One (Sequel to Blackbird)

At Nightfall

Warning: Mature Content

It's night time. After that mission, I feel like I need to rest, if only for a few hours. I lie on my bed sideways with my eyes closed. After a long while I suddenly notice someone's lying next to me.

"Ezra?"

"Yes, honey?"

His voice is silky, almost like a purr. His hands are on my waist and his face is barely inches away from the back of my head, since he's lying behind me.

I let out a small chuckle. "Hi."

He chuckles too and gently moves my hair to uncover my neck. "Hi."

He starts kissing my neck up and down softly. I moan quietly in sweet surprise.

"Ezra..."

He smirks into his kisses and slowly climbs on top of me.

"Damn, I missed this."

His lips move gently in butterfly kisses from my neck to my lips. We lock out lips passionately, in the slow way that I love; he interlaces his fingers with mine and I feel his body pressed onto mine.

Then, his kisses start gaining more strength. In an attempt to keep up, I moan softly once more. Ezra slides his tongue inside my mouth to slowly explore my mouth. I moan louder when he wraps his tongue around mine and strokes.

"Ezra," I struggle to moan his name.

He pulls away breathing heavily. "What? I'm a reckless rebel, sweetheart."

I pant to catch my breath, only for Ezra to lean in once more to continue exploring my mouth. Now he has more force in what he does, and he makes me whimper from time to time. Every time I do, I feel him smirk a little, and get harder as well.

His hands are now focused on my abdomen, where my skin is uncovered. He softly runs his fingers over my skin sending sparks all over my body. Then, his hands travel up to my ribs where the fabric of my shirt is, and starts to pull it up. I whimper when he breaks the kiss to fully take off the shirt.

He removes all the fabric to reveal my bare chest. He looks at me and moans. I notice him trembling a bit, barely able to control himself. He runs his hands over my breasts in a firm massage, and he makes me moan a couple of times.

Then he gets on his knees on the bed. I look up at him as he starts to take off his shirt. I bite my lips in desire when I see his skin being revealed, the lumps of his muscles on his arms, his chest, his abdomen.

I place my hand firmly on Ezra's abdomen and breathe heavily at the sight. All he does is chuckle in satisfaction, and with a kinky smirk he takes my hand and pulls me up to him to meet in a steamy kiss.

I wrap my left arm around his neck and with my right hand I trace his skin, over his chest, his collarbone; I squeeze his bicep and moan at how hard it is.

Ezra lets out a sexy chuckle. "Like how hard it is?"

"Yeah," I whimper and squeeze his bicep.

He looks hungrily into my eyes. "I didn't mean the bicep."

I moan loudly knowing exactly what he means.

His hands start going downwards. In a swift movement he pulls both my pants and panties down to my ankles. I help him remove them completely and he throws them aside. I then place my hands on the edge of the fabric of his and try to do the same. He starts to kiss me more while he takes off his pants.

I try to get a look of him down there, but in a tease he continues to kiss me and doesn't let me look down. I whimper at this causing him to chuckle even more.

I feel that neither he nor I have any clothes left on our bodies. Ezra pushes me back so that my back is completely against the bed. I look down and finally see him, so close to me, so capable of making me feel a rough pleasure.

"Ezra..." I whimper.

With desire in his eyes, Ezra leans down to kiss me once more. I shake in anticipation, and at last, I feel him entering.

He's gifted in size... We both moan loudly at the hot sensation. He then starts to rhythmically thrust into me. I cling entirely to him and moan.

"Ezra...!"

He grunts a little with every thrust, his voice is so sexy that it just makes me want him even more.

"So... tight," he says. "And wet..."

"Har... harder..."

At my request, he puts more strength into his movements. I moan louder as he also gains more speed.

After reaching what I believe to be his top speed, I reach my climax. I start to moan uncontrollably and hang on tightly to the sheets of the bed.

"Ezra...!!"

Ezra moans louder too.

"Ezra... oh, keep doing me! Do anything you want with me! Oh, Ezra!"

"Laurel..."

Ezra's thrusts become even faster. He, too, is moaning much louder. He holds the sheets in his strong fists and with a grunt thrusts one final time, to then moan and breathe in soft pants as he slowly pulls out.

"Ezra..." I run my hand over his jaw.

He moans in response and kisses my lips. Then, I push him so that he's on his knees.

"What..." he says, "what are you doing?"

I lean down and take it in my hands. It's still hard...

"No-no... I'm too sensitive..."

I put it in my mouth.

"Laurel...!" He moans deliciously.

I move my head back and forth slowly, pleasing him with every movement. I focus on just sucking the tip, and even that has Ezra at my mercy.

Ezra grunts and pulls my hair into a knot. "Deeper."

Somehow now he's dominant once more. He pushes my head and now it's comoletely in my mouth. He moans again, he pulls tighter on my hair...

Oh my goodness, he's delicious.

I pull away and hear him moan once more. He pulls me up and kisses me slowly, lovingly, and then he and I lie down on the bed once more.

Ezra covers our naked bodies withvthe sheets, and we hug each other face to face leaving no space in between.

"I love you," I say.

"I love you too," he replies. He lets out a small chuckle. "We have to do that more often."

"Yeah we do," I say. "Not bad for a first time."

He laughs again and kisses my forehead. And then in each other's arms, we fall asleep.