*Owen*
“By the way.. what was it you wanted to tell me earlier ?” Hope rolls down on her back beside me, stretching her naked body.
I roll on my side, my fingers drawing pictures on her stomach. “Hmm what ? Did I want to tell you something ?”
She moans softly as I run my tongue over her ribs, her skin slightly salty from the exercise she just had. She places a hand on my forehead, pushing me away. “Stop trying to distract me ... you were just about to tell me something when Sebastian left ... what was it ?”
“Honestly, I don’t remember”. I take her hand, weaving our fingers together, pinning down her hand, allowing me to push myself closer, running my tongue up the side of her breast, hearing her whimper. “It probably wasn’t anything special”.
“It sounded quite serious ... why … oh god
