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FIVE

Owen

NOW

H er apartment door slammed shut behind us, and I pinned her against it, relishing in the taste of her mouth after so long. How had I gone so long without kissing her? Without feeling her skin under mine? She was warm, despite the slight chill to the night air and her bare shoulders. I moved my lips down, pushing the spaghetti straps of her light blue dress off and kissing the crook of her neck.

She let her head fall back against the door as I brushed my lips over her skin while trailing my fingers up the skin of her thigh, dangerously close to her panties.

“Owen,” she begged. “Please. Touch me.”

I groaned, dropping my head to her shoulder as I pushed aside the material and ran my fingers over her slit.

“So wet,” I murmured, spreading her wetness around before pressing my thumb against her clit. She let out a small gasp, and I pushed a finger inside of her. “So tight.” Her moan as I thrust my finger in and out spurred me on even more. “Do you need to come, my Daisy?”

“ Yes,” she cried as I added another finger. “So bad. It’s been so long .”

She was mine. The idea that in all this time, she hadn’t been with anyone else made my cock harden further, pressing uncomfortably against the zipper of my jeans. I didn’t even know if it was true. My mom hadn’t told me about her dating anyone else, but that didn’t mean she’d been waiting around for me. Especially when I’d spent the better part of five years staying away from her.

I hadn’t memorized her body like I’d wanted to the last time, and that was a mistake. This time, I planned to take my time with her. Luckily, I’d picked up some new tricks over the last few years. Listening to my teammates talk about women had been eye-opening, to say the least.

Continuing to fuck her with my fingers until she fell apart in my arms, I felt a smug satisfaction at the feeling of her cunt clenching around me and how fast she’d come. Pulling my fingers out, she slumped against me. As I held her against my body, I pulled us both away from the door.

Grabbing the bag I’d dropped as soon as we’d entered the apartment, I opened the box and stuffed a few foil packets into my back pocket.

“Bedroom?” I murmured in her ear once that was done.

“The one on the left,” she responded, wrapping her arms around my neck before lifting her body off the ground to hug her legs around my waist.

Carrying her like a koala, I kicked in her door, dropping her on the bed. Her honey blonde hair spread out around her, and that icy blue dress that complimented her skin so well rode up, exposing her white lacy panties to me. Leaving her dress on and pushing it up her hips further, I tugged the lace fabric down, exposing her pretty pink pussy to me. God, I wanted to have my mouth on her.

“So pretty,” I murmured, kneeling at the edge of the bed and tugging her down so her entrance lined up with my face. “I need to taste you, baby.”

Ellie whimpered in response as I dragged my tongue over her slit, tasting her like I’d been dying to do since I kissed her earlier today.

Taking my time, I thrust my tongue inside her, lapping up all of her juices before circling her clit with my tongue. I could tell she was still sensitive from coming on my fingers, and I worked her up, feeling her tighten around me.

Before she could come again, I stood up, kissing her deeply, letting her taste herself on my mouth.

“I need you,” she said against my mouth. Her hands reached lower, unzipping my jeans before her hand slid unceremoniously into my boxer briefs, her fingers running up the length of my dick.

I shuddered, eyes shutting as her soft hand wrapped around me.

She used her other hand to push my jeans down, only getting them halfway down my hips before she let out a growl in frustration.

I chuckled. “Someone’s eager.”

“Fuck me,” she groaned, and damn . I’d never heard her say things like that before, but it did something to me.

“Does my girl have a filthy mouth now?” I muttered, shimmying my pants off and letting my cock spring free.

Her eyes widened as she licked her lips, taking in my erection, standing at attention for her. Only for her.

“Maybe I’m not the same innocent, blushing girl I was.”

“No,” I said, holding back a groan as she slid backwards on the bed, spreading her thighs for me. “No, you’re not.”

She fluttered her eyelashes. “Then what are you waiting for?”

I climbed on the bed on top of her, positioning an arm on either side of her to keep from crushing her body. My cock rested between us, thick and heavy, and I couldn’t help but rub it against her clit.

“Ellie,” I groaned. “Tell me to stop.” I needed her to tell me to stop, because otherwise I was going to be on my knees, begging to have her just like this for the rest of my life.

“I don’t want you to stop,” she murmured, pressing her lips to my neck and kissing my skin. “Please.”

I shook my head as she continued kissing my exposed skin. She didn’t understand how badly I wanted her. I was shaking with effort as I tried to control myself, to keep from thrusting into her like a beast. “I don’t think I can hold back—I won’t be gentle.”

She gave me a soft smile, brushing the dirty blonde hair off my forehead. “I don’t need gentle, Owen. I just need you. However I can get you.”

I wrapped my arms around her back, tugging her tight against my chest. “You have no idea how badly I need you, Ellie baby.” It had been too long since I’d been inside of her.

Grabbing a condom out of my back pocket, I rolled it on before positioning myself at her entrance.

She reached up, her hands clutching on my shoulders as I pushed inside of her, holding myself still as I watched her face. Ellie let out a ragged breath as I spread her open. Only my tip was inside, and fuck , she was tight. With her underneath me, I was reminded of how much smaller than me she was. Even at five-seven, she’d always had a dancer’s body, that lithe frame that came from being on the ice all the time. Except, with a pang, I remembered her injury. When was the last time she skated? I hated I wasn’t there when she’d hurt herself. To help her back on the ice and reassure her she was strong enough to make it through this.

I hadn’t been there at all. But that had been her decision, not mine.

That was something I couldn’t dwell on right now. Not when I was inside of her, her warmth surrounding my length as her fingers dug into my shoulders.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” I groaned, thrusting to the hilt. “So tight.”

Ellie wrapped her legs around my waist, forcing me in deeper as I began thrusting in earnest. I knew nothing would ever compare to this, to the feeling of being buried tight in her, in the way her cunt felt nestled around my cock.

“God, I missed this. Missed you. Only having you once wasn’t enough, Ellie baby.”

Leaning my forehead against hers, I took her mouth, thrusting my tongue against hers the same way I rammed inside of her. I wouldn’t last much longer. Not when her nails dug into my shoulders, and her heels pressed into my back, every rock of my hips driving us higher and higher.

“Need you to come,” I grunted. “Want to feel you come on my cock.”

She let out a moan when I reached down between us, pressing my thumb against her clit and giving her the pressure I knew she craved as I gave her a few more punishing thrusts. She came with a cry, and I couldn’t hold back as her pussy fluttered around me, milking me for everything I was worth.

“ Fuuuuck ,” I grunted, spilling inside of her.

I kissed her again before pulling out, heading to the bathroom to take care of the condom. When I came back, she was on her side, looking flushed, thoroughly fucked, and… beautiful. Though she was always that.

“That was…” I said, shaking my head as I slid back into the bed after pulling my boxers back on.

“I know,” she murmured, brushing a strand of hair off of her sweaty forehead. “So good, right?”

I laughed. “One time is definitely not enough.” One night would never be enough . It had been like this between us before. Teasing each other, a playful banter that I’d missed so much. We’d both been so young that I hadn’t appreciated how easy it was with her until she was gone.

Ellie didn’t respond. She got up, unzipping her dress as she walked towards the bathroom, letting it drop to the floor before she closed the door, winking at me. Giving me a glimpse of that perfect ass, the perfect handful of soft skin that I wanted to sink my teeth into.

Groaning, I rolled onto my back, draping an arm over my face as I heard the water run in the bathroom.

God, she had no idea what she did to me. It was better that way, though.

If she knew how much of my heart she held in her hands, even after all this time, I’d never survive it.

I looked at her sleeping form, wearing the giant t-shirt she’d pulled on when she’d come back out from the bathroom earlier. Despite both being exhausted, we hadn’t been able to keep our hands off each other and it hadn’t taken long before wandering hands had turned into another round, and then we’d finally collapsed, falling asleep.

Her chest rose and fell as she slept, her body totally sated after wringing me out. I hadn’t come that hard in years. Damn, but I wished I could stay forever.

I wanted to hear her crying out my name when I made her come. To sleep beside her every night. To grow old together, knowing that the love of my life was in my arms.

But that wasn’t in the cards, not in the hand that we’d been dealt. I had a life in Seattle, and she had one here. Ellie would find a job, and she’d be her bubbly, outgoing self. Her students wouldn’t understand how lucky they were.

Finding my pants, I pulled them on, zipping them up as Ellie rolled over, hugging her pillow tighter. Thankfully, she didn’t wake up. I hunted around her desk until I found a piece of scrap paper.

Writing a note, I left it on her bedside table.

And even though every instinct of mine was screaming to stay, to keep her, I knew what this was. Closure . It was a goodbye. One last night.

I pressed a kiss to her forehead, brushing her hair off her cheek, before standing and walking out the door. Leaving her behind.

“Goodbye, Ellie,” I whispered as I closed the door behind me.

I wished things were different.

But that didn’t change the fact that soon I’d be gone.

Nothing had changed.

Not for us.

No matter how much I wanted it to.

But as I slid into my car, the first rays of sunlight breaking the sky as I drove away, I knew it was time to finally move on.