《Touch Me》17. Ecstasy And Regret Go Hand In Hand
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Juliet
My back hit the elevator with a thud.His hands made his way to my waist and squeezed it tightly.
He slowly pressed a gentle kiss on my lips and licked my bottom lip before biting it down. It heated up my insides immediately. But I couldn't do this again with him. Before he could come on to me I pushed him back.
"This isn't happening, Owen. I'm not your one night stand !"
I grabbed for the rail and felt myself loosing balance as he got this wild look in his eyes.
Before I knew it, he pinned me up against the rail. His hand snaked around my waist and pulled me tightly against his hard lean body.
I almost melted in puddles at his touch.
"What are you doing ?" I exclaimed.
"I never said you were a one night stand and sometimes you need to pull that stick out of your ass and -"
I cut him off by smacking him across the face.
"How dare you say something like that to me ?!"
He did had the decency to looked shocked but he quickly recovered it by placing a sexy drool worthy smirk. He had the nerve to smirk.
"That's it baby. Get angry. Lose that fucking control once in your life"
My eyes widened at this. The tension between us grew heavier. Never have I been furious and flustered like this before. He stared at me intently his eyes growing darker with lust.
I turned my back to him only to face the elevator wall. Immature, I know.
But I had to look away, it was getting too intense. I couldn't keep staring at those dark pools of lust or else I would probably get lost in them.
I had to think with my head not my heart.
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"What are you so afraid of, sweet Juliet ?" His voice tickled at my ear making me shiver and tingle in all the right places.
"Owen please .." I begged.
If he kept this up, I would probably give in which I cant. Shouldnt.
My heart was pounding as he pushed his body against mine. His hand slowly made their way down my body and reached the hem of my skirt and ran a finger up my naked thigh.
He slowly imched his way into my inner thigh spreading them.
Slowly, he touched the wet patch on my panties. He rubbed my lace covered patch across my clit amd pinched it hard before letting it go and removing his hand.
I left a jaggered breath. I couldn't stand on my two feet. I held him from behind.
Trying to reach for something before I fall. His hand roamed at my sides slowly and seductively.
His calloused hands pressed at the right places and made my ache grow stronger and stronger.
He grasped my ass and grounded it agaisnt his hardened crotch.Oh and the pleasure I felt, it was blissful.
" Feel my touch. Feel the way my hands are on your skin. Feel the way you make me hard baby, I know you feel for me." He coaxed.
This was getting out of hand. Whatever happened of thinking with my head. I should not be dry humping him especially in a middle of a stopped elevator. I'm surprised the guards havent called yet.
He moved his hand towards my waist," You feel that, Juliet?"
"I can't." I whispered.
I could feel myself getting tensed up.
He pulled me closer against him and ran his hand up my dress to cup my breast. His fingers tweaked my nipples erect and standing.
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He pinched them hard. I could feel myself soaking my panties.
"Ohhh." I moaned.
"Say my name, Juliet." He whispers to my eyes before sucking on the side of my neck. I tilt my head to get a better access.
"Owen" I moan again.
Thinking we might continue this, to my surprise, he stopped. I turned abruptly and asked him what was wrong.
He squeezed his eyes shut and his nostrils flared. His hand were at the side of my head and leaned his forehead against mine.
"Juliet as much I want to continue this, we need to talk first. I don't want to leave things the way it was. You need to know the truth."
For once I was surprised, Owen showing self control was not his best suit. But a pleasant surprise.
"Yes I think we should."
With that, he called up the guard while looking at me and inquired what was taking so long with the broken elevator with a smirk.
I blushed looking way from him.
Owen
My head was messed up. I didnt know what to say or how to start but I knew one thing I have to clarify everything that was misunderstood between us.
Juliet was my precious and I'm not at all letting this come between us.
Not anymore.
It was time to come clean with her. She needs to know the truth. Though her reaction may not be a positive one but at least the truth would be out there.
I just wished she had given me a chance to explain it to her back then. But I'm glad I get to do it now. The sooner the better.
We took my car and drove back to my place. The whole drive has been quiet and thick with tension. None of us spoke but we kept glancing at each other every now and then.
We entered the house and soon sat on the lounge facing the fireplace. As soon as we sat, Juliet became a little restless.
She kept looking around the house but I knew she was trying to avoid my stare or this whole conversation altogether.
But I wasnt letting her go that easily.
She must have sensed my stare because she looked at me and her eyes turned wide and looked down at her hands and trying to compose herself but I knew what she was actually feeling.
I knew I was feeling the same too. This might change everything but it would be worth it.
I took a deep breath and started.
"Juliet it may come to you as a surprise but I did not sleep with Susie that night. It was all a set up."
I knew what her reaction would be and she sure did act upon it.
She lifted her perfect brow, "Oh yeah? Then who set it up ?"
I blinked and said. "Oliver".
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