Owen could feel the subtle sting of her fingernails against his skin, but he welcomed it. There was honestly nothing sexier than a woman who wasn't afraid to let go in bed. And while it could have been the moment talking, the look on Cecilia's face as she came was quite possibly the most gorgeous thing Owen had ever seen. The feel of her body gripping him tight sent Owen spiraling. His hips pumped against her harder, his eyes falling shut as his self control slipped away and his body's urges took over. With a low groan on his lips, Owen tensed as he fell over the edge, a violent tremor shivering down his spine. His fingers had fisted in the blankets beneath Cecilia and he lowered his forehead to hers, struggling to find his breath.