Marking What's His

Owen watched Claire as she got ready for another day at the office. She straightened out her beautiful wavy hair into something professional and put on her "power suit" as he liked to call it. She put on a vibrant red lipstick color across her lips and a pair of her matching high heels that gave her a few false inches on her height.

"How long do you work today?" Owen asked his Wife as she continued to get ready in front of the mirror, putting on her watch and her earrings.

Without looking back at him she replied, "I'm not sure. It depends on how fast they actually get us through the meeting and where they want to put me on the project."

"Well if you're being held there against your will let me know and I'll go full Raptor mode on their asses." Owen said with a chuckle. He saw a smile spread across Claire's face and it reminded him how he fell in love with her in the first place. Beautiful, sexy, confident, and charming when she wasn't stressed out about life.

Claire was just about to head out the door when she felt Owen's hands wrap around her waist as he nuzzled his head down into her neck and gave her a passionate kiss on her exposed soft skin. She gave a little gasp before instinctively placing a hand onto one of her Husband's hands around her waist. When his lips parted away from her neck he lifted one of his hands from her waist to turn her head around to gaze into her eyes and give her a tender kiss on the lips. No matter how long they've been together, Claire melted at his kiss and no matter how much she tried to deny it: this man had stolen her heart from the moment they met.

"Owen -" Claire said breathlessly when they finally parted their lips from each other, "What's gotten into you this early in the morning."

Owen leaned his head against hers and nuzzled her gently, "Nothing. I'm just marking what's mine and I felt like doing something a little more passionate than a kiss on the lips. Besides, I didn't want my lips too red from that lipstick of yours."

"Doesn't the ring on my finger do that just as well? Sometimes you're too much." Claire replied with a smile, she rubbed her nose against his and stopped to gaze her piercing eyes at him. "I swear to God if everyone sees the hickey you gave me this morning I will-"

Owen gripped her tighter around the waist as his smile grew wider. "You'll do...what?"

"That's for me to know and for you to find out." Claire replied slyly as she gave Owen one final kiss on the lips before removing herself from his grip and grabbing her car keys. "I'll call you on my way back home."

Owen called out before she closed the door, "Alright. I love you, have a good day at work."

When the door shut he was left there alone in their house with the biggest grin on his face that didn't leave as he got ready for his own job. All he could feel on his lips was the soft touch of Claire's skin and it was intoxicating.