We let a few more people in over the next thirty minutes and the house was starting to get pretty full. Aiden and I sat on the couch and people watched. People were rotating in and out of the kitchen. Ezra had moved to the other side of the table so he could still keep an eye on me even if we weren't in the same room. I chewed on my lip nervously every time I caught him watching me.

"How much do you want to bet that girl is puking in the next five minutes?" Aiden wrapped his arm around me and pointed to a dark-haired girl stumbling out of the kitchen. She was crying and asking if anyone had seen her boyfriend. The other girl next to her told her, "Your boyfriend's not here. You broke up with him, remember?" The drunk girl was crying even harder. "Yeah, but I need him to be here."

Mark ran out of the kitchen and JD was on his heels. JD tackled Mark and twisted his nipples hard. Anna was standing in the doorway. Her eyes were unfocused as she watched JD.

"You win" Mark yelled. JD jumped up, celebrating his victory while punching the air and cheering.

"Lil Bit," JD slurred when he saw me sitting quietly next to Aiden. "You should have a drink with us."

"Not tonight." I turned him down, keeping my promise to the earlier and more sober JD. He would thank me in the morning.

Mark crawled over to where my legs were and placed his elbow on my knee. He rested his face on his hands and batted his eyelashes.

"Yeah, JD, not tonight." He used a high-pitched voice mocking me. I smacked the back of his head and he pretended to fall over.

"You deserved that." Aiden told him.

Anna walked up behind JD and whispered in his ear. From the grin that spread across his face, I could tell we wouldn't be seeing them for the rest of the night. Without another word, she took his hand and she pulled him up the stairs.

More people trickled in and out of the kitchen. I started looking around to see if Ezra had made it back in the living room yet. He had been throwing shot after shot back. Every time I looked at him, he had a new drink in his hand. I should probably go make sure he was alright.

"Should we go check on Brynn and Ezra?" I asked Aiden.

"Yeah, that's probably a good idea." He offered me his hand to help me up from the couch.

We walked into the kitchen, where Brynn and Ezra were standing talking. She was still a little closer to him than I would like, but when he saw me, he pushed her aside and crossed the room. He pulled me into him and wrapped his arms around me. He must have forgotten everything that happened earlier in his intoxicated state. Aiden walked over to Brynn and put his arm around her.

"Hey, my beautiful girl," Ezra slurred. He leaned in and pressed his lips to mine before I could react. My body began to ignite at his touch. Damn my body for reacting to him this way when I was still mad at him.

"Are you a little drunk?" I asked and gave him the same stare I had seen my Mother give my Father a million times when she was angry with him.

"We're not drunk." Brynn hiccuped. Aiden pulled her head on his shoulder and gave it a small kiss. He was supporting all her weight against him. She looked like she might pass out any second. I looked up to Ezra's eyes and saw the clouds covering them. He was completely trashed too.

"It might be time to get these two to bed." Aiden said with a smile at me.

"I like that idea." Ezra raised his eyebrow and smiled.

He grabbed my hand and started pulling me upstairs to his room before I could say goodnight to Brynn and Aiden. He stumbled a bit as he rushed up the stairs. I pulled my hand from his and tucked myself under his arm to help support him so he wouldn't fall over.

When we got to his room, he plopped down on his bed and leaned up on his elbows to look at me. I went back to the door and shut it behind us and locked it so no one could walk in while we slept. I would have to get up pretty early to sneak out of his room so I wouldn't get caught.

"Why are you still wearing clothes?" Ezra slurred at me.

"I'm about to change into my pajamas." I said, walking over to my bag to pull out the pair of pajamas I had packed last night.

"Not what I meant. My room, my rules. You are forbidden to wear clothes when you are in my bed. Take them off at once." He sounded like a king demanding the loyalty of his subjects.

"Ezra, you are really drunk. We should just go to bed. I'm changing into my pajamas." I said, frustrated at him.

"I hope you like sleeping on the floor then." Ezra poured and threw a pillow on the ground.

"Are you being serious right now?" Drunk Ezra was an obstinate asshole.

"My room, remember. If you want to sleep in my bed again tonight, you will take your clothes off and fuck me." He said, lifting the corner of his mouth in a devilish smile.

I had no intention of sleeping with him again while he was this trashed. I grabbed my pajamas and began to walk to the door to unlock it.

"Where are you going?" Ezra jumped up off the bed to wrap his arms around me.

"Finding somewhere else to sleep." I huffed.

"Don't go. You know you want to stay with me tonight." He ran his hands over me and began kissing my cheek and neck.

"You're being mean." I said.

"And you're being stubborn." He countered. "You know you are going to give me what I want anyway. I'm just trying to save you the trouble of putting pajamas on since I will just rip them off you."

"I'm not having sex with you again tonight." I held my shaky ground.

"Oh, you're not?" Ezra raised his head back and laughed at me.

"Nope." I dug my heels in.

He reached around me and pulled the ties on the back of the shirt and it fell to the ground. "Oops, Riley, what happened to your shirt?"

"You're not funny." I said, placing my hands over my bare chest.

"So sorry, baby, here, let me pick that up for you." Ezra began to bend down in front of me like he was going to pick up the shirt. He stuck his fingers in the leggings instead and pulled them down over my hips in one motion. He pulled at my legs to make me move so he could pull them completely off me. He looked down and licked his lips as his eyes greedily took in my bare skin.

"Changed your mind yet?" He asked, standing up and stepped closer to me.

"Nope, not going to happen." I backed up against the door. Ezra reached his hand out and ran his fingertips down over my stomach and stopped when my body began trembling for him.

"What about now?" He smirked.

"No." I panted for him, losing my willpower. There was no way I could even attempt to hide how his touch affected my body.

"Ok." Ezra shrugged and stepped back from me and removed his shirt.

Oh god.

His hard muscles moved under his skin as he bent down to pull his pants completely off. His naked ass. walked over to the table next to his bed and pulled out one of the boxes of condoms we bought earlier. He pulled out the little foil packet and walked back over to me without saying a word. He opened it and slid it over himself as I stood there wordlessly watching him work.

Ezra picked me up by my hips and pressed himself against me. I looked down as he lined me up over him. He teased his head at my opening and I moaned, desperate to feel him inside me again.

"Still not going to let me fuck you?" He moved against me and smiled when my body began moving with his.

"Not a chance." I teased, looking into his eyes with a huge grin on my face.

My head snapped back when I felt the sweet pressure of him pushing into me. I wrapped my legs around his waist tighter and took him in deep. He pushed away from the door and walked over to lay me on the bed. His hands slid over my body as he nipped at my skin. He slid himself slowly in and out of me. My eyes rolled back into my head from his slow deep movements.

Ezra stopped quickly and pulled himself out of me. He casually sat on the bed on the other side of me and looked over. I leaned up with the most confused expression I have ever had in my life. What just happened?

"What the hell was that?" I screamed.

"You said you weren't going to have sex with me. I am respecting your wishes." He grabbed my knee and looked down at me with an arrogant smile. Damnit, he was so infuriating. I knew he was drunk, which made it that much worse.

"I hate you." I grumbled and stood up from the bed furiously, ready to grab my things and leave. He caught my wrist and pulled me back to him. He pulled at my knees until I was on top of him, straddling him.

"Be a good girl and ride my cock until I come." He whispered in my ear and wrapped his hand around himself to guide the tip to my opening. Once he found it, he pushed me down so he was inside me again.

Ezra thrusted his hips up until I began moving slowly up and down over him. Being with him was intoxicating. I wanted to scream at him and lose myself to him at the same time. He was toxic and I couldn't get enough of him. I didn't understand how he could make me feel so good and bad about myself at the same time.

I moaned as I quickened my pace on him. He dug his fingers into my hips as he watched my chest move up and down as I desperately needed to bury him inside of me.

"Come on, Riley, show me how much you fucking hate me." He taunted me.

I pushed the irritating boy down hard on the bed and dug my nails into his skin, leaving angry red lines across his abdomen as they passed over him. He reached his long arms up and pulled my hair.

"You're such an asshole." I moaned as my body began to tighten around him.

"Riley. I'm going to... " He groaned breathlessly as his stomach muscles began to tense. I covered his mouth with my hand. I was done listening to him tonight.

Then an idea hit me.

I stopped moving over him. He wanted to play games with me. Now it was my turn. I climbed off him before either one of us could finish.

"What the fuck are you doing?" He growled.

"I told you no sex." I said, looking down at him triumphantly.

"And I told you to fuck me until I come." The corners of his mouth pulled down into an angry frown.

"Well, I guess neither of us will get what we want tonight." I said, moving back towards him to stand between his legs.

"You're going to get it one way or another. You just don't know it yet." He kissed my stomach below my belly button and I wrapped my fingers in his tangled dark hair.

"Is that so?" I asked, shaking from his touch. He looked up at me, raising his eyebrow with the rings in it.  I nodded my head at him to let him know I was ready for him.

Ezra grabbed me and pulled me down to the bed. He flipped me over on my stomach and pulled me up on my knees. He pushed into me from behind and pushed my head down into the bed. His other arm grabbed my wrists and held them behind me while he slammed into me.

"Ezra." I moaned as I lost myself to him immediately.

Ezra pushed my head down harder and thrust into me as deep as he could go and his body tightened as he spilled out into the condom. We both collapsed panting. He pulled himself out and rolled the condom up to toss it in the trash next to the bed.

Ezra rolled off of me and laid his head back on his pillow and closed his eyes. He pushed his hair off his head and groaned. I glanced over at him and chewed on my lip as I studied his face. He opened his tortured eyes. Something was on his mind.

"Did you mean it when you said you hate me?" He asked as he grabbed a lock of my hair and twirled it between his fingers.

I sat pondering his question for what felt like an eternity.

"No, I don't think I hate you. I am not sure how I feel about what's happened between us. Do you hate me?" I asked, not knowing if I could accept his answer if he said he did.

"Not even a little bit." He sounded like he surprised himself when he said it.

"Ezra, what are we doing?" I asked, laying my head down on his chest.

"I don't know. I just don't want it to stop." He kissed my head and pulled me in. I closed my eyes, welcoming his strong warmth around me.