She holds Owen's head by the hair as she curves her body to take in all the pleasure given to her. She didn't know this could feel this good. This is everything.
Owen's chest is now pushed against her stomach as he centers his face on her body and captures both breasts in his hands at the same time.
Licking and kissing the space in between her mounds, Owen moves lower.
He kisses lower.
Licks lower.
Until he reaches her navel, finally letting go of the flesh on his hands. Lucy misses the contact already.
His hands made their way to her side, caressing her waist down to her hips as he sucks the skin on her abdomen like fresh honey.
He grabs lower on her pelvis, snaking a finger and tucking one knuckle inside her pants. Owen gave one modest kiss on the area right above the button of her jeans before looking up one final time before he went any further.
