Part 8

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Part 8

Mr. Blackbourne's POV

I can feel her breathe on my ear as she asks "Did you like what you saw?"

I gasp at this, confident sounding girl, who is so different from the shy little girl I saw yesterday at school. What is she up to?

"I have something I need to tell you and I also have a surprise for you." She is further away but in front of me now.

"Oh...ok, Miss Sorenson" I will go along with this for now maybe she will tell about the picture along the way.

I hear her inhale and "I ....I love you, Owen!" she says in a rush "I love all of you"

I am so shocked by her words that my eyes pop open. I see her standing in front of me biting her bottom lip. Then I look further down her body not really taking everything in but seeing only that she has on something that is fitted and black. I am so shocked and aroused that I have to take a second much slower look. I start at those "fuck me" heels that make her legs look infinitely longer and the sexy as hell thigh-highs trimmed with lace attached to the garter with sliver ribbons hiding black lace panties. My gaze follows up her body and stops at the contrast of her pale skin and the black of her bra that show off her breast to perfection.

I go slack jawed.

Coming back to my sense, I notice that Miss Soren.... Sang looks despondent. Oh, crap I didn't say it back.

Sang's POV

"I...I love you!" I say quickly "I love all of you" and his eyes pop open and he just sits there. I bite my lip to keep myself from running to the bathroom to hide or from covering myself. I go to put my finger on my lip when he comes back from his little trip in dreamland.

"I love you, Sang"

He said my name, he said my name, inside my head, I am doing the happy dance but I know there is a goofy smile on my face. As I calm down, I see his eyes darken with desire and I slowly walk over to him. As I get closer, he parts his legs so I can stand in between them and closer to him. When I am right in front of him I look from his lips to his eyes and back again before slowly lowering my lips to his in a gentle kiss.

Barely pulling out of the kiss I whisper "surprise" against his lips with a small smirk of my own.

He raises his hand and grabs the back of my head lacing his fingers through my hair, pulling me hard against his lips. I moan as I feel him take my bottom lip in to his mouth and suck on it, running his tongue along it before going to my upper lip and paying it the same attention.

Breaking away from the kiss that could turn me in to a puddle if it lasted much longer. I take a much-needed breath. As I pull back, some of my senses return and I feel a bulge press against my thigh. I feel myself blush at the realization that I did this to him. I make him feel how he and the other boys make me feel. Like when I see them in the pool or when they lift, something heavy and their muscles bulge and stretch their shirts. Or even the few times I have caught one boy or another coming out of the shower with just a towel wrapped around their waist and water trickling down to the line of hair that continue past the towel.

Owen standing up and pushing me against the wall and pinning my wrist to my side, brings me back to reality. "I have been waiting for you to say that for so long. You have stolen my heart, even without meaning to" bringing his lips back down to mine in a much slower but no less intense kiss while running his hands down my side from my hips to my breast and back up a little bit harder than before.

I let out a small moan parting my lips allowing his tongue access to my mouth and I suck lightly on it causing him to groan and pull back ending the kiss.

Looking into my eyes, he asks, "Are you sure, Sang?"

I nod hesitantly at first receiving a look.

I say "Absolutely!" more confidently and he smiles at me with eyes filled with equal parts delight and heat. I return his smile with one equally filled with desire and delight. Desire for him to hold me close and completely undo me with his kisses and those hand that find a way to be everywhere at once.

I hear a growl, the only warning I get before he picks me up with one hand griping my butt and the other wrapped around my back pressing my breast against his chest, causing my nipples to harden from the friction. I let out a sigh of pleasure bring his attention back to my kiss swollen lips.

I see the window and "hold that thought" jumping down and run over to the window closing, the curtains that I had meanie buy earlier this weekend for just this reason. I don't need any roof jump boys or nosy rosy looking in on us. That being done I turn to Owen, "Now where were we?"

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