Page 94 of Owen North

When he’s got me under him, he places his hands to the bed on either side of me and kisses me. When he ends the kiss, he looks down at me and says, “I want to know all your favorites, Charlize. Every filthy, dirty thing you like and want me to do to you.” He removes my bra and spends a great deal of time kissing my breasts before moving down my body to my panties.

Looking at me, he runs his finger over the fabric of my underwear. “I want to watch you come in every restaurant we eat at. I’ve never seen anything hotter.”

Oh. God.

“We might be banned from every restaurant if we do that, Owen. I was a hot mess of trying not to moan and cause a scene.”

He bends so he can kiss my panties, taking hold of my hips when I try to push my pussy closer to his mouth. “No, you were fucking beautiful. My only regret was that it was my fingers inside you instead of my tongue.”

I’m so wet right now.

I’m beginning to think I’m destined to live in a perpetual state of being turned on.

Owen slides my panties down and takes hold of my thighs to spread them before giving me his tongue.

He licks the length of my pussy, ending with his mouth on my clit. He dedicates good time to my clit, sucking, kissing, and licking it. Just when I think he’s about to move lower, he lifts his head and says, “I want you on my face.”

Oh. Yes.

“For future reference,” I say as he positions me where he wants me, “this is one of those filthy favorites of mine. Any time you want me to ride your face, I am there.”

He grips my thighs either side of him and makes more indecent sounds as he uses his lips, tongue, and face to kiss, lick, slide, and rub me. I slowly roll my hips back and forth, and around in circles, loving the feel of his beard against my skin.

Leaning forward, I place my hands to the headboard as Owen gives me more pleasure than I think I can take. Something he’s skilled at. “I feel like you should do this blindfolded next time.”

His fingers dig into my thighs at that suggestion, and he pulls me closer to his face.

I squeeze my eyes closed and lean harder against the headboard.

Owen is ensuring every nerve ending of mine is alive.

Blazing alive.

And then, he makes a deep sound as he buries his face in my pussy, and the vibrations of that explode through me until my body is quivering from the orgasm he delivers.

As I chant my way through the orgasm, Owen sits up, taking me with him. He positions me on my back with one leg up over his shoulder.

Eyes to mine, he thrusts inside me.

He pulls out and thrusts in again, his strong shoulders working hard and drawing my attention.

I grip his biceps and hold on while he fucks me.

It’s rough. Hard. Unrelenting as he takes what he needs.

It’s the best damn sex I’ve ever had.

I come again, right before he thrusts deeply one last time and orgasms.

After he collapses onto the bed next to me, he pulls me into his arms. I settle there with my head on his chest while we both recover.

When I’ve caught my breath, I look up at him. “I’m on birth control.”

He curses softly before saying, “Sorry about that. I got caught up in the moment.”

I smile. “I’m okay with that. I just wanted you to know we’re good.”

He bends his face so he can brush his lips over mine. He then pulls me tighter against him and lies silently with me.

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