Try Me (18+)

Thirty Two

Determination 

Her room was dimly lit, only a single lamp casting a warm glow over the small space. The air was thick with anticipation, and the tension between them was palpable. Jude's eyes were dark and intense as they roamed over Ezra's body, taking in every curve and line.

Without a word, he closed the distance between them, his hands rough and desperate as they tugged at Ezra's clothes. She allowed herself to be swept up in his passion, her mind momentarily distracted from the worries that often consumed her thoughts.

His lips found her's quickly , she could feel the heat of his body pressed against hers. His touch was demanding, and she felt that was desired and wanted. Her body responded eagerly, although her mind was hesitant, her own hands exploring his muscular frame.

Their bodies moved together in a rhythm that was now familiar. Jude's fingers traced Ezra's skin, sending shivers down her spine. She gripped his shoulders, her breath quickening as his touch sent waves of desire coursing through her.

Despite the intensity of their connection, Ezra couldn't help focusing on the scar on Jude's shoulder, reminding her of the many that littered Yong's body. She shook her head, she couldn't possibly be thinking about him right now. She pulled Jude closer towards her and  deepened their kiss, pouring all her emotions into it.

Jude's hand moved lower and his other hand cleared her desk as Ezra felt herself being lifted onto the desk. She wrapped her legs around his waist, drawing him closer as he continued to explore her roughly body with skilled hands. Each touch was deliberate, each movement measured, and Ezra couldn't help but admit that his hands could make her body sing.

He brought her back to the bed, all but tearing their clothes off as their lips continued to their assault. Ezra got all but a second to breath when she felt him enter her, a loud gasp escaping her lips. 

He put his hand on her mouth, bringing his lips to her ear. "We don't want to wake the whole house up now do we?" He whispered as his strokes picked up in pace. She arched her back as he moved his hand down from her mouth towards her centre. His touch was slow, addressing every curve of her body. She grabbed his wrist, feeling herself get close. 

"J-jude." She whispered softly, her back arching further inwards. And then without warning, that familiar feeling overwhelmed her as he groaned into her ear. Her body shuddered as she weakly pushed him away. He grinned lazily as he rolled off her and lay next to her. Fatigue quickly coming as the room was soon filled with his soft snores. 

Sleep wasn't as kind to Ezra unfortunately, she laid there awake, thoughts occupying every crevice of her brain further tormenting her already fragile state of being. 

***

"You look," Julian eyed Yong starting from his eyes and then moving to his feet before going back up again, a smile settling on her face as she spoke "Terrible. What happened?" 

Yong limped over to the couch opposite her and winced as he sat down. "You fucking tell me." 

"You really should be more careful you know? You could have died." Her smile had now fallen into a small, satisfied grin. Yong didn't say anything for a while, clenching his hands into fists and closing his eyes before looking up at her with a scarily calm expression. 

"I'm sorry." He said. Julian who had been sitting with her legs crossed, her black Yves Saint Laurent heels shining with the light's reflection, sat up slightly as a small frown chasing away her dark grin. 

"For what?" 

"For insulting you infront of her like that. It was rude of me, especially since I haven't been showing you a lot of attention lately. I'm sorry, it must have been so hard for you." His tone was menacingly teasing, in the kind of way that made your chest feel like it was boiling with rage. And the rage was evident all right. Julian stood up abruptly , eyes glistening with fury. Her heels clicked rapidly as she approached him. The slap was painful. Yong would be a liar if he didn't admit it. The blow had forced his head to the side and caused his hair to be freed from the bun his dark curls had previously been contained in. He moved his jaw slightly to make sure it was ok before looking back at her.