I wore a silver dress with cuts on both sides of my waist, it emphasizes the curves of my body. I was about to ask Ezra to zip my dress but I didn't see him in his living room, instead, I saw a note on his coffee table. 'Hi, my lady. I'm already on the yacht, waiting for you. Go take your time. There's no rushing here, lovemaking can wait, right? Kidding aside, you'll see my yacht right after you went out of my cabin. This is a special night; I hope you'll feel way more special than you think you are.' I chuckled as I shook my head in full genuineness. I sighed when I felt my chest-thumping louder. I had no choice but to zip my dress on my own. I felt more excited so I rushed putting lipstick for the last touch on my face. I chose flat sandals instead of heels. Stilettos weren't practical in a beach setting, especially when I walked past the sand. When I went out of his cabin, my lips parted as I saw a tulip bouquet on the floor. "Oh my God, silly Ezra." I grabbed the flowers and s
I played with my fingers as I looked at the wedding ring I was wearing. My eyes were burning as I stared deeper at the ring. I took a deep breath with my chest twitching while the car was on the way to L. A was moving continuously. "You okay, Snow?" Quinn held my hand. I was sitting beside her in the passenger's seat. We were on our way home and fuck, I felt like my chest was stabbed a million times; the sadness was suffocating me. "Why wouldn't I be?" I faked a smile before looking back at the ring I just wore again the minute I entered this car. "Because we're going back to L. A and you're gonna need to face your life again, to face Clayton." She puffed a breath. "It's normal to not be okay, Snow. You're gonna go back to the life you never dreamt of, so not being okay is valid." "I'll miss him, Quinn." I couldn't stop thinking about Ezra. The sadness in his eyes when I said goodbye to him struck my heart like an axe. He tried to stop me, he persuaded me to stay but I had a life
"Snow! Oh my God!" Quinn entered my art room like she owns the place. I didn't glance at her. I continued colouring the plain paper in front of me with random colours while I was sitting calmly on a stool chair. Doing an abstract painting had been my coping mechanism when I'm bored, sad or overthinking. Gladly, Clayton allowed me to have an art room in our house. I would probably hate him to death if he didn't. "Hey! Did you even hear me coming inside?" Quinn stood beside the paper I was painting on. She crossed her arms, I could only see that through my peripheral view as I was still playing with colours on the paper. "Snow!" I glanced at her. "What's up?" I was bored to death. It had been four months since my vacation on the Ecstasy Land and now I was dying to come back but I couldn't. Clayton became stricter. Fuck, I didn't even know how he discovered that I cheated on him, maybe he just assumed that, cause Quinn said she never gossiped about anything that happened in the Ecst
I bit my lower lip as I remembered the way Ezra first flirted with me. His image, his smile, laugh, everything about him kept on flashing back on my mind. His memories were like a tattoo that I couldn't remove out of my fucking brain cells. "I can't." I swallowed deeply. "I'm married." My chest squirmed. Funny how Ezra could be an exemption for that but he wouldn't be there so, no. I couldn't and I shouldn't flirt, not anymore. "Wow." Val sarcastically parted her lips. "I didn't know you're loyal." "Am I?" It was a half meant sarcasm. "Oh, I'm not sure. You don't really love Clayton, right?" I gulped. I took a deep breath. My head felt heavy like I didn't wanna answer but I managed to shake my head a little. "I see but it doesn't erase the fact that you guys are married so yeah, you have all the rights to be careful and choose not to flirt with anyone. But he cheated on you before, right?" "We're here." I gulped while parking my car in front of Quinn's lot. Thank God, we already
"Snow, it's a pleasure to finally see you again." The side of Ezra's lips rose but his eyes were still shooting dagger at me. "Except that, I saw you dancing with another man." Oh my God! How to calm down? I felt like dying. I parted my lips but failed to utter a word for a second until I chuckled awkwardly. "Ezra! Oh gosh, it's you, I mean, I didn't expect to see you here, outside the Ecstasy Land." He stepped closer to me until he leaned as his forehead touched mine. My heartbeat was now louder than the echoing music in the room. I was out of breath but I was trying to act normal and not that affected. "Expect the unexpected." I froze like a block of ice when his warm fingers touched my face as he put some of my hair strands on the back of my ear. He then leaned deeper; electricity travelled through me when I felt his lips touching the tip of my ear as his warm breath travelled on my skin. "I missed you, Snow," he whispered while I couldn't move. Fuck he was so close, I could
I dropped my body from the countertop and faced the sink. I hold on to it while he was behind me. The warmness on his hand as he held my back tingled my nerves. He pushed my body to bend me more on the sink. I looked at our reflection in the mirror. Shit, our view was way hotter than the views I had watched on porn. He moved closer to me. I bit my lower lip as I felt the head of his manhood poking my femininity, and without warning, he pushed all of him inside me. "Oh fuck!" I covered my mouth, remembering that we were just in a bathroom and outside was full of people, partying. "Ah..." His moan could make me cum, to be honest, it was so freaking hot. He then thrust himself deep inside me, so fast and hard. I was almost biting my palm so I could control my moan. My body heated even more as I watched his reflection in the mirror while he thrust hard and smoothly inside me. He would close his eyes from time to time, bite his lower lip, lick and then he would look up, showing his perf
I looked at the invitation I received in my email. Until now I was thinking If I'd attend the Ecstasy Land's anniversary. It has been one year. One year I didn't have any connections with Ezra. It has been one whole freaking year, almost two years that we haven't talked. 'I'll use my connections to find you again.'After that party of Quinn, he never contacted me again. He said he'd find me, somehow he never did show up and it has been one year, until now that night with him was still haunting me; his memories stuck on my chest like a tattoo embroidered with needless.I flinched when arms hugged me from behind. I closed my phone as I felt Clayton's head on my shoulder. I moved my head a little sidewards to avoid our faces touching too closely. His chest on my back felt hard but all I could imagine was the way Ezra used to hug me from behind."You love the view in our garden huh?" Clayton tightened his hug while I just bluntly look at the flowers, feeling the breeze of our garden."The
"I thought you're ready for the possibility that you'll see him again?" Quinn crossed her arms while her back was on the wall of my hotel room. "Then why aren't you going out? We're here since yesterday, you haven't even stepped foot on the sand yet. I thought you came here for the beach." I was just sitting on my bed with my back on the headboard, calmly listening to her rants and accusations. Finally, we arrived at the Ecstasy Land yesterday, but God I thought I was ready, but when I saw the island, the trees, and its nature, I felt goosebumps as anxiousness hit me hard. "Snow! Oh, God." She rolled her eyes. "So you're just gonna stay here in your room for one week? You'll waste your money and not enjoy a single thing on this island?" "Calm down, Quinn. I'm just resting. I have jetlag." I sighed. She walked towards my bed and sat there as she pinched my waist. "Don't tell me you're still into Ezra, after one year, Snow?" She snapped her fingers right in front of my face. "You're