As we're sitting in the grass the clouds begin to swarm us.
"Look how dark it's getting. We should start heading back. My place or yours?", Owen asks me.
"I'd rather go to yours but we should definitely start heading back! It's starting to rain.", I respond. "Sounds good!"
We then start running in the pouring rain while laughing and it feels so freeing. "I'm loving this!", I yell out as Owen starts racing me to the bus stop. "Not this again!", I say as I start laughing even more. As I'm running I pretend to trip. Owen hears me yell and comes to attend my fall but I smirk at him and run off so I can beat him to the bus stop.
Once he catches up he picks me up and kisses me. The sparks are flying in this moment and I never want the kiss to end.
"Alright love birds, get on!", the bus driver yells at us, breaking up the kiss. Owen hands the bus driver the money for the ride and we sit down and just laugh. "Sorry for getting the seats wet!", he says to the driver as the driver looks in the rear-view mirror and smiles.
20 minutes later...
"Thanks for the ride!", Owen tells the driver. "Have a great day.", I say as we get off and walk into Owen's condo building.
After getting up to his room I start shivering.
"Oh are you cold babe?", Owen asks me. "Yeah I'm pretty chilly. Can we maybe have a hot shower?" He looks at me in surprise. "Oh? You mean both of us?" "What, do you not want to?", I say while smirking. "No, no, a shower sounds great. I'll get it ready.", he tells me. "Okay.", I say while smiling.
I walk into the bathroom and start taking off my clothes. Owen has never seen me naked before.
"You're so beautiful.", he tells me. I smile shyly and get into the shower.
"What are you waiting for? Get in!", I say while laughing. "Right, right.", he responds. He unbuckles his belt and starts pulling off his shirt. God those abs. "Look who's drooling now!", he says to me. "Hey!" I pull him into the shower.
We look at each other before making out passionately. He kisses down my neck and it gives me the most fluttery butterflies. Then he pours some body wash onto my body and starts rubbing it in. I do the same and reach down and meet my hand with his dick. He tilts his head back and enjoys the moment.
He turns me around and teases me with his erection. He wraps his arms around my stomach, moves my hair over my right shoulder, and kisses down the left side of my neck again. He really knows what he's doing. I turn my head and kiss him a few times again before washing off and turning off the shower.
We get out and start drying off before he picks me up and kisses me more. I'm then placed on the bed and he smirks before kissing me down my stomach until he reaches in between my thighs.
He teases me more and starts licking around my clit. I've never been eaten out before and it feels so good. He then inserts one finger, then another, until I'm in a whole other world. "Fuck Owen just like that." He quickens his pace before stopping abruptly.
He hovers over me and kisses me one last time before asking for consent.
"Are you sure Islah?"
"Yes I'm ready."
With that he slowly begins to insert himself. "Does this hurt?", he asks me. "No, it's perfect."
Owen quickens his pace until he's thrusting faster and deeper with each push. Sex has never felt so amazing.
We're both in ecstasy. "Please don't stop Owen, I'm gonna-" He uses his thumb on my clit and that sends me over the edge.
"Fuck, you're so hot.", he tells me while grunting.
"Oh my god Owen."
When we're done we lay on the bed beside each other, tired and sweaty. "That was amazing.", I tell him. "You're amazing Islah.", he tells me.
"I love you so much. I'm so grateful you're in my life.", I tell him. He smiles and gives me a kiss on the forehead. "I love you Islah."
We cuddle to sleep and this marks the beginning of our happily ever after.
The end.
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Dear readers,
So sorry if this chapter is cringe or uncomfortable. It's almost impossible to write a sex scene and make it not gross sounding lol. So apologies! But I hope you enjoyed this story.
I started writing this last year with the intention of a cute little love story but when my imagination runs, it runs, creating a very dramatic book with heavy themes. But that's just how everything went and I'm not mad at it.
What do you guys think? Let me know if you have any suggestions or advice, as this is my first story I've ever written!
Love,
Pixee Dustt <3
xoxo
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