You are mine

Chapter Twenty-Five

“Hey, buttercup. Have you missed me?”

I put my hand on my chest as my heart slows down to its normal beat. “Owen?”

“Yeah, baby. It’s me.”

I sit on my bed rubbing my eyes. I lift my arm to turn on the lamp that’s beside me.

I look where the shadow was and there he is. Owen is sitting on one of my kitchen chairs. He holds an ashtray while he smokes his cigar.

I clear my throat while he has his eyes on me. “So, when did you come back?”

Owen takes one last drag from his cigar before he crushes it into the ashtray. “Not too long ago.” He smirks. “Aren’t you happy to see me?”

I snort at his question. “Honestly, I don’t know if I should punch you or kiss you.”

He let out a chuckle.

“You find this funny?” My mouth sets in a firm line. “You left without saying anything to me. I was waiting for you in your bed naked. How do you think I felt when I woke up the morning after?”

I fold my arms in front of me as I look anywhere but at him.

Great! I sound as if we were married or something.

Owen doesn’t say anything. I don’t know how I should take his silence.

I hear him stand up from his seat as he puts the ashtray somewhere.

I keep my eyes away from him.

Owen walks beside my bed to sit beside me. He grabs my chin until our eyes meet. “I’m sorry.” He says sincerely.

I lift my eyebrows. I can’t say that his words didn’t surprise me.

Jumping in his arms, I circle my arms around his neck. “I was worried about you. You jerk!”

Did I go too far?

Will he push me away?

To my relief, Owen brings his big arms around my body. “Believe me when I say this. I missed you too, buttercup.”

I pull away to look him in the eyes. “Where were you?”

He brushes a lock of hair behind my ear. Instead of giving me an answer, he presses his lips with mine.

I stifle a moan as his tongue invades my mouth. I should push him away for what he put me through, but instead, I kiss him back.

How I missed him.

“Now there’s a sound I missed,” Owen whispers inside my ear, tickling me in the same process.

“You don’t play fair,” I say to him. “Here I am, trying to have some answers…”

Owen cuts me off with another kiss.

“Never said that I was.” He grabs the base of my camisole, removing it from my body.

As always, my nipples are ready for him to have a feast on them. “Fuck, your nipples are hard like steal whenever I’m close to you. That turns me so fucking on.”

He leans down to capture one with his lips, sucking it hard.

I throw my head back as I arch my back toward him. I hiss his name. Owen moves to the other, giving the same treatment to its twin.

I help him remove his jean jacket and his t-shirt.

I can’t help myself as I ogle at his upper body. That man has no trace of any fat. He’s all muscle and his tattoos are a plus.

Half of my body is still under the covers. I take off my panties to throw them at him. He catches them, and before he tosses them behind. Owen takes a whiff.

“Oh my God! Have you no shame?” I chuckle.

I see the humour in his eyes. “What do you think?”

It was a stupid question. I know.

Owen removes the rest of the covers from me as I’m fully naked in front of him. Before he has the chance to make a move. I take his hand to suck on two of his fingers.

“Fuck!” He lets out.

I continue t suck on them and when I lick the tip of his fingers, he has enough.

“Come here,” Owen says to me.

He holds my nipple in his mouth as he pulls at it while he penetrates my center core with the same fingers I put in my mouth.

“AH! AH! OWEN!”

“Do you know how badly I want to thrust myself in there?” Owen asks me before he moves to my other nipples while he accelerates his thrust inside me.

“Hmm! If you continue. I’m going to come.” I grip his shoulder as the pleaser he gives me takes me to heaven.

Owen grins. “That’s the plan.”

I shake my head desperately. “I want you to be inside me while I come, please!”

“Who am I to disappoint my woman?”

Did he just call me his woman?

Not now, Taylor!

Right.

He removes his pants and covers his shaft with a condom. I was so sure he would be lying on top of me, but instead he lay on his back, watching me.

“Come and ride me then.” He takes my hand as I straddle Owen’s hips sinking down on him.

I gasp as he fills me. I put my hands on his chest to go faster.

Before I have the chance to move again. Owen grabs my throat, bringing my head closer to his. He wraps his other hand behind my head kissing my lips.

As the pleaser takes over me. I bring my fingers on my center chore as I start to rub myself.

Owen releases my throat, grabbing my hips instead while he helps me push down on him. “Fuck. You’re full of surprises tonight, buttercup.”

I let out a moan when I feel my come dripping over him. Owen turns us around so he’s on top of me. I spread my thighs wider for him to have better access.

“What am I going to do with you? I was barely inside you and you’re already done.” Owen accelerates his thrusts deep inside me.

“You shouldn’t have left me then.” I pant out.

“You’re right. I shouldn’t have.”

No other words are needed between us.

He grunts again and again as my walls start to tighten around his manhood. I come for the second time tonight before Owen’s balls empty themself as he comes in his turn.

Owen disposes of the condom inside the trash before he lay back down on my bed.

I lay my head on his chest. Owen plays with my hair while I’m deep in my thoughts.

“Are you going to tell me where you were?” I found myself asking.

He let out a sigh. “My mother.”

I lift my head to look at his face. “Do you want to talk about it?”

He shakes his head. “I will, but not tonight. I want to be with you for now. another time, I promise.”

I won’t push him on this. I will wait until he’s ready. Now, I want to enjoy having him for myself. Tomorrow is another day. I have him back. That's what matters to me.

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