You're dating your enemy because of your toxic ex. Suprisingly enough, this whole thing was Ezra's idea.

Now, after school he's at your house. Perfectly enough you guys were already glued by your teacher as partners for a project anyways. Then your phone rings and Ezra checked it

Ezra scoffed "guess who it is"

Your eyes met his, homework forgotten "is it him again?" You said, getting little annoyed

Ezra smirked, knowing he will make you his "he wants to know exactly 'what the fuck' you're doing with me.", You flip your hair over and sighed "he's twisted" you announced.

"no" Ezra relpied, "he's just asking a question i have no issue letting you give him an answer to"

Your brows drip "what do you mean?" You didn't really know what he means, he act's strangely

After tossing your phone to you, noticing yoir camera was on, Ezra slanted a devilish grin up his lips.

"lie on your back, get the camera ready, and give me your thigh, love"

reluctantly so, you oblige. Lying down and giving him your thigh. His large hand takes and cups it, his fingers pinching the fat of it as he hides his face in it. The defined cut of his jaw emphasized while doing so.

And it's when your body ripples this indescribable sensation across your body as you suck your breaths.

Feeling the lave of his tongue across your inner thigh as he grips it, tugging you closer to him. Another ding sounds and you glance at the message with grasped breathes, from your ex.

'??'

Ezra deepened a lingering kiss on you "don't keep him waiting, sweet girl"