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The way she reacts, I repeated my motions, teasing and biting down on her. My hand snakes down her thigh wrapping it around my waist and then I cup her ass, squeezing it as I thrust into her.

“Owen, don’t stop,” Autumn moans. Her soft voice became husky with need, and I needed to hear it again.

“Tell me what you want. Do you want my mouth on these fat, round tits?” I lower my head, tracing my path over her peachy flesh until I slide over her pink nipple. Her back arches as I slip it into my mouth, plucking it between my teeth. She cries out and I lose it, pumping into her unable to stop myself until I fill her with my release.

Fucking dirty thoughts flood my mind as I consider the lack of protection between us. Autumn and I might have started to fill this house with our family tonight. God, I’m so obsessed with her. There isn’t anything more amazing than this woman and I can’t wait for the rest of our life together.

“Owen,” she moans. I lean down and taste her lips. A soft grunt comes from her and I want to kick my own ass for having my weight on her small frame.

“I’m sorry I was such an animal.”

“No, you were perfect. I’m just out of breath,” she answered with a giggle. I snuggled her in my arms, breathing in her scent. Holding her like this forever is my goal.

“Thank you,” I whispered, kissing her temple. The feeling was too damn incredible to explain as my heart thumps violently in my chest, ringing in my ears and my head is fuzzy. Still, I’ll never forget this moment.

Chapter Seven

Autumn

We come down from our amazing passion and I’m shocked that I gave myself to him.It goes against everything in me to be so reckless and carefree. A big part of me wants to stay wrapped up in his arms in this dark room, but the doubts kick in.

I quickly grab my clothes and throw them on. “I need to go home. My dad is probably going to be looking out for me.”

I’m an adult, but I do live with my dad, and I just met Owen. “I get it.” He leans in and cups my face, cradling my cheeks and kissing me. “How about we walk back and get some air? You look like you need it,” he says. There’s a sense of discontent in his tone.

Damn it, he’s so onto me. “I’d like that.”

We exit the unfinished farmhouse and even from this view in the moonlight it’s spectacular. It overlooks the orchard. Several rows of apple trees line the driveway. They’re bare now, but at the end of winter we’ll see the beginning of the season. He takes my hand and turns me to face him. “Let me fix this.” He adjusts my scarf and hat. “I don’t want you getting too cold out here.”

“Thank you. It did get a little chillier.”

“If you want, we can drive.”

“No, I’d like to walk.”

“Okay,” he says, smiling down on me with that killer face that can make any woman weak in the knees.

My heart pounds in my chest as he walks me home. It’s not that far from his new home, but as we cross the orchard, he looks into my eyes several times. Those stolen glances makeme feel like I’m not going home but I’m leaving. There’s just something about Owen that does something to me.

From the first moment I saw him, I felt safe and warm. “So do you want to talk about the whole situation with Carter? Are we going to ignore it?”

“What do you mean?”

“Are you still in love with him?” Is that what he really thinks my urge to leave was about?

“I was never in love with Carter.”

“Sweetheart, I saw the look on your face when it came to Caroline, and you could not have hated her more. Are you an expert at heartbreaks?” I asked him.

“No. I’ve never had my heart broken before. It’s just you hate her so much for stealing him.”

I shake my head. “I hate her because she’s a bitch. I hate her because she made me the laughingstock of this town and she enjoys it. She’s not even sorry. As much as I despise Carter for cheating on me with her, at least he has the decency not to be rude when he sees me. He doesn’t go out there starting rumors, or at least I never heard them. This town, although usually nice, loves a good gossip. And Caroline has spread them far and wide. Although Carter was my first boyfriend, he and I never really were in love with each other, and it never got that serious.”

“What do you mean, it never got that serious? You were together for a long time. “

“It means there’s a reason she’s pregnant and I’m not. And you know first-hand that he never got that far with me. For some reason, I kept pushing him away, which I obviously didn’t with you. You had no problem getting in my pants.” I smirked at him.

He smiles with pride. “That’s because we’re different. Our relationship is special.”