Dirty Little Secret

Chapter Twenty-Six

Chapter Twenty-Six:

Owen's eyes widened as his head snapped back towards mine. "W-what?"

“I love you.”

"You love me?" He said, frowning. "Is that a joke?" He rubbed his eyes.

“No, its not a joke.”

"Say it again," he said, burying his head in my neck, I could feel his smile.

“I love you.” I smiled as his hands tightened on me and he kissed my neck, again and again. I giggle.

"I love you, too, Lani-bear," he whispered. I kiss him softly. The kiss slowly turned into something more passionate and soon I was tugging at his t-shirt. He pulls off his shirt quickly. His lips found mine again and he pulled my t-shirt enough to run his hands over my stomach. I smile.

"Soon," he murmured, kissing my stomach. I close my eyes and melt. He kissed me and tugged at my jeans.

“You can take them off.” He undid the button and slowly pulled them down, his gaze never leaving mine. He only breaks our gaze when he pulls them completely off. I breathed out slowly and smiled. He smiles back at me. His hand slowly moved up my side and cupped my cheek before kissing me. I kiss him back passionately. My top ends up on the floor, along with his jeans. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him closer to me. He groans. He kissed down my neck to my bra. I gasp. My fingers tangle in his hair as I pull him back to my mouth. He kisses me and kisses me and kisses me. I bit my lip as he moved across my jaw. Okay, now I knew what he meant by teasing. I shouldn’t have teased him. My back arched as he kissed down towards my stomach.

“Oh God Owen…” I moan. I could feel his smile as he gently bit my hip. I can feel my heart racing. I breathed out and bit my lip. Owen pulled my panties down as he kissed me. Not a second later my body arches into his and I scream out his name, but he kisses me while I scream out his name, so its not so loud. Owen bit my lip gently and pulled away. His eyes met mine and a smile spread across his face. I smile and my breaths are heavy.

"You are beautiful," he murmured, running kisses all along my face. I blush. He hasn’t done anything but kiss me and I've already...

He smiled and kissed my cheek. "Well," he grinned and run his hand along my stomach. I cover my face with my hands. He pulled my hands away and gave me a sweet smile, before lowering his head and giving me a tender kiss. I kiss him back.

My breathing was rapid as I tried to slow down my heart. I look over at the clock. We've been making love for a hour. Owen head was buried in my neck, his leg thrown over mine.

“Damn Lani-bear.”

"Yes?" I smiled down at him.

“That was amazing.” I chuckled and nodded. “I guess being pregnant has some advantages…”

[He barked out laughter as he looked at me. "I guess it does, two advantages," he murmured.

“What?”

"Well, that," he smiled. "And a beautiful baby, that will, hopefully, take your features."

I smile. “I want the baby to look like you.”

He shook his head. "Clichéd couple bickering over what they want the baby to look like?" He grinned.

“Yes.”

He kissed me and stroked my cheek. "But I still stick by my opinion, she should look exactly like you."

“She? Who said the baby is a girl?” I ask.

He grinned. "I know she will be a girl."

“You'll find out in a few months.”

"Too far away, I bet I'm right," he murmured, kissing my neck. I smiled and moved my head to the side, giving him better access to my neck. I pull him closer. I want him closer to us.