Page 28 of Passion Restored

Next time?

She pulled away, panting. “You got me off, and I haven’t been able to reciprocate. That’s not selfish.”

He grinned, and she let out a breath. He was so freaking beautiful it wasn’t fair. “Turn around for me.”

She raised a brow. “Excuse me.”

“I told you that I wanted to fuck you in those jeans. You going to let me?”

Liz smiled, her heart racing. “Oh, yeah. I forgot.”

“Orgasms can do that to a person.” He slapped her ass as she turned, and she let out a moan. “Oh, yeah, your ass is so fucking sexy in these jeans when you have them on, but rucked up right under your butt like this? I’m going to come just looking.”

She looked over her shoulder as she pressed her hands to the wood of the door. “No fucking my actual ass, Owen. Not on the first date.” She winked as she said it, and his eyes widened. She watched as he gripped the base of his cock, squeezing so tightly she knew he was on the verge of coming.

“I think you’re my new favorite person. Ever.” He pressed closer, his cock sliding between her cheeks before going lower. “I won’t even touch you there with my fingers this time.” He paused. “Okay, fine, maybe my fingers if I can’t help myself and you’re into it. But no butt sex our first time. That I can promise.”

She laughed, unaware that she could laugh when she was so horny. Owen did things to her she couldn’t explain, and yet she wanted more of it. He made her laugh, made her think, make her angry, and yes, made her want to come more than she’d ever wanted to before. He was a complicated man, and she knew that was dangerous, but right then, she couldn’t care.

She just needed him.

He hovered over her, his front to her back, and he took her mouth, her head over her shoulder. She arched into him, and his cock slid even closer, the tip playing dangerously with her folds. She could feel the piercing beneath the condom, and just the thought of it pushed her even closer

“Fuck me, Owen. Please.”

He bit her lip. Hard. “As you wish.” He slammed into her in the next instant, and they both called out, freezing as he got to the root.

“Holy hell.”

She wasn’t sure which of them had said it, but she had a feeling it was both of them.

“You’re so fucking tight, Liz. I’m not going to last long.”

She reached behind her and gripped his ass, her nails digging in. “I don’t care. Just make me come.”

He let out a rough laugh before starting to move. She pressed back into him with every thrust, meeting his flesh, her ass pressed against his hips. He was so big that he stretched her, filling her up until she could barely breathe, but she didn’t care.

When he slid one hand around her to rub her clit, she came, her inner walls tightening around him. He captured her lips and her scream as he came as with her, his body pumping, the warmth of him creating an inferno between them.

And as he slowed his movements, both their bodies shaking, he kissed up her neck and toward her mouth, sweetly, caringly, as if they hadn’t just fucked like animals against the door.

“I…” he trailed off, and she let out a breath. Not knowing what to say either.

“Hey, you two. If you’re done, you might want to clean up. Graham is about to start cooking the meat.” Murphy laughed on the other side of the door, and Liz froze. “Of course, it sounds like you two have all the meat you need.”

“You’re an idiot,” Tessa called out, and Liz closed her eyes, mortified. “Don’t worry, though all the adults knew what you two were up to, only Murphy and I heard the end. Good job, Owen! She needed that.”

“I’m going to kill you!” Liz called back.

Owen was still buried balls-deep inside her, and was currently laughing against her skin. If she weren’t equally turned on, sated, and embarrassed at the same time, she might have laughed with him.

“You love me,” Tessa called out. “But I think you like riding Owen’s dick more.”

“Murphy,” Owen said, his voice low.

“I’m on it,” the younger Gallagher said slowly. “Come on, Tessa. Let’s go outside and give them a minute to clean up. Don’t be too long, you two. Blake and Maya will be in next, and compared to them, we’re the gentle ones.”

Liz hit her head against the door as Owen kissed behind her ear. She hated herself for shivering in delight but leaned into him when he kissed her again.

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