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They had gone to bed in early afternoon. It was now almost two AM and as Owen began to awake he felt Claire's eyes on him. She was sitting up next to him and for a moment he thought she might still be sleeping but then he switched on the lamp on his bedside table and she smiled.
'Hey there, beautiful!'
She was expecting him to make some smart comment about her watching him sleep and the compliment threw her.
'Yeah, well, there are some things you need to know.'
'Ok' he said placing his arms under his head. His naked torso was making her lose her focus.
'I'm going to turn that off' she said simply before killing the light. There was still quite a lot of it coming from outside and she could clearly see him watch her. 'So... um ... ok. I have some rules. Condoms are not optional, parts should only go into other parts they were anatomically designed to enter, the rear is off limits, kissing stops above the waist, oral is out of the question, manual stimulation is ok if it is necessary, I can't talk dirty and I take offence if you call me derogatory names. She took the breath she had been holding through all that.
'Ok' he said turning the light back on before getting out of bed and going into the bathroom. When he returned he placed a condom on his nightstand. She looked at it then back at Owen.
'You didn't have to get that now'
'I didn't go after it. I went to brush my teeth because you obviously have, judging by the minty breeze that hit my face during your little speech. Since your mouth is situated above the forbidden kissing area I thought we might...' he drew her closer and placed his lips on hers. The kiss was soft, luscious and sweet and way too short for Claire's taste.
'Now since you chose to inform me of all this stuff, I'm inclined to believe you might want more than a kiss. However, if that's your seduction routine, it's pretty bad.'
'I was going to straddle you and wake you up like that but couldn't get myself to do it and then you just woke up...'
'Still, getting on top of me and getting me all excited only to then give me a list of things I can't do to you is a bit of a bummer. You can do it a-now though to sweeten the pot.'
'I practically told you I wanted you to have sex with me, if that's not sweet enough...'
'Claire, please relax.'

'Kiss me again.'

He raised his eyebrows.

'Please' she said and looked away.

He lay on his back and motioned her to get on top of him. Once he had her there he placed his hands on each side of her face and looked directly into her eyes to let her know he was serious.

'This is the best thing that has happened to me in years'

She blushed and smiled.

'You should wait before making that statement, I might suck'

'You've made it pretty clear that you don't'' he winked at her.

'Guess I had that coming. So ... it's not a deal breaker for you?'

'No. And deals get renegotiated anyway. You should wait and see how we work together and then decide what you want to do with me and what you don't'

'It's not about you, Owen, don't take it personally.'

'This feels pretty personal.'

'Imagine how it would feel if you were actually kissing me as I have asked you.'

He closed his eyes and threw his head back.

'What are you doing?' Claire asked, clearly exasperated.

'Imagining. Isn't that what you told me do?'

'Open your eyes.'

He complied and she slowly took her shirt off. Her skin was white and her round breasts had big pinkish areolas that were instantly covered by her arm. She expected some kind of a comment from him but he just switched the light off before pulling her down and kissing her with a passion he had kept very well in check up to that point. His tongue invaded her mouth and took it hostage. She welcomed it and as she wanted to get more she lost her balance and fell flat on top of him. Except he was anything but flat. She tried to get out of her shorts and panties but as she didn't want to stop kissing him she ended up wiggling awkwardly with her underwear literally and uncomfortably in a twist. Owen felt her frantic movement and tried to help but the situation could not be remedied in that position so he rolled them both. She ended on her back and before she could protest he also removed his mouth from hers. He nuzzled her ear, then he kissed her neck making sure he listened to her gasps and figure out the soft spots and then, just as she vas revelling in that sensation, he cupped her right breast and placed it in his mouth. She let out of scream and tried to get up but he tentatively bit the sensitive flesh and she collapsed back into the mattress. He gave the same treatment to her other breast, then proceeded kissing her lower and lover on her abdomen. When he reached her navel he said:

'Now you just imagine' and before she could ask 'what' his hands got hold of her hips while his tongue made one fluid swipe over her bellybutton before starting to circle it, getting closer and closer to it. For the first few seconds she was confused about what he was doing but as he pulled down her shorts and panties she realised he was going down on her belly. Claire didn't want to think about how it would feel if his mouth would travel but a few inches south but she couldn't help it. She felt a rush of liquid down there and whimpered.

'Just say the word' he said and she seized the opportunity of his temporary lack of contact with her heated skin to pull him up.

'I'm naked and you are not.' She tried to sound matter of factly but her hitched breath betrayed her.

'Feel free to fix that' he said and lifted himself on his arms above her. She had intended to take her time but in all honesty she just wished to feel him inside her sooner so she pulled his shorts and boxers right off. He held his breath as his hard cock sprung free.

'Sorry' she whispered when she realised she had been at least a little abrupt.

'Kiss me and I'll forgive you.'

She frowned and he felt her go completely stiff under him.

'Claire?'

'I can't ... I told you...'

He lowered himself and caressed her face.

'I meant my mouth.'

'Oh..'

She launched herself at him with all the desperation of the moment before when she had thought he was asking her for something she had specifically said she did not want to do. Oddly, in spite of the disappointment she had actually considered doing it. She wanted this so much. And now that it was obvious he had no intention of pushing her limits and was as much of the perfect gentleman as one could be in this situation she even felt compelled to do it. If anyone ever deserved it, it was Owen. Claire took hold of his shoulders and made it clear she wanted to flip. He rolled with her and as she found herself on top of him again she broke the kiss and her lips started their journey downwards. He figured she wanted some control over the situation so he decided to lay back and surrender his naked body to her. When she reached his navel she replicated his treatment of hers and he growled. She could feel heat radiating from what was now his severely hard erection.

'You're not playing fair, Claire.' His voice had changed.

'You'll forgive me."

She shifted a few inches down and placed her knees on each side of him. As she also placed her hands on the bed leaning over she took in a deep breath.'

'Ready?' She asked and without waiting for an answer she took his tip in her mouth. She had intended for a more spectacular move but either he was big or she was doing it wrong.

'Jesus Claire!' He shouted and did his best not to jerk up. She opened her mouth wider and as she moved her tongue she felt him go completely stiff. She moved her tongue again.

'Open really wide.' She heard him. It sounded like an order and even though she didn't feel quite right about it, it thrilled her so she complied, moving her jaws so farther apart it hurt. In a fluid move he managed to raise his torso ninety degrees and pull himself away from her.

'Can you stand?'

Claire wasn't sure if she could but she gave it a shot all the while trying to figure out what he wanted to do. Owen steadied her when she got wobbly, then took hold of her waist and moved so that he was sitting right between her legs, spreading them a little farther apart.

'I want to taste you too.'

'Oh, dear God'

'Ready?'

She expected him to go right ahead and jumped a little. His arms held her in place but his face didn't move. He was waiting for her to approve.

'Yes, please'

Owen lifted his chin and his tongue made one long swipe between her folds. She was already wet but this kind of special attention from him added to the dampness. Then the tip of his tongue tapped her clit while his lips created vacuum and gently sucked it down. A new batch of moisture came rushing and a burning sensation, unknown to Claire made her push herself down on him. He took her cue and tightening his grip on her mid section he pushed his tongue inside her.

'Owen!' Her breath hitched.

He didn't stop but he started to alternate his tongue thrusting with circling her clit and sucking on her moist, sensitive flesh. Her pleasure was obviously growing so he kept going until she felt her ready to explode, then he focused only on her sensitive bud, licking it forcefully. Her hands were pushing on his shoulders but he only released her once her shudders ceased and her muscles relaxed.

He licked his lips and looked up at her. She suddenly felt shy and lifted her right knee a little, trying to somehow cross her legs.

Owen gently caressed her calf. Even that turned out to send shivers through her.

'Come here.' He said, his voice terribly contained. Claire wondered how he managed that. She had just climaxed and still desperately wanted to feel him inside her and be banged into the mattress until she would come undone again. He didn't want her. That explained why he could just hold her steady with no hesitation while he was going Jon Snow on her. And that was why he let her taste him for less than ten seconds.

'What are you thinking?' He asked. 'And why are you thinking right now?'

'You don't want me.'

His now very wide eyes were smiling in disbelief.

'Come here, now.'

She decided she really wasn't comfortable standing like that anyway so she sat on the bed in front of him, again giving in the impulse to cover her breasts with her arm. Owen took her other hand and placed it between his legs.

'I. Want. You.'

'So have me.'

He got up and taking the condom off the nightstand ripped the plastic cover and put it on. Claire crawled up on the bed and lay on her back. He climbed on top of her and she opened her arms to him. She still had a nervous look on her face so as he lifted her right knee and used his hand to position himself he whispered :

'I want you so bad, baby'

He was close enough to feel the slight movement in the air as she smiled.

'Show me' Claire whispered back and he pushed inside her.

'Oh God, oh God, oh God!' She breathed into his neck and before he could do anything else he felt her spasm a few times before relaxing again.

'I obviously want you more.' She said still holding tightly to him.

'Not at this very moment you don't' he replied in all honesty as he had already taken his self restraint way out of his comfort zone and it was beginning to be painful.

'What do you want me to do?'

'What's your favourite position?'

'Not sure I know anymore. I guess all of them with you.'

'Flattering but seriously, how do you come the easiest? When you are not by yourself.'

'Owen! I don't ..'he growled. 'Plus I don't need to come again, I'm fine.'

'I don't want to be by myself in this one so please baby... '

She pushed him a little and he rolled off her to allow her to move. Next she took her pillow, placed it in the middle of the bed and lay face down. She then raised the lower part of her body and spread her legs.

He thought he couldn't be more aroused. He was wrong. Seeing Claire like that, especially after her little uptight boundary talk almost caused him to lose it before getting to verify if this was indeed a position she favoured. Still, army discipline proved to be helpful and he climbed over her, peppering kisses on her neck and caressing shoulders.

The fact he was still so sweet to her made her want to please him even more than when she resolved he was worthy of her mouth. She couldn't do much under the circumstances, though.

'I need you, Owen.'

'I'm all yours, baby.'

He pushed inside her and she moved to meet him so he got a lot deeper, a lot faster than he had planned.

'You ok?'

'A-ham.' She replied an in her voice he recognized that tone. She was getting there again so he started to move in and out of her, increasing the speed as he was getting closer.

Claire didn't think she could orgasm again after the first two times. She was wrong. Everything from his skin on hers to his breath on her neck drove her crazy. When he placed his hands over hers and whispered :

'Come with me, baby' she had no choice but to do that. It was milder than before but lasted a while longer and when he eventually went still she felt happy.

'Am I crushing you?' He asked

'No, I love you there. I mean...'

'Shhh, don't take it back. Just enjoy this moment.'

They remained silent for a while, then he got out and up and went to the bathroom to get rid of his condom.

'Do I have to brush my teeth to kiss you?' He asked standing in the doorway.

'Do I?' She asked back.

'No'

"Then you're good."

'Great' he said jumping back on the bed. 'Now do you want to go through that list I woke up to? I think we missed a few. "