Page 105 of Uniquely in Love

Heat pooled in my core and I ran my hands down my naked body, flicking over my nipples and letting out a soft moan. I was already so turned on, and Owen standing there, fully clothed while I was bared to him, made it even hotter. I ran my hands down my side, letting my fingertips trail over his number on my side. It hurt like a bitch, but it was worth it.Soworth it, just to see the man I’d always loved barely holding back.

I smiled at his restraint, but the outline of his erection pressed against his pants made it obvious that he wanted this as badly as I did.

“Do you like what you see?” I cupped my tits, fluttering my eyelashes at him as he watched me.

“Yes,” he groaned. “Fuck.” Owen reached down, squeezing his cock. “Come here, baby. Let me touch you.”

I shook my head as I rolled my nipples between my fingers. “Not yet.”

He whimpered. “Ellie.” The sound was pained. “I need you. Please.”

Sauntering towards him, I dropped to my knees in front of him, sliding my hands over his waist before unbuttoning his pants. Owen grunted as I dragged his zipper down, pulling his cock out and running my tongue over his crown.

“You’re always taking care of me,” I said, dragging my tongue flat over his tip. “Now, let me take care of you.” The other night in the shower had been the first time I’d done this, and I liked how powerful it made me feel—like even though Iwas the one on my knees, he was at my mercy. God, it was hot.

Owen’s fingers tangled in my hair as I took him into my mouth and sucked. I wound my arms around his body, hands finding his ass and squeezing his delicious hockey butt.

“Baby,” he groaned, holding me still. “Your mouth feels too good, but I don’t want to come down your pretty throat.”

I popped off of him, standing up to wrap my arms around his neck, his cock pressed between us against my stomach.

He dipped his head, pressing a kiss to each side of my lips before finally kissing me. “You’re fucking incredible. I am constantly in awe of you.”

“I’m not the amazing one,” I muttered. “You are.” I was just a girl who had run away from my problems for the last five years.

I’d run away from Owen because… Becausewhat?I bit my lip. Because I was scared. I was scared that he wouldn’t have time for me, and our relationship would crumble under the pressure. Instead, I’d broken it. Broken us. And a few months later, when I’d gotten hurt skating, I could have gotten back out there after my knee surgery, but I hadn’t. I’d hidden away, convincing myself that it was safer that way.

But it wasn’t. Everything I’d done to protect myself, and all it had gotten me was years of time wasted. Things I’d missed out on.This.We’d missed out on this.

“Take me to bed,” I whispered.

He picked me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, kissing him as he walked us to the bed. My tongue found his, and I moaned into his mouth as he stroked inside. I rocked my hips, rubbing against his hard length, and every brush against my clit sent ripples of pleasure through my system.

Owen set me down on the bed, laying me down with my hair sprawled out behind me, but I sat up. “I want to be on top this time,” I said, putting one hand on his chest and pushing him down.

His responding grin was as bright as the sun. “Okay.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. You want to ride me, Ellie girl? I’m not a cowboy, but I’m happy to save a horse.” He smirked as he shed his pants and underwear. Owen laid back on the bed, and I straddled his hips, pinning his cock between us as I moved back and forth over it, giving my clit the friction it needed.

“Put me inside of you,” he commanded, running his hands up my thighs till they settled on my hips. “Oh,God. That had no business being so hot.

I raised my hips, guiding his tip to my entrance, and then I sank down on his cock, sliding down inch by inch. My hands were flat against his chest and I dug my nails in as I worked my way onto his thick length, moaning as he filled me. Would I ever get used to the feeling of him inside of me, stretching me wide? I don’t think so.

“Feels so good,” I moaned, shutting my eyes as I took every last inch. When he was buried to the hilt, I started rocking back and forth, grinding my clit down over his shaft. Owen’s hands trailed over my skin before he cupped my breasts, rubbing my nipples in the same way I’d been teasing him before.

“Look at you. So goddamn beautiful, the way you’re riding my cock.” He let out a guttural sound as I clenched down around him. “Fuck, baby.”

“I can feel you everywhere,” I said, sprawling my hand over my abdomen, like I could feel where he was buried inside me from the outside. The fullness and the angle like this were incredible. It was everything I needed. Everything we’d been depriving ourselves of for years. “Why haven’t we been doing this since I moved in?”

He thrust into me from below, matching the movements of my hips with his own, like he couldn’t hold back. “You’re the one—”Thrust.“—who said—” Another thrust. “—that we should just befriends, Ellie baby.”

Suddenly, I couldn’t remember why. Not when us,together, was everything.

I huffed in agreement, rising on my knees before slamming back down on his cock. “That was dumb.”

“Fuck being friends, Ellie. There’s no way I could ever be just friends with you.” One of his hands moved down between my legs, rubbing a circle over my clit, while his gaze focused on where he disappeared inside of me.

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