An invitation
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*Hope*
I wake up feeling absolutely wonderful and it might have to do with laying halfway on top of Owen, or maybe with the three times we had amazing and mind blowing s*x last night. And damn he did not lie, the second time was even better.
My finger starts drawing little patterns on his chest almost by themselves. I really like his body. Not that it is the most important thing at all… but it’s so damn sexy and I can’t stop myself from touching him.
“Morning darling”. He mumbles softly. “Did you sleep well ?”
“Hmm, much more than well”. I fold my hands on his chest, under my chin and look up at him. “But who wouldn’t after the work out we had last night ?”
He chuckles lightly. “You might be right, I definitely slept like a baby too”.
“I just want to stay here, all day”. I sigh. “But I can’t, I have a meeting today actually, with my manager about some new options”.
“It’s okay ... I actually have a meeting too today soo ...”. He mumbles, sliding his fingers up and down my arm. But I’d rather stay here too. This is so comfortable”.
I nod and remove my hands, so I can snuggle my face against his warm chest. Damn he still smells so delicious. “So ... when can I see you again ?”
“Yeah ... damn”. He swallows. “Actually I am kind of going off on a new years holiday tomorrow, ten days in St Thomas with some friends ... plan was to go directly home to New York after”.
My heart sinks. I know we just met and that what we do can hardly even be called dating, but I hadn’t expected to have to say goodbye this fast. “Oh ... it’s fine of course, I mean it has been planned for a long time so ...”.
He bites his lip, then a smile spreads on his lips. “Do you have a passport ?”
“Yeah ... why ?” I lift myself up to look at him.
“I want you to come”. He breathes out. “Come with me to St Thomas and spend the new year with me ... please ?”
Oh I want so badly to go. I mean the idea of spending new year with him on a tropical island is just about the most attractive thing I could imagine right now. “What would your friends say ? And I don’t have a ticket or anything”.
“I’ll take care of the ticket and we have a villa, we can easily fit in one more ... My friends will adore you. I promise”. He says, his eyes shining with excitement. “Please say yes, I can’t imagine going without you”.
I know this is crazy, it’s utterly insane and I should say no, but …
“How can I say no to that ?” I kiss him softly. “I can’t imagine being here alone, without you.. so yes.. yes I’ll come with you”.
The smile spreading on his face takes my breath away. “Thank you baby, I promise you won’t regret it”.
“Oh, I am sure I won’t”. I tell him, unable to stop myself from smiling back. Now I just have to deal with my mother.
“And now we should go take a shower”. He says, pulling me with him out of bed. He won’t hear me complain about that.
*Owen*
I am so damn happy that she wants to come, I just couldn’t imagine going without her. I mean who knows when it would be possible for us to see each other again then.
In the bathroom she leans into the big shower cabin to turn on the water, making her cute ass stick out even more. Something bad inside me just takes over and I step up to her, grabbing her hips, slowly rubbing my growing erection against her.
She moans and presses back against me. The rush of blood diverting south makes me slightly dizzy. Damn this woman drives me absolutely crazy, in the very best of ways.
“I would never have guessed that you were such a naughty boy”. She giggles as she turns in my arms, folding her arms around my neck.
She stretches up to kiss me. I gently cup her face in my hands. “Well, I can’t help it ... you are doing things to me”.
“Oh ... so it’s all my fault now ?” She giggles, then she takes my hand and pulls me into the shower cabin.
“Nah, not your fault that you're so absolutely irresistible”. I chuckle and grab the soap, having a lot of fun rubbing it all over her body, and admiraring how the bubbles slide down over all the delicious curves and planes of her body.
I might have gotten a bit lost in my own thoughts and she looks at me. “What are you thinking there, handsome ?”
“I was just thinking how jealous I am of those bubbles, getting to spend their entire life sliding over your soft skin and caressing your curves”. I reach out to let my fingertips follow a bubble.
She lifts her hand to my cheek. “Dammit you really are the cutest, sweetest and most sexy man ever aren’t you, I should probably just marry you now because I am definitely not finding anyone better”.
I know she is just joking around, but for some reason it sends my heart into a frenzy. I mean I want a family so badly by now, but on the other hand I am scared to make another wrong choice. To end up even more hurt and still alone.
“Owen I was kidding ... don’t pop your eyes out”. She says, looking worried. Problem is, I am not scared ... not at all.
“I know ... and I am not scared”. I grab her and lift her up, pinning her to the wall. “How could the thought of being with you forever scare me ?” Her legs fold around me as I penetrate her slowly, hearing her gasp. “Actually if I could be right here, buried inside you forever I wouldn’t utter one word of complaint”.
She is gasping and clinging to me, as I take her slowly, savouring each moment. Trying to drag it out, to prolong the pleasure. But in the end we both lose the last ounce of control, my o****m almost having my knees buckle.
Honestly I can not imagine ever getting tired of this, of her. Maybe I have truly found my soulmate ?
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