Juliet

I woke up feeling strangely warm and comfortable.

Yes, this is the way one should wake up. The warmth was almost delightfully familiar. It was like feeling happy and cuddled into someone's arms.....

Someone's arms ?

I stirred but half succeeded. I looked up only to face a peaceful Owen snoring away in glory.

I sighed.

Now I know why it felt familiar.

We used to sleep in each other's arms during college years.

My thoughts suddenly returned to last night's encounter.

Oh gosh what am I doing here ?

This is not what I need right now. I try to free myself from the sheets but somehow mange to get entangled with it and fall flat on my face.

I groan at the pain.

Definitely not a peaceful morning !

"What the fu-!" , his deep thick voice resonates through me.

I suppress the shiver that passes down my spine.

"Oh my.. Juliet are you alright ?"

Owen rushes by my side to get me out of the tangled mess of sheets. Once I was free, I stood straight and faced him.

"Thank you Owen. I will have to leave now."

As soon as I turned, he caught hold of my elbow bringing my back against his chest.

"Where do you think you are going ? "

I turned around only to find me pinning me with a intense heated look.

I gulped.

"You can't leave looking like that. I won't let you."

Immediately I look down and froze when I saw I was just in my bra and panties. I got pissed at the fact that he changed me out of my clothes.

"How dare you-"

But I stopped before I could say anything. His eyes had zeroed to my breasts, fucking them with his eyes.

I clench my thighs together in order to decrease the pleasure it brought to me.

Gathering whatever was left of my courage I was about to tell him off when he licked his lips in the most sensual manner.

It caught me.

Froze me.

Before I could realise what I was doing, I pulled him to me and crashed my lips roughly against his plum ones.

He moaned and caught hold of me.

"Juliet..."

Our lips moulders into each other. He licked the seams of my lips, sucking it and biting it until it was numb.

My body shivered under his heated kiss. I wanted more. I pulled him more close in order to keep him from pulling away.

He growled and bit my ear.

"Ahhhh... Oh god, Owen."

He knew it was my weakness.

His hands pulled at my hips, rubbing against them. My core burned when he brushed his clothed cock against it.

My head titled back in ecstasy. I heard another deep growl.

Before I could look up, I felt soft lips sucking down my throat.

Oh god.

That was good. I felt his hand slither up to my breasts and giving them a hard squeeze.

I gasped.

Using it as an advantage, he snatched my lips and roughly plundered his tongue in me.

I moaned his name.

Slowly his hands slithered between my legs. Before it could head further, my brain started working again.

My goodness, what am I doing ?

I pushed him away, knocking both of us out of our heated encounter.

"Fuck..."

I can't believe I let myself kiss Owen Melon. I never thought I would do it again !

What was I thinking ?

Let alone meeting him, kissing him ! I think I am coming down with something.

"Juliet .." His voice hoarse from the kiss.

I closed my eyes.

Even his voice is so sexy ! No no no ... This cannot be happening.

I turned around to find my clothes.

The whole room was engulfed in silence. I could feel his stare as I quietly and quickly put on my clothes.

After I got dressed, I started aiming for the door when Owen held me back.

"You think you can leave after pulling that stunt !" He growled at me.

"Hell I can."

Clenching my thigh to soothe the ache, I try to move from his hold.

"Stop playing me, Juliet !" His thick deep voice shouted.

"I'm not playing. I'm leaving. Goodbye."

I try to move but his hold only tightens around me further.

"Will you just let me go ?"

I huff at him in annoyance.

Owen turned me around and trapped me within his arms.

I was so close that I could feel his breath. His height shrinking me and his touch making my skin tingle.

He leaned towards me and brushes his lips against my cheek.

"I will never let you go."

Seven years ago.....

Juliet

He pinned me down with a heated gaze.

He leaned forward, and gently kissed me, his soft mouth gently wrapping around my bottom lip.

He pulled away, hovering and waiting for me to respond.

I leaned in and kissed him the same way, slipping his hand into my hair as he cradled my head in his palm. I felt my mouth open slightly and he gently pushed his tongue past my lips, feeling me respond.

I felt his body tighten, and I felt warmth spreading through my spine.

I placed my hands on his taught stomach and gently pushed him back, breaking the connection. I felt his chest heave under the coarse fabric of his white V- neck shirt.

"We should go," He said, thickly.

I nodded, agreeing with him.

Touch me I said. God how I want him to.

The night was warm but still I felt the heat radiating from Owen as he stood next to me to open the door of the car.

I pressed my legs together, the seam of my jeans pressing against my crotch.

I shifted, feeling the wetness spreading as I looked at the man in the driver's seat.

Fit and compact, clean cut.

It was something around the eyes, the way he looked at me that made my nipples harden.

Masculinity and dominance oozed from him, so much that I felt as though I could smell it on him.

I had no idea where we were going until we pulled up in front of a small exquisite house, which I assumed was his.

The interrupted kiss from the park resumed, Owen grabbing a handful of my hair as I unbuckled his belt.

He walked me into the house to the bedroom, pushing me back onto the soft, although smartly made bed.

He pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it into a dark corner before grabbing one of my feet and pulling off my boots.

As I lay on my back, he undid my blouse.

He stood at the end of the bed, looming over me, his well-defined chest leading an outline of muscle into his undone jeans.

" Fuck.. You are so beautiful."

------to be continued.