Page 117 of Gone for You

“I wasn’t either. The entire reason I’m here is because Rex kicked me out of The Goat. I was about a day away from having to hire all new staff because I was such an asshole.”

“Sounds like we were a mess.”

“Good thing that’s in the past. Yes, you canmove inwith me. Not stay with me — that’s temporary. What I’m thinking is a little more permanent than that.”

“Like, forever?”

“That’s a good start.”

Then he reaches up, kissing me. A real kiss this time. With all the pent up emotion the last two months have given us.

“Don’t you dare have sex on my deck!” Owen shouts.

Ethan chuckles and I giggle, pressing my forehead to his shoulder. I lean close, inhale his masculine scent that I missed so damn much.

“Then I’m afraid we’re going to have to cut dinner short,” he says, hefting his body out of his chair, bending at the knees, and throwing me over his shoulder.

He smacks me on the ass and Owen groans, “Gah. I didnotneed to see that.”

“Stop watching us like a perv!”

“You’re gonna be an annoying brother-in-law,” Owen shouts.

Ethan stops moving. I stop breathing, though that could be because his shoulder is digging into my ribs. He spins around on his heel and points at Owen. “You’re damn right I am.”

He turns on his heel and gets us to the stairs, puts me down, frames my face and kisses the hell out of me. “It’s not that I don’t trust myself not to drop you but I just got you back and I’m not going to take any chances.”

“I don’t care,” I tell him, shoving him down the steps. “Just go. Go. Hurry, okay?”

Chuckling, he storms down the stairs, barely hitting a few of them.

As soon as we hit the ground, he takes off in a dead sprint, looking behind him to make sure I’m following. My short legs work double time to keep up with him and it’s possible I will have a mild heart attack from running like this, but it’ll be worth it.

When he gets to his cabin, he damn near shoulder checks the door, busting through it. By the time I get inside, he’s already ripping off his shirt.

“This is going to be hard and fast. I don’t have it in me to go slow right now.”

I trip, body quaking. “Oh hell.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes.” I stumble out of my leggings, the leg getting stuck on my shoe I forgot to take off. “Dammit.”

I drop to the floor like a toddler to take off my shoes. He picks me up under my arm pits, bringing me to my feet. We continue to undress, kissing each other and doing our best to keep moving until we’re in the small bedroom.

“Lose the panties, Liv. Now.” His command makes my core clench and I obey immediately. I have no other choice, feeling about to combust if I don’t get him inside me soon.

Falling into a heap together, we waste no time reacquainting ourselves with our favorite parts. His shoulders and arms and abs. That nipple ring that turns me on so much. I lick my lips then latch onto it and suck. He hisses, fisting my hair and tugging. With his other hand he reaches down, pinches my nipple and I cry out.

“I missed you.”

I want to tell him how much I missed him, too, but words are stuck in my throat. I’m too turned on to speak.

He rolls us over, presses me into the mattress, one hand above my head gripping mine while the other is planted into the sheets beside me.

“Are you ready for me, Liv?” he asks seconds before his mouth slams to mine. I had almost forgotten how good it felt to have his body heavy over my own. To taste him and feel his hardness pressed against me.

I wiggle around. “Yes.”

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