Page 9 of Saved By The Mechanic

He knows.

I don’t know why I thought he wouldn’t realize that I was a virgin. Part of me was eager to experience the one thing I never thought I ever would, and I had hoped he wouldn’t notice myinexperience. Ray is my first. He is the only man I have ever actually found attractive. He makes me feel . . . everything.

The way he plays with my body is unlike anything I have ever felt before, and I know that once I leave, there is a chance I might never get to experience this with anyone else. I just didn’t think he would notice.

So dumb.

Yet another in a series of dumb choices I’ve made, but I can’t bring myself to regret it. I want to experience this. I’ve kept this part of myself safe from that monster for a long time because I wanted to give it on my own terms, and this—Ray—is what I want.

Ray pushes back to meet my eyes, and where I expect to read anger, surprise, or disappointment, I am shocked to see that his expression is one of agony. “Fuck, baby, I’m so sorry,” he whispers, his voice so shredded, it tugs at my chest. “Does it hurt?”

I bite into my lip and meet his gaze under my lashes. “A little.”

“Do you need me to stop? Fuck! I didn’t think . . . I’m sorry, I should have figured—”

“No,” I cry out, wrapping my legs tightly around him, wincing at the soreness when I do so, but I don’t want him to stop. I roll my hips forward, a whimper rising in my chest as the friction sends a delicious feeling shooting up my spine. “It hurts, but it feels good too. Please don’t stop.”

“Baby, I don’t want to hurt you,” he says, his voice laced with pain.

“I’m fine.” I wrap my arms around his shoulders, holding him to me. “I promise, I’m fine. Please don’t stop. I don’t want you to stop.”

His eyes flare at my words as something dark and dangerous settles in those blue depths. “Tell me to stop or slow down if it becomes too much,” he demands, grasping my knee, but he doesn’t move until I nod. With that, he pulls back before slamming into me with a rough growl that has my back arching.

Oh. Oh, God.

“Fuck, baby, your pussy is tight. So fucking wet and tight for me,” he grinds out roughly, his calloused fingers digging into my thigh as he rolls his hips. “I’m going to take care of you, angel. Make up for being reckless with you.”

It’s at the tip of my tongue to tell him that he’s done nothing wrong, but before I can speak, he shoves his face into my neck and starts pounding into me like a beast in rut.

“Ray!” I cry out, wrapping my arms tightly around him as he thrusts his thick girth into me, pain and pleasure pulsing and mingling, sending a delicious tug up my spine. The wet sounds of our lovemaking fill the space with every drive into my pulsing sex. Every thrust pushes me against the car, and a part of me preens over the fact that I am doing this on top ofhiscar, possibly denting it.

He couldn’t have me the way he wanted, and now someone else is claiming me on his beloved car, painting his car with my arousal for a man in my arms. Whatever happens in the future, at least I’ll have this.

“Faster, Ray,please,” I sob, digging my nails into his back as he ruts aggressively into me, his thick shaft stretching my channel with rough moves, his breathing just as ragged againstmy neck. He undoes me with every thrust, with the low noises he makes against my skin.

“Going to come inside you so hard, baby, bury my seed so deep and mark you as mine. Make you scream so all of Rosewood can hear you.”

“Yes,” I shout, rocking to meet his frenzied thrusts.

“Mine,” he growls into my ear, his warm breath brushing the sensitive spot on my neck, but it’s his words that send an ache to my chest. “You belong to me now, Penny. I’ll take care of you. I’ll protect you.”

My heart jumps at his words.

No.

He can’t do this to me.

In a few hours, I will be gone from his life with the memory of our lovemaking written on my heart and skin. Have I not exposed myself to this stranger enough as it is? I would be stupid to take his words to heart. To let them affect me in any way. I know better than to let his words clog my thoughts, and yet, I’m helpless to stop it.

I drop all my reservations when he kisses that spot beneath my ear, a loud moan climbing up my throat when he sinks his teeth into my neck as he drives wildly into me, every furious thrust sending pleasure shooting up my spine.

“Ray, please,” I beg, unsure what I’m even asking for but feeling desperate all the same as heat builds up in my core at an alarming rate. He pins me against the hood of the car, driving faster and harder into my sex, his thrusts rough and feral. Black spots bloom in my eyes as an orgasm more powerful than the first takes over my body. I sob at the feeling, wrapping my armstightly around Ray and burying my nose in his hair as he takes me over and over again until I am a trembling mess.

Another sob tears from my throat as pleasure explodes through my body again and again as he continues to work his cock in and out my pulsing channel, his muscles straining until he finally goes still above me.

“Fuuuck!”

He comes with a roar, most of it muffled by the fact that his face is buried in my neck, but I feel every vibration against my skin, and it has my sex cinching hard around his cock, milking him of every drop as he spills into my womb.

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