Page 33 of Passion Restored

He kissed her hard before pulling back. “And I need to taste you.” He toed off his shoes and pants before lifting her into his arms, keeping his mouth on hers. She wrapped her legs around him, her jeans pressing over his dick, and he shuddered a breath, knowing he needed to be inside her soon or he’d blow too quickly. “Bedroom?”

She pointed behind her. “Last one on the left.”

“My left or yours?” he asked with a grin, kissing up her jaw.

“Yours. Now move quickly. I want that mouth on me.”

He kissed her hard and did as she asked before depositing her on the bed, taking note of the nearly unpacked room. He’d care about her furniture and the colors later. Right then, he needed his head between her thighs.

“You say the sexiest things,” he replied before kneeling between her legs. He somehow tugged her jeans off as well as her shoes before pulling at her panties. He quickly got them both all the way naked so there wouldn’t be any obstacles later. He even tugged the condom out of his pocket he knew was still good since he’d checked on it after he slept with her the first time.

“Gotta love when you wear cotton,” he breathed, his hands sliding up her thighs. “Keeps you all nice and soft for me.”

She blushed, pressing her knees together. “I didn’t expect this, or I’d have worn something sexier.”

“Nothing sexier than you spread before me,” he said honestly. “Now keep those knees up by your head, Lizzie. I’m going to eat this cunt of yours until you come on my face. How does that sound?”

She didn’t blush this time. Instead, she gripped her knees with her hands and spreading herself for him. “Eat away, Gallagher. Let’s see what you’ve got.”

Holy hell, he was in for it with this one. “One thing you have to know about me, Liz.”

“Hmm?” she asked, one brow raised.

“I love eating a woman out. Fucking love it.”

She smiled like a cat in cream. “Good, because if you love it that much, you should be good at it. Be a good boy, Gallagher, and make me come.”

He laughed, loving the blunt way she spoke, before gripping the backs of her thighs and lowering his face. He hadn’t lied about his love for eating pussy. He craved it, needing the taste on his tongue. There was nothing like going down on a woman, knowing she would come right there because you were the one giving her pleasure. Yeah, he loved sex, too, especially when she squeezed his dick dry, but going down on a woman was even better. He got to be the one in control, got to be the one tasting, licking, touching, searching for just the right spot deep inside her that he could play with until she came with a rush. He’d be harder than steel by the end of it, and then he could pump inside her swollen flesh until they both came together.

Seriously, oral was the best thing ever.

He licked up her slit, loving the way she was already wet for him. His hands massaged the backs of her thighs as he licked and sucked. Her clit was already swollen and peeking out of the hood, so he sucked on that, too. She called out his name and tried to squirm, but with his hold on her, she couldn’t move away. Instead, he flicked his tongue over her clit until she panted before sucking her lower lips into his mouth one at a time, exploring the undersides with his tongue. She tasted so damn good, and he knew this one time would never be enough.

“Hold yourself up, Lizzie,” he growled, pressing kisses to each of her inner thighs. “I’m going to need my hands for this.”

“Ugh…er…”

Apparently, she was at a loss for words, and he couldn’t help but feel a bit smug at that.

He spread her with one hand before dipping his tongue deep inside her. She bucked toward him, and he bit down on her inner thigh.

“Stay still, babe.” An order.

“I can’t.” A breath.

“I know.” A growl.

He speared her with three fingers, curling them up to find her g-spot. As soon as he found it, he rubbed hard, his mouth on her clit at the same time, sucking and licking until she shook under him, calling out his name.

She came hard, her cunt soaking his hand and down his arm, and he didn’t care. He just licked at her more until she shook again, coming right after the first. He loved how responsive she was, and couldn’t wait to make her come again, this time around his cock. With a kiss to her pussy, he pulled away, licking his fingers while meeting her eyes.

“Owen.” She tried to blink, but she was too far gone to even make out sensible words.

He quickly opened the condom and slid it down his length, needing to come harder than he ever thought possible. When he climbed up her body, placing kisses over her side and on her breast along the way, she tugged at his arms, bringing her closer.

“That was…” she trailed off, her eyes wide. “Holy God, Owen. I’m going to need you to do that again.”

He grinned before stealing a kiss. “Whatever you say, babe. Whatever you say.” Then he thrust into her in one move, and she screamed. She was so damn swollen that he knew he wouldn’t last long, but he didn’t care. He’d already had the best pleasure ever by watching her come.

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