as fuck. You have your own house and business and you don’t need an eighteen-year-old living with you.”
“You’re not a random eighteen-year-old off the street though. You’re my man.” I kissed his lips and he pulled my bottom lip into his mouth, nibbling on it. He knew exactly how to set me on fire.
“Your man?”
“Yes. Mine.”
“I hate asking to stay with you.”
“Why? I told you I had to stay with my sister when I was getting on my feet. I told you that, right?” I made him look at me because he was trying to look everywhere else. Finally, his coffee brown eyes settled on mine.
“Yeah. You told me, Solana.”
“Exactly. Nobody gets on their feet without help. Even if it seems like people are doing everything on their own, they’re not. Someone is helping somewhere. Sometimes it’s the kindness of complete strangers. Other times two people are in a relationship and one can help the other.” We locked gazes while his thumbs drew invisible circles on my lower back.
“My sunflower,” he chuckled. It was dry and full of confusion but I knew he was grateful. He swallowed back a ball of nerves and said, “Solana, can I stay with you for a while?”
“I need three months rent up front.” I deadpanned before breaking into a big smile that burned my cheeks. “Of course you can stay with me, Ezra. Rent-free. Just put your all into your tea business.”
“Oh, you mean Sunflower Tea Company. Yeah, I’m going to put my all into it.”
“Is that the name you picked out? Oh my god.” I pressed my palms to my chest and gasped at how fucking sweet he was. My sensitive ass started crying. Ezra laughed and peppered my face with kisses.
“Sunflowers don’t cry.”
“They cry happy tears,” I sniffled.
“I’ll allow it.” He lifted my chin and kissed me. My body heated at the feeling of his lips on mine. I needed to touch him. To absorb the heat from his golden skin. I slid my hands under his shirt and let my fingers move over his chiseled abs.
He dropped torturously hot kisses down my throat, letting his teeth follow his lips, marking me with bruises like points of starlight in the night sky. Every bite was white-hot pain and pleasure that drove me insane in the best way. I squirmed in his lap, rocking my hips back and forth, grinding on his thickening dick.
He was so painfully hard after only a few seconds. His dick pressed against my pussy through my yoga pants and I knew I would soak through the fabric with slick desire. Heat circled us like a torrid tornado while his quick fingers worked to unsnap my bra.
“Take those fucking pants off, Solo.” He demanded and I obeyed. I stood up, snatched them off and found my place on top of him again. He freed his thick cock and it rubbed against my wetness making deliciously juicy noises that raised goosebumps on my mocha skin. I caught a glimpse of us in the mirror on the opposite wall and we were amazing. We were a portrait of Godiva and honey.
Ezra caught sight of us too and made me stand to my feet. “I want to fuck you right here on this bench. I want you to watch how deep I get inside of you.” He bit my ear and I shuddered. “I want to remind you who you belong to.” Like I could ever fucking forget.
His warm hand crashed against my ass and my eyes slid shut. Pain exploded across my skin. Then, pain rippled across my scalp. Ezra yanked my head back so that I’d open my eyes. He didn’t want me to miss a second and to be honest, I didn’t want to miss a second either.
“Oh my god, Ezra.”
“Look at how perfectly you take my dick.” He squeezed my neck and forced a nasty moan from my lips that made my throat burn. Stars twinkled in front of me the longer he cut off my air supply. “You see that shit, Solana?”
“Yes,” I whined as he hammered into me.
“My perfect little sunflower. Born to take my dick.”
