Chapter 13 Poppy
A ny lingering fears or nerves I had about tonight have completely vanished under Owen and his agile fingertips. I’m not sure what it is about him, but I feel comfortable despite this being a completely new situation for me. Leaning back against the soft sheets, I watch as he crosses the room to grab his wallet. The muscles in his back ripple with the movement, setting my core on fire again. His skin glows in the light from the party and the moment. I’m thankful again for the cool air inside as I brush away a bead of sweat off my chest.
Owen waves the condom at me, smirking.
“Let’s see what we can do for you,” I say, sliding myself over him as he sits back down on the bed. I can feel the warmth radiating off his body and he looks so damn hot waiting for me. He is quite the gentleman.
Leaning down, I kiss against his ear, eliciting a deep moan and a slight jerk against my hips. “I’ll remember that you like that.” Moving to his mouth, his hand finds my hair, giving a little tug that unravels me. I find myself frantically kissing him, trying to get more of him in this moment, but it’s not enough. Pushing myself to the side, I rip at his underwear, freeing him in seconds, then I’m onto my own, but he stops me.
“Please, allow me,” he says, a fire in his eyes that I can’t pull my gaze away from. Relishing the feeling of freedom in this moment with him, I kiss him deeply as he leans over and reaches behind me. My bra is undone in one swift movement before he does the same with my thong. For a second, we take each other in. Our eyes raking over one another’s bodies.
I see the small freckles on his face, the lines on his shoulders, his strong chest, and the curves of his arms. He is beautiful. All dark tones and shadows in the evening light. His hand gently tucks a lock of my hair behind my ear, then travels down to my chin before pulling me to him for a softer kiss. For a one night stand, he seems to be taking time to make me feel cared for. Doting on me in a way I didn’t expect.
As he runs his hands down farther on my body, the heat builds and it feels like I might burst with how much I want him right now. Bringing my leg up higher, I tug him closer to me. He feels incredible as I move against him. Grabbing the condom, I push it onto him before straddling him once more. This time, I lower myself slowly, relishing the feel of him pushing inside of me. Gasping at the fullness, I double over, catching myself on the headboard.
“You feel amazing,” I whisper as I slowly move up and down, grinding myself against him. His eyes roll back into his head and his hands find my hips, moving me in tandem with his own rhythm.
“You’re gorgeous.” His deep voice pushes me closer.
Our breathing becomes ragged, strangled as we climb higher together. He reaches out, making eye contact with me while adding extra friction to my clit and it’s all I can do to hold back the scream that takes hold of my body. Owen groans and shudders as he finds his own release. Both of us fall against the sheets, our bodies tangled together, enjoying our moment of bliss.
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Sunlight filters in through the window and I find myself blinking at the brightness, a pounding headache making it hard to think straight. Although my drinking last night has caught up with me, my memories are all here and I smile, seeing that Owen is still laying next to me. Watching the soft rise and fall of his back, I think through our night together. It was lovely. Perfect, even.
While I made the decision to do something out of the norm, I didn’t expect to love the thrill and excitement of being with someone I didn’t know quite as much as I did. The sneaking around just added to the anticipation even more, giving me a sense of freedom and of being myself that I haven’t felt in years. Just the same, I find myself wondering where he is headed back to and if I’ll ever see him again.
Glancing at my phone, I see that it’s already almost nine and I have a million errands I need to run today. Staff are due back to school in less than a week and I need to make sure I have everything ready while giving myself some time to settle back in at home too. My mind reels a bit thinking of the tasks I still have ahead of me to clean Steven from my life here as well.
There’s also the small matter of now having to make a presentation about my trip on the first day of staff development. I thought it was a great idea to post about my trip on social media, but my principal saw all my photos and one thing led to another, and now I have to make a presentation. My calm and serene wake up is now marred with anxiety over what comes next.
As quietly as I can, I grab my dress, bag, and other items. Deciding to leave Owen a note on the nightstand before heading out, I go back and forth with deciding what I want to say and how I want to say it. But ultimately kept it simple, leaving the cream for his sting next to it in case he needs more.
Thank you, Owen. You made my first night back in Honey Cove completely memorable.