Owen wasn't sure he could have stopped even if he tried. He was completely lost in Cecilia, and his desire to make her shatter around him. He gave a soft grunt when her fingers fisted in his hair, but the subtle pain added the intense sensations coursing through his body. Breathless, Owen kissed her briefly before pushing himself up on his hands on either side of her, pumping his hips harder, faster. His gaze, clouded with arousal, remained on her face. He had fantasized about this, certainly, but his imagination hadn't come close to how gorgeous Cecilia was when she was on the verge of pleasure.