I shivered as I unclasped my bra, and the crisp breeze traced itself over my warm skin. Owen left his boots on bringing his pants down to his ankles, and I carefully stepped out of my panties before adding them to the tree. I made my way back to the bike then and sat down on it sideways with his jacket beneath me.
He licked his lips as he came towards me, his shaft already growing hard. I reached up to touch his chest, and he gripped my wrists in his hands pulling me to my feet. I gasped, and he leaned down to kiss my breath away. I reached up tangling my hands in the back of his hair, and he let his fall to my ass. I moaned into his mouth as his erection brushed against my core.
He dipped his head to my neck, kissing and nipping me there and now I was shivering for a whole different reason. Before I knew it he was spinning me around so that his front was touching my back. He placed feather light kisses on each side of my neck, and then he ran one of his hands down my back, stopping on the small of it.
With a little nudge, be bent me over the bike and used his foot to gently kick my feet apart. I propped myself up on my elbows, and let out a little sigh of pleasure as he slowly slipped inside of me. He ran his hands up my back until he was gripping my shoulders. He began to massage, and knead the muscles there, all while working his hips in a tantalizingly slow back and forth motion.
“Owen.” I practically moaned his name, as his hands expertly worked out all of the kinks from my body.
I widened my stance so that I could feel him deeper within me, and he didn't disappoint. He knew exactly what I was seeking, and he gradually began to increase the speed of his thrusts. My fingers gripped the bike's seat for dear life as every stroke teased at my g spot.
“Yes!” I cried out, as the sound of his balls slapping my ass echoed throughout the woods.
He groaned, before squeezing my hips so tight that I nearly yelped. He was using every bit of leverage that he could. With his pants around his ankles, and his boots planted firmly on the ground he slammed into me. Over and over again. Faster and faster, until there was no choice but to let go.
We came apart together, feeding off of each other's orgasms as if we were starving for them. The birds had gone silent, and the wind had stilled leaving only the sound of our rapid breathing. He placed a soft kiss between my shoulder blades, and I sighed in contentment. I could feel his legs shaking from the shear force, and I knew that he needed to leave me. For a moment, I selfishly wished that we had gone home.
“Are you alright?” He asked, his shaft still pulsing inside of me.
“More than.” I yawned.
He chuckled. “You sound exhausted.”
“That's because I'm pregnant.” I said, logically.
“Well that makes sense- wait, what?” He asked, as he practically sprang off of me.
I giggled, before turning around to face him. The look on his face was absolutely priceless. There he stood pants still around his ankles, sporting a damn fine erection, and looking like he was about to pass out.
“Owen?” I asked, as I took a step forward. “Are you alright?”
A smile started to slowly creep up on his face until he was grinning from ear to ear.
“We're having another baby!” He yelled, his voice echoing throughout the woods.
His smile was contagious, and before I knew what was happening he was waddling over to me, and pulling me into his arms. I couldn't hold back anymore. I was laughing so hard that I was almost crying, and he was right there with me. He peppered my face with kisses, and then found my mouth and practically devoured it. When we finally stopped, he placed his hands on either side of my face.
“Veronica Foster, you have made me the happiest man alive.”
“The feeling's mutual.”
“You tricked me!” He said, my deception suddenly dawning on him.
“If I had told you before, you never would have let me get on the bike.”
“You're damn right.”
“Well, you've got no choice now. We have a daughter to get back home to.”
“This is one pregnancy announcement that I'm never going to forget.”
I laughed. “You should have seen the way you waddled with your pants around your ankles.”
“I'll show you waddling.” He said, placing his hands under my ass to lift me.
I screeched, wrapping my legs around his waist so that I wouldn't fall.
“Owen!”
“You started this Unicorn, just remember that.”
“I may have started it, but lucky for me you always make sure that I finish.” I winked.
“God damn, woman.” He seethed, as he adjusted me in his arms.
“Since we're already here-”
He silenced me with a kiss, and I smiled against his lips.
Never in a million years did I think I'd end up married to a song writer, living in Tennessee. Owen Foster had given me everything that I never knew I was missing. He showed me what real love was, and helped me see that settling was never an option. I had finally found my place in life, and it all started with a road trip.
~THE END~
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