Traumatic love *O. Hunt*

𝟭𝟮. 𝗧𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗸 {𝗔𝗻 𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲}

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠; 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

Abby sat on her bed and looked to Owen as he stood at the bottom of it "I'm sorry you want to do what" she asked as he liked to her

"You heard me. Abby, I don't want to hide us. I don't want to hide this. I think that we should tell your brother about us" he said as she sat as she looked to him

"And what exactly is this Owen. You asked me on a date. You turn up drunk. Yeah we've fucked a few turns. Yeah I'm getting close to you. I am there for you as let's admit it. You do have issues and so do I. But I hardly think we are in the way of telling my brother about us. Besides it's not as if you two even like each other" she said as he grabbed the bag of her thighs and pulled her to him

He gripped her chin and pulled her to him so that she was looking at him "look at me Abby" he said as she smiled

"I am serious about you. This, I know it's early but I like you I could even say I am close to loving you and I don't want to hide this. Unless your ashamed of me I know I have my baggage" he said as she looked to him and sighed

"No. I'm not ashamed. I woukd never be ashamed of this. Just let me think over it knew" she said as he smiled. He placed a hand on her cheek and smiled as he leant in and kissed her as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled her to him

"I think I could fall in love with you too Owen hunt" she said as he smirked into the kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck as it got more heated and passionate

Her gripped her hips tight enough that she know there'd be fingertip-shaped bruises in the morning. The thought sent a shiver through her body. He knew how much she liked finding his marks on her body.

The next thing Abby knew, Owen was gripping her even tighter as he lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he turned pushed her up her bed. He laid her down gently, settling himself in between her thighs.

Owen took the opportunity to start peppering kisses over her cheek and jawline. He moved down to her throat, sucking and nipping at the base of it.

Abby gasped at the sensation, her hips bucking up against his, and he groaned against her skin.

He undid her bra trying to restrain himself from just ripping it to shreds. Once it was gone, he sat up so he could rid himself of his shirt He let out an appreciative groan at the sight of her.

"So fucking beautiful," he said, his voice hoarse. He leaned down to kiss her again before moving his mouth down to her breasts. He took her left nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it while one of his hands tweaked her other nipple.

He laid there for some time, lavishing her tits with attention, moving his mouth from one nipple to the other, his fingers following, while she squirmed and whined underneath him. The scratch of his stubble against her skin burned in the best way possible, and you wanted nothing more than to feel it in between her legs.

He started to kiss down her stomach, occasionally sucking and biting at the soft skin there. He sat back on his heels to undo the button and pull down the zipper of your jeans. She lifted bed hips off of the mattress to help him pull them off of her.

Suddenly owens head was between her legs, nipping and sucking at the flesh of her thighs. Abby whimpered at the feeling of his stubble scratching her sensitive skin and could feel him smirk against her as squirmed and tried to get closer to his face.