25 Year-Old Virgin—"Already Gone"

Tomorrow will determine my future, for the better or worse. If Ezra says "I do," then my heart will simultaneously shatter irreparably. If he doesn't, then I'll be the happiest woman in the world.

Tonight is Ezra and Erica's rehearsal dinner. I'm somewhat nervous about watching the rehearsal. Erica wants me there to see if Ezra will change his mind about the wedding tonight. To be honest, I don't think he will.

Over the past few months things have become even more awkward. I've grown closer to Erica and farther away from Ezra. Erica and I have really built quite a good friendship. The only issue being we're both in love with the same man.

Ezra has been avoiding me for a while and it's probably because of the slip up we had.

About a month ago, Erica decided that the three of us should go out to a club. She told me to wear the shortest dress I owned and to make Ezra jealous. Let's just say it worked.

The three of us were all a little tipsy and I was grinding up on some random guy when Erica left Ezra to go to the bathroom.

Ezra had been obviously jealous for about 20 minutes. He had been staring daggers in the guy's back and I knew Erica noticed.

Once she left, Ezra's jealous side reared it's head. Once the song ended, Ezra grabbed my hand and whisked me away to a dark corner of the club. He never let go of my hand as he stood only centimeters away from my body. We were both hyper aware of our sudden proximity. We stared into each other's eyes, which were both clouding with lust. After a minute, he broke eye contact and leaned down to my ear.

"You can't do that in front of me, Aria," he said in a gravelly tone.

"Do what?" I asked, playing coy.

"Be with other guys."

I shook my head. "Ezra, that's not fair and you know it."

He moved away from my ear and rested his forehead against mine. He opened his eyes and stared into mine.

"Aria, I-I just...," he whispered.

"Just what, Ezra?" I was becoming overwhelmed by lust.

He released a deep breath and said, "I just want you, Aria." He paused and I fought to keep myself from launching onto him. "I just want you all to myself."

With those words, I was a goner. I launched my lips onto his with a blazing passion. My hands latched around his neck, while his grasped my thighs. Within a matter of seconds, Ezra had picked me up and I had secured my legs around his waist.

The kiss never broke and Ezra deepened it, while grinding his hips into mine. We both released a ragged moan. Ezra's lips left mine to trail down my neck as our hips rocked against each other at a steady rhythm.

I groaned as I felt closer to a release and pulled Ezra's face back up to my own. We stared hungrily into each other's eyes for a few moments, never breaking the rhythm of our hips. Soon enough Ezra leaned in and hungrily caught my lips within his own.

I knew I was close to an orgasm and knew that I needed to get out of this crowd. I reluctantly pulled away from Ezra's lips and struggled to control my breathing. Ezra pulled back as well and looked at me through his lust-filled blue orbs.

"We need to go somewhere more private," I uttered. My words seemed to somewhat break Ezra out of a trance, as he looked around and remembered where we were.

He laughed slightly while setting me down on my feet and saying, "We do."

Ezra grabbed my hand and rushed us through the crowd to a small hallway on the other side of the dance floor. I tripped as we passed a long line at the bathroom, and Ezra caught me before I could fall. We both laughed and stumbled the rest of the way down the hall. We came to the club's empty office and rushed inside.

Once the door was shut, Ezra's mouth crashed into mine. Clothes were flying, and we were both naked within mere minutes. Ezra picked me up by my thighs and pressed my back against the door. He didn't waste anymore time and thrust up into me, fast and hard.

My eyes rolled back into my head, and I screamed Ezra's name as he continued to pound into me relentlessly. Ezra bit the sweet spot on my neck causing me to cum hard.

Ezra only groaned and began to pound into me faster than I thought humanly possible.

"Ezra, Fuck!" I yelled.

"Oh, baby," he groaned, and I knew he was close. I was determined to make his orgasm the best.

I began to rotate my hips in a circular motion, which I knew drove him crazy. Then, I began to nibble on his sweet spot.

"Oh, fuck, baby!" he bellowed, and I knew he was there. With that I reached down to simultaneously squeeze his balls and bite down on his sweet spot.

He came instantly and shot load after load into me which triggered my second orgasm.

As we came down from our highs, we slumped against each other.

"God, Ar," he whispered. "That was…"

"Perfect," I finished for him.

He looked up into my eyes and smiled. "It was."

Anyway, after that night, Ezra began to slowly distance himself from me and never get too close. Whenever I was with another man, Ezra just ignored us.

I was losing all hope, and Erica finally felt like she had a chance.

I'm currently on my way to Ezra and Erica's dinner. I had decided against going to the actual wedding rehearsal knowing that it would only cause me unnecessary pain. Seeing the two of them at the altar just might be the thing to put me in the grave and I want to avoid it for as long as possible.

I got to the dinner venue a little early and everyone was awaiting Ezra and Erica's arrival. I headed straight to the bar because I knew that I was going to need some serious liquid courage. Erica had asked me to give a toast.

I was dreading it because I wasn't sure if I would be able to give the toast without bursting into tears. It's basically the last test. It's the last chance for Ezra to leave, unless he leaves Erica at the altar.

I didn't have much time left alone with my thoughts because Ezra and Erica walked in as I received my drink.

Everyone was cheering happily for the couple. As I turned around, Ezra and I locked eyes for a fleeting moment. Once he realized what he was doing, he flinched as though he had been burned and quickly looked the other way.

I had been anticipating for him to act this way, but honestly it still hurt like hell. I knew at this moment that he wasn't going to pick me. Nothing was going to change. Ezra sees his future with Erica and has never seen it with me.

Dinner was served just as soon as Ezra and Erica took their seats at the front of the dining hall. I was sitting with Wesley, Hardy, Sam, and Theresa, Erica's sister.

The five of us were all due to give a toast after dinner. I'm scheduled to speak last.

Dinner was eaten, and thus the toasts began all too quickly. Wesley and Hardy spoke on behalf of Ezra, both telling silly stories of Ezra's past. Sam and Theresa talked about how happy Ezra made Erica.

Ezra sat blushing and Erica sat giggling throughout all of the toasts. Eventually, it was time for me to put on a brave face and congratulate the happy couple.

I stood and took the microphone from Theresa as I made my way to stand next to Ezra and Erica. I looked at the two of them and saw that they both looked somewhat apprehensive.

I shot them a small smile, while attempting to mentally prepare myself. I looked away from them and to the rest of the crowd. I look a deep breath, and soon words came tumbling out.

"I met Ezra about nine years ago. He was my AP English teacher. When he left my high school, we became best friends." I smiled wistfully thinking back to our early relationship. "We both liked the same literature and shared the same passion for writing. Hell, we even liked the same black and white movies."

I heard a few small chuckles and allowed myself a look at Ezra and Erica. He was smiling softly, and she looked somewhat uncomfortable. I knew I needed to move along.

"Anyway, Ezra moved to New York, and we fell out of touch. Several months ago, we ran into each other again and rekindled our old friendship. After a few weeks, Ezra introduced me to Erica. When I met her, I was slightly intimidated." Everyone laughed and I looked over to see Erica blushing. I grinned before continuing.

"It took awhile for us to get acquainted, but now I consider Erica to be a great friend. I can't imagine a more perfect couple. Ezra is a great man, and Erica is an incredible woman."

I began to tear up slightly as I prepared to give my final words. I locked eyes with Ezra as I raised my glass. He was uncomfortable; I could see it in his eyes. I broke eye contact and put on a brave smile.

"Here's to Ezra, Erica, and their bright and wonderful future as husband and wife." I downed my drink before walking toward the exit. I didn't look back as the tears began rolling down my face.

Author's Note: Long chapter! Hopefully, it partially makes up for the long wait! Only 1-2 chapters left in this story!

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