He Owns Me (Owning Me series Book 1)

by J. L. Ostle

  Alcohol is the devil, I decide.

  With one big push, I sit up and turn so my legs hang off the bed. I need to shower and grab a drink. My mouth feels like sandpaper. I’m about to stand when I hear a ding on my phone. I quickly grab it thinking it's Jonny, but it's just from Caron.

  Caron: I am literally dying. How are you feeling?

  Me: Feel the exact same. I’m having difficulty just getting off the bed.

  Caron: I'm not drinking again.

  Me: Liar, you will be having a glass of wine by the end of tomorrow.

  Caron: I hate you know me so well. What are you doing today?

  Me: Apart from dying? I'm going to take a shower and may go to the dance studio. Wanna join me?

  Caron: You really are insane. Promise me lunch and an hour to compose myself, you got yourself a deal.

  Me: Deal x

  I put my phone down and stand. As I try to walk to my bathroom, my legs feel like jelly; I still feel drunk. I strip out of my dress and underwear and turn on the shower. Once it heats up, I stand under the stream and bask in the heat. I let the water flow down on me and I start to feel half normal again.

  I may have stayed in there for almost half an hour but it felt too good to get out. I towel dry my hair and decide to wear my dance gear. I go back to the bathroom and brush my teeth and hair, and decide to tie it up still wet. Can't be bothered to blow dry it.

  I head to the kitchen and put on some fresh coffee. I head back to my room and grab my phone but still nothing from Jonny. I decide to call him. He needs to get out of his ass and man up and talk to me. If he doesn’t want to be with me like that, we need to just go forward. I press call and a woman answers, announcing she is the receptionist of Stone Enterprises.

  “Hi, I need to speak to Jonathan Stone please.” I hate that I can’t call him Jonny but it may sound unprofessional if I did.

  “Mr. Stone is very busy; may I ask who is calling?” Her voice is very robotic.

  “Raven Hutchinson. I’m his best friend; he will want to know that I called.” I feel her pause.

  “I will connect you to his assistant,” is all she says and I hear the phone start to connect me through to someone else. I wait for a couple of minutes until I hear another woman answer.

  “Jonathan Stone’s office, how can I help you?” Her voice sounds friendlier.

  “Hi, I’m Raven Hutchinson. I need to talk to Jonathan, please.”

  “Can I ask what this is regarding?”

  “I’m his best friend; he will want to know that I’m calling.”

  “Of course, let me see if he is free, please hold.”

  “Thank you.” I hear classical music come on. I wait for five minutes. I look at the time and see I will be meeting Caron shortly. I go back to the kitchen and start to pour myself a cup of coffee when the girl comes back on the line.

  “I’m sorry, Miss Hutchinson, but he is in a meeting at the moment. He said he will contact you as soon as he is free.” At least that explains why he hasn’t replied to my message.

  “That’s great, thank you.”

  “Anytime, have a good day.” She hangs up and I feel a little relieved.

  I get my cup of coffee and sit down and sigh as soon as I take the first sip, but I don’t have a chance to enjoy the silence as Caron bangs on my door and enters, going straight to my kitchen and coming back out with her own coffee before sitting down next to me.

  “You are lucky that I love you.” She takes a long sip.

  “Yeah, true. So how are you feeling now?” I tuck my legs under me and turn so I'm facing her.

  “Still feel a little worn out, but I'm getting there and this coffee helps. I can't believe I ran out. So, heard anything from Jonny? Has he explained why he was being an old fogy last night?” I tell her about him starting his job sooner and that he was in a meeting when I tried to call. “Well, that explains it then. He was probably grumpy that he has to start work already. At least I have a couple of weeks till I start work. Do you know what you're going to do?”

  “No clue. You all got jobs and I'm basically unemployed. What am I going to do?” I complain.

  “You regretting turning down the dance offer?” I look down into my cup. I don’t know, right now. I honestly don’t know.

  Raven

  I haven’t seen Jonny in four days and I only received one text and that was him apologizing but he is dealing with a client and he’ll call me when he gets a chance. That was two days ago. I knew this job would change things. I try and call him a few times at his office but each time he is out of the office or in a meeting. I’m sure people there think I’m a scary stalker.

  I just want my best friend back. I decide that I need to nip this in the bud now before I go insane. He is going to talk to me face to face before I walk into that building and cause a scene, demanding he talks to me.

  I knock on Caron’s door, since unlike her I don’t like barging in, well except for Jonny, I do just walk in when it comes to his place and right now, I wouldn’t be surprised if he changed the locks. I wait until she answers and she leans against the door and starts to look at her nails.

  “What do you need, now?” She blows on her nails. I know she hasn’t just done them.

  “I’m going to wait in the lounge downstairs and need company until Jonny comes home.” She drops her hand and looks at me in confusion.

  “He’s not talking to you?” I shake my head.

  “I haven’t really seen him since the club. He’s sent me one text since, but he’s ignoring me and I want to see him face to face and give him a piece of my mind.” I watch her shut her door and link her arm with mine.

  “Well, you’ve got yourself a date. You know I want to see the fight break out, love a good drama.” We head to the elevator.

  “Well thanks for being there for me.” I roll my eyes and when the elevator arrives, we both step in.

  “Anytime, so why isn’t he talking to you? You two fight again?” She shakes her head.

  “I told him I wanted more.” She grabs my arm and spins me around.

  “What? When?”

  “At the club, just before you arrived.”

  “You never told me! What did he say?”

  “He didn’t answer since that’s when you showed up. I didn’t want to say anything until I spoke to him, but he won’t talk to me. If he doesn’t want to be with me, I’d rather he just tell me now instead of avoiding me all the time.” I lean my back against the wall.

  “He hates not being with you for just a day, I’m surprised he’s lasted this long. Do you think he’s scared to tell you how he feels? Maybe he doesn’t want to ruin your friendship by turning you down.” I’m thinking the same thing.

  “He’s ruining it by not talking to me. He’s being a big baby. He needs to grow up and tell me that he’d rather be friends and move on. We live in the same building for goodness sake.” The doors open and we step out.

  “Miss Hutchinson, Miss Anderson.” Peter nods.

  “Hi Peter, we’re going to be hanging down here until Jonny comes home, is that okay?” I ask him sweetly.

  “Of course. He has been a busy man, I’ve noticed. You girls just hang and once he arrives I will give you a holler.”

  “Thanks, Peter.” I give him a smile and take a seat in the lounge and Caron sits next to me.

  “Men can be babies, but he needs to talk to you, I agree. I just hope he comes home soon. What if he’s already in his place?”

  “He isn’t, I’ve checked.” She laughs.

  “You really have become his stalker; normally it’s the other way around.” I push her shoulder.

  “Thanks.” She sticks her tongue out at me.

  We talk and play silly games as we wait and Peter even came and talked to us for a little bit. Three hours have gone by and still no Jonny. If I see him bring back a woman, I swear I will bitch slap her and then bitch slap him. I feel myself getting angrier the longer I wait.

  Me and Caron are playin
g a hand-slapping game when I hear Peter loudly say that Jonny was here. I stand up and head to the entrance; luckily enough, he is alone. I stand there and wait and when he turns away from Peter, he sees me and he looks tired. His hair is longer and messier than usual like he has been digging his fingers in it.

  What if it was a woman pulling his hair? My head laughs at me. Great, even my head is starting to mock me.

  He has dark circles under his eyes like he isn’t sleeping properly. I walk to him and he takes a few steps back like I’m going to hurt him. He looks into my eyes then looks away quickly. He can’t even look at me.

  “Jonny, we need to talk,” I tell him. He sighs and looks up at the ceiling.

  “Raven, I am tired. I just had a long day at work, can we talk another time?” He walks past me to the elevator.

  “No, we are talking now. I haven’t talked to you since our night out, please, we need to clear the air. I know I may have asked you to be with me but if you just want to stay friends, I’m okay with that. Can you please just stop ignoring me?” I plead with him.

  “I’m not ignoring you, work has just been stressful. We can talk about this another time,” he says again. The elevator doors open, and he walks in and presses the button to his floor. He hasn’t even answered me about where we stand. I run to him as the doors start to close and quickly squeeze through.

  “We are going to talk whether you like it or not. If you're tired, you better start talking or neither of us is going to get any sleep.” I cross my arms. His eyes look into mine. He drops his briefcase he was carrying and walks to me and pins me against the wall.

  “Is this what you want? Do you want some attention? Do you feel left out now that I have no time for you?” He presses his body against mine.

  “Stop being a dick and talk to me.” I try and push him away but he doesn’t budge.

  “Why? You said neither of us will be getting any sleep, why don’t we just fuck? It’s what you want, isn’t it? Why don’t we just get it over with, huh?” I feel anger seep back into me. I lift my hand and slap him hard across the face.

  “Is that what our friendship means to you? You just want to fuck? I turned you down then, I am turning you down now. I didn’t like that ass, I still don’t. How fucking dare you think I am one of your many whores?” He rubs his cheek and glares at me.

  “Oh yeah, I forgot, you are saint Raven.” I glare at him and push him. I push him again and again, screaming at him.

  “You are a dick; I knew that place would change you. You are no better than your father.” I spit out at him. He grabs my arms and pulls me into him.

  “Don’t you dare compare me to him.”

  “Why not? It’s true. You think I’m just a plaything like he does. Are you too good for me now? Am I not rich enough? I haven’t fucked around with every employee I work with? Maybe I should take your job offer and just work my way through each guy there. Let their dicks enter a place you will never feel.” I smirk at him and he pins me back against the wall, his breathing coming in fast. “Or maybe, this time, you can watch me get fucked. You can sit there as you watch guy after guy fuck my tight little cunt.”

  “Stop it,” he growls at me.

  “Why? You think I’m nothing more than a fuck, so maybe that’s what I should be like. I pretended last time, maybe now I should make it a reality. Become the girl I made up. Maybe I can get a rich guy to look after my needs, to finally own me.” I don’t realize we arrived on his floor until he pushes me and I stumble back, but I catch my balance.

  “Stop talking like that.” He walks slowly to me. I start to walk back.

  “Oh come on, I use to talk to you like this all the time. What, can’t hack it now? Maybe I should call that hockey player, I bet he wouldn’t say no. Or what about Matty? He seemed very interested in fucking me.” My back presses against his door. I quickly take out my card key and open it. I walk in the middle of the room and he stands at the doorway.

  “You need to leave.” I’m not leaving until we talk one way or another. If this is the only way for me to get through to him, well, fair enough.

  “No, I like it here. I like your place, so full of rich things. Like this vase. I bet it costs a lot of money.” I pick up a vase and inspect it and, before I know what I’m doing, I throw it against the wall.

  “What the fuck are you doing?” he shouts at me.

  “I want you to talk to me. I want my Jonny, not this asshat.” I lift a crystal bear and throw it against the wall, watching it shard into little pieces.

  “You are fucking insane.” He tries to get to me but I dodge him and run on the other side of the couch so he doesn’t get me.

  “If I am, it’s because you made me this way. I told you how I felt and you fucking ignore me. What friend does that? You tell me all the time how much I mean to you, you say you can’t picture a world without me in it and yet you don’t take my calls, you don’t make any effort in telling me that you're just fucking alive. So yeah, if I am acting crazy, it’s because of you.” I huff and puff.

  “So you are acting like this because of me?”

  “Yes, now tell me are we still friends! Or do I need to stop making an effort and just leave you in my past? Should I lose your number? Leave the building? Because I will. Just say the word and I will be gone from your life forever.” I feel tears prickle behind my eyes but I try and hold onto my anger.

  “Raven, my life…” I cut him off throwing a remote at him. “What the fuck?”

  “Stop lying to me, stop trying to wiggle yourself out of it! Do YOU FUCKING WANT ME?” I scream at him. With one quick movement, he jumps over the couch and pushes me against the wall and his lips land on mine with so much passion and need. I wrap my arms around his neck as he pushes his body close to mine. I open my mouth and his tongue slips in and I’m groaning and moaning. I never want this to stop.

  “Fuck, I want you. I fucking want you, fucking need you,” he says as he kisses my neck and jaw. I let my head fall back so he can have easier access.

  “Have me then, claim me. Just fucking have me,” I breathe out. I hear him growl as his lips are on me again and he lifts me up so my legs wrap around his waist and I can feel his erection press against my core.

  Raven

  “You are mine, Raven.” He presses into me harder, I moan out louder. “Tell me, tell me you are mine.” He starts rubbing himself against me, then stops. I whimper.

  “I am yours, I have always been yours.” I start to move so I can feel more of him.

  “I’m going to fuck you Raven. I am going to fuck you, fill you up with my cum and then I will make love to you; but first I need to have you hard and fast before I burst.” He bites my neck hard and I scream out in pain and pleasure.

  “Yes, please.” I hold his head so he is biting me harder. “Harder, bite me harder, mark me.” I feel like I’m not completely there. I feel like this sexual being has taken over my body; I want so much more.

  I want him to hurt me.

  “Fuck, you are going to ruin me.” His lips smash against mine again and he starts to walk us to his room without his lips leaving mine.

  Once we are in his room, he pushes me onto his bed and starts to rub himself against my entrance; I arch into him. I dig my fingers into his pulling hard and he growls and starts pushing harder against me. He sits up a little and takes off his shirt and tie. I rake my nails hard down his toned body and he hisses.

  “I’m going to fuck you so hard, I want you to scream for me, Raven.” He unbuttons his slacks and kicks them off with his boxers. He is on top of me, completely naked. Fuck, his dick is hard and thick.

  God, it’s going to hurt but I don’t care, I need him inside me. He looks down my body and with one quick movement he rips off my blouse then tears the bra off. He unzips my jeans and pulls them off and rips off my underwear. I am so turned on; I feel that ache between my legs get stronger.

  “Jonny, please,” I beg him. I feel his lips land on my stomach and trail down
between my legs.

  “I need to taste you first. I have waited three fucking years to lick this beautiful pussy.” Then I feel his tongue slip through my folds. I dig my fingers back into his hair, begging for more. He sucks on my clit and I scream out. When his teeth nip it, I cry out. He enters three fingers and I feel so full. He starts thrusting his fingers in and out as he licks and sucks my little bud. “Fuck you are so tight, so warm. I can’t wait to feel my dick inside you.”

  “Jonny…” I pant out. He continues to suck and that ache builds higher and higher and then my eyes roll back as I see stars and my orgasm hits me. I don’t have time to recover before he thrusts his dick inside me. I scream out in the pain. I lost my virginity, I finally lost it.

  “Fuck, so fucking tight. Fuck, fuck,” he says over and over. He stays still and when the pain subsides a little, he starts to move in and out. I feel too full. I feel like he is completely in me. The pain starts to turn to pleasure so I arch my ass so he can enter deeper inside me and we both groan.

  “Faster, please go faster.” I dig my nails into his ass. He does; he fucks me like he’s possessed. I wrap my legs around him and arch myself into him.

  “Fuck, I’m so close.” I hear him panting. I loosen my legs and stretch them so they reach my shoulders. “Fuck, I forgot how flexible you are. Fuck, I can feel you deeper like this. Fuck, you are amazing. I don’t want this to stop.” He pushes harder and faster, speeding up, and I feel that ache building again. I scream out his name as I come and after a few more thrusts, he releases. I can feel his seed shoot inside me.

  “Fuck,” he growls and falls on top of me. I start stroking his hair as I feel his breath on my neck. I just had sex. I had sex with my best my best friend. I don’t regret it. I don’t know how long we stay like that, but he finally sits up and looks into my eyes. “I’m sorry for being a coward. I wanted you, Raven, I wanted everything you were offering that night but I was scared.” I sit up and lean against the headboard.