Thank you to all those who are reading this story. I am said to say this is nearing the end. Only three more chapters and an epilogue left. I really enjoyed writing this one. Funny to think how this story had developed while listening to a song, hence the title, and this story developed while on my way to work! Hope you enjoy how this is developing Reviews are very welcome

Chapter 15:

Owen had his arms wrapped around her waist, his lips kissing the upper area of her back as he held her close in the bed. It was late and Owen knew that it was time for him to head back to his place if he wanted to actually go, well not that he wanted to go but he had to.

'Can't you stay?' she asked him nuzzling further back into him if that was even possible, rubbing her ass against his manhood that was still semi awake, and Claire seemed to be making them sure it stayed that way.

'I don't have clean clothes Claire' Owen replied.

'I can wash the ones you have if you want' she said, knowing that he was still not going to stay.

'It's not that I don't want to stay Claire, but if I stay every night, it is going to defy the purpose of why we agreed to keep my apartment for now' Owen told her 'I want you to be looking forward to see me and I want to be looking forward to see you' he told her.

'I thought I just showed you how happy I was to see you' Claire replied as she turned her head slightly back so she could kiss his lips.

'You know that's not what I mean' Owen replied kissing her back. She pouted childishly even though deep down she was really upset he was leaving. She might have agreed to this whole dating thing, but letting him go every night - well not really every night because truth be told this week he had more slept at her place than his but tonight he seemed to be putting his feet down – well it didn't sit well with her. She just wanted to spend every minute available with him, not to mention how she liked having him in her bed.

Being parents really left no time whatsoever for just the two of them while Madison was awake. It wasn't that she didn't love being a mother to such a precious girl, but she was in a new relationship, and Claire just wanted to spend as much time as possible with him…alone if possible. Tonight Madison had fallen asleep earlier than usual, and Claire wasted no time ushering him into her bedroom. She didn't even had to say anything. The minute the door was closed Claire found herself standing between her and the door and her clothes were coming off and his hands were roaming her body like crazy…not that she was objecting of course. She knew that that was going to happen. They had been exchanging glances from the moment she arrived home. Owen had picked Madison up from school so when Claire arrived home from work, she had found him there already cooking. He had pulled her into a deep quick kiss that had all but taken her breath away, the grin on his face when he pulled away letting her know it was on purpose. She had been on fire since, and Owen knew that. He could tell how anxious she was for Madison to fall asleep so they could fuck each other's brains out, and even though they hadn't wasted any time, Claire was just not ready to let him go, but still got out of bed anyway.

She grabbed her robe and put it on, her back towards Owen. She felt his hands on her arms as she was tying up the belt.

'Claire' he whispered.

'It's fine' she told him.

'Then why are you upset?' he asked her.

'I just hate watching you leave, that's all' Claire replied as she turned to look at him, well not really looking at him, more like looking at his chest.

'You know I'm coming back tomorrow right?' he asked her and Claire nodded, but deep down she still felt a little insecure about the whole thing. She wasn't sure why really she felt this way. Maybe it was because she was truly happy for once and was afraid that something was going to happen and ruin everything. Maybe it was because of Jessica. She didn't really think about the whole issue, but for some reason tonight she really was upset, because she really wanted him to stay.

'I know' she replied.

He didn't say anything else after that. He just grabbed his clothes and started getting dressed, while she stood in place, her arms wrapped in front of her and just waited for him, watching him getting ready to leave.

'I'll text you when I arrive home' he told her and Claire nodded as she leaned against the door, the side of her face resting against her hands, 'I love you' he told her as his hand slid around her waist and pulled her to him into a kiss. She let herself lean into him, her hands fisting his polo shirt, deepening the kiss letting him know just how much she wanted him to stay.

'I love you too' she replied before he turned and made his way for his car.

Closing the door as she watched him drive away, she sighed heavily. Why was she feeling like this? It was stupid. She knew that he was coming back tomorrow, that she was going to see him again and kiss him again, make love to him again. Maybe she hadn't put everything behind her as much as she thought she had after all.

After making a cup of coffee, she let herself settle back into bed, the mug of coffee next to her on the bedside table as she waited for his text, browsing through facebook in the meantime.

'Just arrived. Missing you already' it said as his messenger icon popped up.

'What are you doing? Still awake?' he asked.

'Just browsing facebook. Nothing much' she replied pressing the send button before continuing with her text 'Waiting for you to arrive and for the coffee to cool a bit' and with that she pressed another send.

'Claire…'

'I promise I won't drag this on for long if it is really bothering you. I just want to date you a little. I want us to have that' Owen sent back.

'I know. I just miss you. I miss having you in my bed, I miss waking up to find you here and the way you hold me to sleep…' send.

'Me too. I miss all of that I assure you' send 'It's very hard leaving you' he texted again and then he was calling her.

'Hey' Claire said into her phone.

'Hey…I just wanted to hear your voice again' he told her and Claire chuckled at that.

'I'm glad you called, wanted to hear your voice again too' she replied, as she shifted on his side, letting her head rest on his pillow. She could smell his scent and Claire found herself inhaling it, closing her eyes in the process. She heard him yawn and her eyes flew open 'Go to sleep Owen, it's late and you're tired' she told him.

'You're not? I guess I haven't done my job properly tonight' he half teased and Claire could hear him chuckle.

'I can assure you, you did' when even she let out a yawn 'See I told you so' she replied.

'That's just contagious' he protested 'Seriously though, I'm off to bed. I can't keep my eyes open' he told her.

'Okay. Goodnight Owen' Claire told him.

'Goodnight Claire, love you' he told her.

'Love you too' she replied.

oooOOOooo

Not that it was a surprise or any different from other days, in fact, as usual Claire was super busy that morning, so busy she hadn't even managed to get to her office until almost four in the afternoon. For most people, four in the afternoon meant their day at work was soon finishing, for her though it felt like it was only starting. She had been closing a deal with a new contractor and some other suppliers for their projects, and it had taken the bloody meeting almost four hours to finish and then a problem at one of the sights they were working on had developed and Claire had to go and work her magic.

'Zara, hold all calls please I don't want to be interrupted' Claire told her, just as she opened the door and stopped at the entrance, her eyes settling on the large bouquet of red roses sitting on her desk 'Wha…what are those?' she asked, even if she had a pretty good idea who had sent them.

'They arrived this morning, some time after your meeting started' Zara informed her 'And you also received that' Zara told her pointing towards the hanger.

Claire smiled and hurried to open the zipper that was covering what ever was hidden in the cover, when her eyes settled on the beautiful dress. It was a satin cream long dress with think strips. Nothing out of this world but it was elegant and breath taking. She walked back to her desk and grabbed the note that was half hidden amongst the roses.

'Be ready by 20:00hrs'

That was all it said, but it didn't need to say anything else. She was about to text him but decided to give him a call instead.

'Hey didn't think you liked them' he teased.

'Are you kidding me? They are beautiful, both the flowers and the dress' she told him 'I was just held up. Just got back into the office now' she told him.

'Wow really? That's late. You want me to postpone?' he asked. He didn't really want to postpone but he knew how busy she could get at work, and if she had just entered the office now at four in the afternoon, that meant that she hadn't done anything of the stuff that she probably needed to work on.

She was almost tempted to say yes, but instead 'No. I'll make it' she told him. She could hear how disappointed he was just asking her she couldn't break his heart and postpone their first real date.

'Are you sure?' he asked her.

'Yes Owen, I am' she replied 'What about Madison?' she asked.

'Let me take care of everything. You just make sure to be ready' Owen told her.

'I will. Love you' she replied.

'Love you too' and with that they hung up. Claire sighed happily as she hugged her phone and let her eyes wonder on the beautiful dress first and then on the flowers. When did she get so lucky? She had no idea Owen could be this romantic. One look at the guy and all you see is this badass guy, never in a million years would you think he is the kind of guy who sends you flowers at work and buys you very expensive dresses and which probably means he has made a reservation at a very expensive restaurant.

'I'm so excited for tonight. Thanks for this wonderful surprise. You brightened my day xxx' she wrote and then sent.

She was checking her emails, going through them to check if maybe there was anything that required her immediate reaction because now that she had a date, she knew that she needed to leave in about an hour. She was not going to be late for her date.

oooOOOooo

The door bell ringing meant Owen was waiting for her. Why was he ringing the door and not just using the key? She hurried downstairs, careful not to trip she grabbed the dress from the sides and lifted it up slightly. She stopped right at the door, fixed her dress, took a deep breath and opened the door.

He was standing there in a very looking expensive black tux with a white shirt and burgundy tie and black shoes, stubble still on and he must have put on some gel on his hair because he had this wet look, and damn he was sexy. He took her breath away!

'Owen' she whispered 'Wow' she managed to say before he pulled her into him and crushed his lips hard against his. He heard her moan and Owen almost lost control. He felt like he hadn't seen her in forever and while she had been taking him in, even if in a matter of seconds, Owen had done the same and fuck she looked amazingly beautiful.

'Wow' she whispered breathless when they finally pulled apart, still in the doorway. Her hands slid down his chest, before she looked up at him and smiled. He had red lipstick on his lips. She reached out and wiped it away with her thumb as he watched her adoringly.

'You look…wow…just wow' he told her.

'Thanks' she replied 'Looks like I need to retouch my lipstick' she told him as she turned back and walked inside. She heard him follow behind her and close the door 'I'll just be a minute' she told him as she grabbed the lipstick from her purse and was on her way to the bathroom when he grabbed her hand, turned her around and kissed her again. She moaned against his mouth, her hand immediately going up to back of his head, holding him in place, when he suddenly stopped kissing her and rested his forehead against hers.

'If I don't stop now, we'll never leave' he told her breathless and Claire laughed.

'We better stop here then. I'm kinda curious what you planned for tonight apart from the beautiful flowers you sent me and this gorgeous dress' she told him.

'It's a special night' he replied with a shrug.

'Our very first date' she added and Owen beamed.

'Well I guess it is safe to say it has started on a good note at least' Owen told her.

'Definitely' Claire replied smiling.

He stepped away from her then so she could go and retouch her lipstick, and when she was done and had also put her coat on, he took her hand in his and headed straight for the door, not wanting to get distracted again.

oooOOOooo

It was a very cold night and so they couldn't go for a romantic walk by the river, but they still had enjoyed themselves or rather had the time of their lives. Owen had chosen one of the romantic and expensive restaurants down by the river and reserved a table by the large windows overlooking the river and the city. She had to admit he had chosen well and was quite impressed by his choices so far. It was truly a perfect date. Being on their own with no child to take care of, they had the liberty to talk and laugh about whatever subject came up since they didn't need to be careful what they say. They joked and teased each other, and Claire found herself stroking his leg with the tip of her heels a couple of times and Owen would give her a warning look begging her to stop and Claire would just laugh, putting a hand to her mouth to keep from laughing out loud.

They had enjoyed a fine bottle of wine and the plates they had chosen had been beautifully decorated as well as exceptionally tasty, including the dessert, but while they seemed to have the time of their lives, they really wanted to head home and continue this date in bed. For some silly reason, they couldn't seem to stay away from each other tonight and keep their hands to themselves. Even while in the restaurant, they found themselves holding hands over the table, his thumb caressing hers, and hers caressing his. And their eyes…their eyes just sparkled so bright, not even the stars could shine like that. They ended up moving quite forward during dinner, because while they were enjoying themselves at the restaurant they really wanted to go back home, but they also wanted to enjoy the stunning view they had just outside the restaurant. They took a couple of steps along with a couple of photos to commemorate this night both in the restaurant and outside but being so cold and snow all around, they headed home, and just like when Owen rang the bell and Claire opened the door, the second the front door opened, Owen was pushing Claire inside, slamming the door closed and hammering Claire against the wall, crushing his lips hard against hers.

She moaned loudly, letting her clutch bag fall to the ground as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He quickly let go of her mouth and started kissing his way down to her neck while pushing her coat off of her. Claire quickly followed his lead, pushing his jacket off him, and then he was scooping her up and carrying her upstairs. He practically ran up the stairs and then fell on the bed, making both of them laugh, breaking the kiss.

'What are we kids?' Claire asked laughing, her arms wrapping around his back as he started kissing her neck again.

'If being kids get me to make love to you this way every day, I take it' Owen replied as he turned them around, wanting to have her on top of him, but with her dress still on, it was a bit tricky and so they got off the bed laughing at how childish (well not really childish but more teenage like) this all is. It was like they hadn't made love for years and this was going to be their first time, only they have made love well not plenty but they did!

He turned her around and started pulling her zipper down, finally opening up her dress. He slipped his fingers under the thin straps of the dress, letting it pool down around her ankles, and Claire stepped out of it. She was now standing in her nude thong and nude strapless bra and her heels, as she turned around to look at him.

'Jesus Claire' he whispered in awe, as he took her face in both his hands and locked his lips with hers. She kissed him back with the same amount of sweetness that he was kissing her right now, while her hands started working on unbuttoning his shirt and removing his tie, and when that was open, she pushed it off him. Owen was quite toned, his upper body especially his chest, shoulders and back, Claire knew she could loose herself there. She just love how sexy it feels to push her hands up his chest, over his shoulders and round his back. His back always felt massive and Claire just thought that it was just too damn sexy.

She slipped out of his hands then, wanting to admire him, his body, and Claire started kissing his chest, her hands leading the way and her lips followed until she was standing behind him, running her hands all over his back, kissing every inch.

Every time they have been together, Owen had been so caught up in pleasuring her, that it didn't even cross his mind at times, time spared for Claire to pleasure him, not that she didn't but tonight it feels like she was going the extra mile. She was really taking him in, every inch of him and Owen was loving every bit of it. He could feel himself grow in his pants, feeling her lips on him and then he felt her hands on his belt and suddenly his trousers and boxers were pooling round his ankles and he was stepping out of them. Claire was about to continue taking care of him but Owen needed to touch her and kiss her so when she walked in front of him, he wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her to him, crushing his lips hard against hers. He took the opportunity to undo her bra and Claire threw it aside somewhere in the room.

He directed them closer to the bed, because at some point they had walked a little bit further away from it and then Claire was lying on the bed and Owen took his chance to remove her heels before crawling on top of her, running one hand over her body, until he reached her breasts. He took one nipple in his mouth while his left hand started kneading her free globe. He felt her hand cup the back of his head keeping him in place. She let him have her way with her breasts knowing how much he enjoyed it, not that she didn't but let's just say that she enjoyed him in other areas on her body, and Owen knew that from the continuous moans he always receives whenever he is settled between her legs, whether it's his fingers, his tongue or his cock pleasuring her, Claire was always very responsive letting him know just how much she was enjoying the pleasure he was inflicting on her at that moment.

His mouth was still hovering and taking his time with her breasts, but his hand had started to travel south. She immediately bent up the leg Owen was touching and opened herself up to him, eagerly waiting for him to touch her there, and when his long digits slipped inside her awaiting heat, Claire moaned loudly, enjoying the liberty of the house being child free.

'Jesus Claire' Owen growled enjoying how loud she was moaning.

'Keep going' she ordered as she lifted her head slightly up to look him in his eyes, and Owen picked up his speed, her breasts long forgotten now as his focus was her core. He watched her grab the sheets and arch her back and knew she was getting close, so he grabbed his cock and started rubbing himself against her clit and Claire burst, screaming her release as Owen rubbed his tip even faster, letting his manhood slide in and out of her a couple of times as she was cumming, making Claire cum even harder.

She reached up and grabbed his face with both hands, crushing her lips hard against his. Her mouth immediately started getting assaulted with his tongue as he kissed her passionately, his own body needing to find some form of release, but they had just started and Owen didn't want to cum just now.

It was like Claire could read his mind when she turned them around and immediately started trailing kisses down his chest as if she hadn't wasted any energy at all.

'Claire…I won't…' he was going to say last but she grabbed his cock and started rubbing it hard and fast, and then she was going down on him and now it was Owen's turn to grab the sheets before cupping her head wanting to keep her mouth on him. She sucked him hard and her tongue twirled around his shaft flicking his tip before releasing it to move her hand up and down his length and then taking him back in her mouth and Owen was finding it incredibly hard to control himself. He wanted to tell her to slow down, but damn it she was fucking good and he didn't really want her to stop as she continued to suck him and then she heard him hiss and whisper her name, and Owen came hard in her mouth and Claire just stood there, drinking it all in, making Owen cum even harder at the thought.

He had hardly opened his eyes after cumming so hard when Claire straddled him, cleaning her mouth with the back of her hand and the she was rubbing her bead against his tip. His eyes opened watching her pleasure herself with his cock, her hands flat on his abs, her head tilted slightly back, her breasts bouncing with every move.

'Jesus Claire' Owen groaned before turning her back on her back. He lifted her legs up and Owen locked his mouth with her core and immediately started the assault on her pussy, his tongue flicking her clit mercilessly and Claire couldn't help but arch her back, as the sound of her continuous moans filled the air in the bedroom.

He removed his mouth for just a bit to finger her, wanting to watch her glorious face. Her eyes were dark green and the lust that he could see in them, almost make him cum there and then, but instead he pulled his fingers out and locked his lips again with her centre and didn't stop sucking and flicking her bead until Claire was crying out her release.

Once again, she was still cumming when he pulled away and pushed himself inside of her, both crying out in pleasure as they became one, immediately picking up the pace, Owen pounded hard and fast inside of her until they were both completely spent and Owen fell on top of her. He pulled out and rolled on his back as they both stared at the ceiling for a minute before turning to look at each other and burst out laughing, both still panting hard.

'Jesus Christ woman…you're…wow…just wow' Owen said before he leaned in and kissed her lips.

'Mmm…you're not so bad yourself' she teased with a wicked smile on her face, and Owen's brows shot up as he watched her climb on top of him, immediately burying her face in the crook of his neck. His arms snaked around her naked back, enjoying what she was doing to him.

'We need to be child free more often' he whispered and Claire laughed.

'You like this huh?' she teased as she grabbed his hand and started sucking his middle finger, looking at him from the corner of her eyes. His free hand went up and cupped one breast, massaging it slightly before it went down and his thumb started rubbing her clit again. She hissed and started rocking her hips. She could feel his cock coming to life against her back so she shifted, grabbing his length and started moving her hand again.

'The things you make me wanna do to you' he growled before pushing her off him and got off the bed. She was getting him too hot watching her being so aroused tonight and insatiable. He needed to slam away into her and not in the most traditional way either. Instead, he settled her on all fours, placed himself behind her and pushed himself in, immediately slamming into her, and when they came it was glorious just like all the other times they did tonight.

oooOOOooo

Claire's head was resting on Owen's shoulder, her hand resting on his chest, her fingers dancing all sorts of patterns up and down his chest and abs, when a yawn escaped her mouth and then they were both laughing.

'Yeah I guess I should be tired, shouldn't I?' she asked and Owen beamed down at her before kissing the top of her head.

'You were on fire tonight' he teased her and Claire chuckled.

'What can I say…the things you make me wanna do to you' Claire replied using his line as she looked up to look in his eyes. He kissed her lips and then it was his turn to yawn and Claire followed 'Maybe we should sleep' she suggested.

'As long as I get to hold you naked for the rest of the night, that is fine by me' Owen replied.

'I would have thought you would be tired of seeing me naked by now' she teased between yawns.

Owen chuckled, leaned down and kissed her nose 'Never' he whispered and with that they drifted to sleep.