Page 14 of Uniquely in Love

“Yes, Owen. I want you.”

Would anyone else compare to the man by my side? Whose smiles lit up my world in a way I’d never been able to explain? I couldn’t even remember when my crush on him had begun. Only that when I’d started high school, our relationship had changed. He’d become as much of my best friend as Penny was. And then we were dating, and everything had been… perfect. Until it wasn’t.

He pressed his lips to my forehead and then climbed out of his car without preamble. Part of me missed his old truck, though the blue sports car he drove now clearly showed how well the Seattle Seals were paying him to play on the team.

Owen came around to my side, opening my door and unbuckling my seatbelt for me when I made no move to do it myself. He held out a hand, and I slid mine into it, letting him pull me out of the car. The door shut, and I rested my back against the cool exterior as he traced a finger around my jawline.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his free hand resting on the roof of his car. “I can hardly stand it.”

Dipping his head down, he kissed me until I was panting underneath him. Needy and hopelessly wet, and all I wanted washim.

“Upstairs,” I begged.

Owen opened the backseat, grabbed the bag of condoms, and then interlaced our fingers as I guided him into my apartment.

I’d promised him one night only, but somehow I knew that with every step, there was no going back from this. That I could say whatever I wanted, but I knew the truth.

One last night would never be enough. Not with him. And not for us.

FIVE

Owen

NOW

Her apartment door slammed shut behind us, and I pinned her against it, relishing in the taste of her mouth after so long. How had I gone so long without kissing her? Without feeling her skin under mine? She was warm, despite the slight chill to the night air and her bare shoulders. I moved my lips down, pushing the spaghetti straps of her light blue dress off and kissing the crook of her neck.

She let her head fall back against the door as I brushed my lips over her skin while trailing my fingers up the skin of her thigh, dangerously close to her panties.

“Owen,” she begged. “Please. Touch me.”

I groaned, dropping my head to her shoulder as I pushed aside the material and ran my fingers over her slit.

“So wet,” I murmured, spreading her wetness around before pressing my thumb against her clit. She let out a small gasp, and I pushed a finger inside of her. “So tight.” Her moan as I thrust my finger in and out spurred me on even more. “Do you need to come, my Daisy?”

“Yes,”she cried as I added another finger. “So bad. It’sbeenso long.”

She was mine. The idea that in all this time, she hadn’t been with anyone else made my cock harden further, pressing uncomfortably against the zipper of my jeans. I didn’t even know if it was true. My mom hadn’t told me about her dating anyone else, but that didn’t mean she’d been waiting around for me. Especially when I’d spent the better part of five years staying away from her.

I hadn’t memorized her body like I’d wanted to the last time, and that was a mistake. This time, I planned to take my time with her. Luckily, I’d picked up some new tricks over the last few years. Listening to my teammates talk about women had been eye-opening, to say the least.

Continuing to fuck her with my fingers until she fell apart in my arms, I felt a smug satisfaction at the feeling of her cunt clenching around me and how fast she’d come. Pulling my fingers out, she slumped against me. As I held her against my body, I pulled us both away from the door.

Grabbing the bag I’d dropped as soon as we’d entered the apartment, I opened the box and stuffed a few foil packets into my back pocket.

“Bedroom?” I murmured in her ear once that was done.

“The one on the left,” she responded, wrapping her arms around my neck before lifting her body off the ground to hug her legs around my waist.

Carrying her like a koala, I kicked in her door, dropping her on the bed. Her honey blonde hair spread out around her, and that icy blue dress that complimented her skin so well rode up, exposing her white lacy panties to me. Leaving her dress on and pushing it up her hips further, I tugged the lace fabric down, exposing her pretty pink pussy to me. God, I wanted to have my mouth on her.

“So pretty,” I murmured, kneeling at the edge of the bed and tugging her down so her entrance lined up with my face. “I need to taste you, baby.”

Ellie whimpered in response as I dragged my tongue overher slit, tasting her like I’d been dying to do since I kissed her earlier today.

Taking my time, I thrust my tongue inside her, lapping up all of her juices before circling her clit with my tongue. I could tell she was still sensitive from coming on my fingers, and I worked her up, feeling her tighten around me.

Before she could come again, I stood up, kissing her deeply, letting her taste herself on my mouth.

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