Page 46 of By Your Side

Several drinks later, we’re still dancing, giggling as Raelynn lifts her arms in the air. We’ve been on the dance floor for over an hour, breaking only to hydrate.

Owen appears at my elbow, and I see Cameron talking to Raelynn.

“I should get you home.” Owen’s voice caresses me and my body pulses with desire.

Leaning into him, I lift up on my toes and whisper into his ear, “You’re spending the night, right?”

He groans, wrapping his arm around me and guiding me out. He doesn’t answer me as he gets our coats or as he helps me walk to his truck, helping me inside. He hops in, turning it on before he finally turns to me.

“Is that what you really want or are you going to regret it in the morning?” His question is gentle and sincere.

Reaching over, I squeeze his hand. “I’m not that drunk. I really want you to spend the night with me.”

He nods, shifting the truck into gear. “I need to grab some things from my place then. I can’t sleep in this suit.”

It doesn’t take long until we’re at my house, getting the critters taken care of before I lead Owen upstairs. This time is different than when we were on the couch. The air is electric as Owen shuts my bedroom door behind him.

Licking my lips, my bravado evaporates as I take in Owen. He looks so good, and I want this so much, but now that we’re here, it’s like I’ve forgotten how to be sexy.

Moving toward me, Owen gives me a slow smile and cups my cheek, his eyes filled with heat. His thumb strokes across my cheekbone, the touch both comforting and somehow still sending desire straight to my core.

He bends his head, his lips brushing tenderly over mine before moving to my jaw and down my neck. Tilting my head, I grip his biceps as he trails kisses over my collarbone.

My breath comes in pants when he finally captures my lips again, his hands moving to the back of my dress, sliding the zipper down my back. Shivering as I open to him, I moan as his hands pause on my shoulders. Giving a slight nod, my dress pools around my feet, leaving me in only black underwear and bra.

He pulls away, his eyes devouring me as he unbuttons his shirt. Biting my lower lip, I sit on the bed and move back before laying back on my pillow.

Anticipation fills me as he tosses his shirt onto the dresser, his firm stomach begging for my touch. Licking my lips as I watch him pull his pants off, the nerves that were lingering dissipate. I know Owen would stop if I changed my mind, but it won’t happen. I’m ready to take this step with him. Everything about him calls to me, opening me to the possibility that my future can have love in it again.

Owen prowls up the bed, his body pressing into me as he captures my lips. Lifting my hips into him, I moan when his erection presses into my core. He groans, removing my bra as he kisses down my body, sucking a nipple into his mouth. He gives it a nip before moving to the other one, working the bud with his tongue. My back arches as I fist the comforter in my hands, anticipation almost painful as he kisses down my stomach, pulling my panties down my legs.

His mouth covers my pussy, his tongue working the clit until I’m so close and then pulling away. I cut my protest short when he delves into me, his moan sending pleasure coursing through my body.

“Please,” I moan, pressing up into him.

He pulls his boxers off, sliding a condom on before covering me with his body as he pushes his cock into me in one smooth stroke, stilling as I gasp.

Pressing my hips into him, he starts to move, his face buried in my neck as he angles his hips just right and my orgasm pulses through my body.

My moans are loud in the room as he keeps the pace, his lips on mine as he maneuvers my leg to open me more, his movements faster and harder. Crying out when another orgasm hits, my nails dig into his back as I meet his thrusts.

He rasps out a moan as he comes, pressing into me as deep as he possibly can go.

Our breathing is heavy as he moves to lie next to me, pressing a gentle kiss to my lips. His expression is soft as he strokes his fingers over my stomach.

Owen sits up, pulling me with him. “Let’s go wash up.”

I wake wrapped tightly in Owen’s arms. Sighing, I snuggle in more and close my eyes. His chest shakes as he chuckles.

“It’s time to get up. It’s already eleven and your phone has been blowing up for the past hour.” He kisses the top of my head, reaching over me to grab my phone and handing it to me. “I hope you don’t mind, but I made sure it wasn’t your parents, so I knew whether to wake you.”

Pressing my lips into his chest, I roll onto my back and open my phone. Laughing, I show him the messages. “It’s Elise and Raelynn wanting details about the night. I guess we put on quite a show kissing on the dance floor.”

Owen laughs, rolling out of bed as I reply to their messages, making plans to meet at Perk Up later.

He grabs fresh clothes from his bag, winking at me as he goes into the bathroom. Rolling out of bed, I get dressed before joining him.

There’s something nice about getting ready in the morning with someone who makes you feel so good.

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