Page 31 of The Millionaire's Mechanic

Then he said he was going to fuck her, and her nether regions had exploded.

The coarse words should have been off-putting, but Georgia’s body had the opposite reaction. She was a full-grown woman with the normal desires and needs that accompanied that state, but she’d gone without for so long she ached. That and she’d never wanted anybody the way she wanted Rainer. Her needy body wanted to crawl all over him, pressing every inch of her skin to his, to consume him.

Then he’d jumped up and run away. The shock of it was more jarring than the cold in the room. But he came back before her brain could process his absence, slapping a long strip of condoms on the mattress next to her.

Her back hit the mattress as he tugged her sweatpants and underwear off in one go, more enthusiasm than grace. Hair roughened skin brushed hers, and she threw her arms around his neck.

“Hi.” His voice was muffled because his mouth was against her cheek.

“Hi,” she giggled back as his big body rubbed against her like cat. Not the tame domestic kind, of course, but one of the lethal and predatory variety. A leopard or mountain lion that had, for some reason, decided to get in bed with her.

That whimsical train of thought sputtered and died the moment his hand worked between them. Fingers stroked between the hot seam between her legs. Rainer groan drowned out her whimper. “You’re so wet.”

He put on the condom with flattering speed. Then he pressed her down into the mattress. “I’m sorry,” he apologized, his voice guttural. “I can’t wait.”

That was fine with her. “I don’t want you to,” she whispered, her hands clutching his shoulders.

His mouth covered hers, his tongue sweeping past the seam of her lips at the same time as he fit himself to her opening. Rainer didn’t lift his head as he possessed her, that rough invasion coinciding with their first kiss.

His thick length pushed at her entrance, the broad head of his shaft catching at the constricted ring of muscle and then pushing past. But it had been a long time and she was tight enough to make him hesitate, his cock just a few inches inside.

He raised his head, a question in his tone. “Georgia?”

“I’m fine,” she panted. It felt as if every nerve ending in her body was firing at once, as if her body wasn’t capable of processing his invasion.

“Are you sure?” he whispered. “This isn’t your first time?”

“No,” Georgia said, shifting so he slid another inch. “It isn’t. Is that disappointing?”

“Hell no.” She felt more than saw his scowl. “I just don’t want to hurt you and you’re so small, so tight.”

He buried his face in the pillow next to her, muffling his words. “Dear God, you’re so tight.”

She knew Rainer well enough to realize he was thinking of pulling out and stopping. That stubborn noble streak was going to ruin everything.

Desperate and determined to keep him exactly where he was, she tugged his head down, licking the inside of his mouth, drawing in the taste of him while she wrapped her legs around his waist, undulating her hips up while urging him down with her mouth and hands.

Rainer swore, throwing his head back as his length slid deeper. With curses that sounded like endearments, he lost the fight with his better angels, burying himself to the hilt in her heat.

Georgia held on, her sensitized inner flesh slowly stretching around his thickness. Rainer was large and she was small and needed more time to get used to him, particularly in light of her long period of abstinence. But that helpless hunger that overtook her every time she looked at him made her impatient, and she tried to pull his hips down with her hands.

Her stiff nipples brushed against his chest. The tingles sent little shocks of pleasure to her core. Greedy she rubbed against him for more contact, an act that made him suck in his breath.

Rainer pushed up on his arms, looking down at her. Then he took her hands and pinned them over her head. “Be careful what you wish for, baby.”

Georgia knew she was playing with fire, but she couldn’t help herself. She raised her hand and bit his lower lip, undulating her whole body up this time, eager to touch and stroke. Her skin sparked against him, almost painfully.

Rainer’s free hand fisted in her hair, his lower body pulling back.

Georgia gasped, her fingers digging into his back as he pulled his shaft out until only the tip of him was nestled inside. After an exquisitely anticipatory pause, he plunged back in, the reins on his control snapped.

Rainer began to move, the wet heat and rough friction burning away any rational thoughts. Gasping with pleasure, Georgia managed to swallow the high-pitched cries he elicited from her as he made good on his promise to fuck her long and hard. Well, most of them anyway.

But this ‘fuck’ felt like more. Her body instinctively found and mimicked his rhythm without a trace of the awkwardness that had defined her only other physical relationship.

Whatever short-circuited her brain around him also bypassed it, with its overthinking tendencies. With Rainer, she was a creature of instinct, her body attuned to his. When he thrust, she softened, taking him greedily, and shuddering when he withdrew only to delve back in deep.

The tight, twisting coil of pleasure broke more than once. Georgia’s first orgasm made her scream, a breathless cry that died under his mouth as Rainer took another soul-stealing kiss. The next made her buck so hard he pinned her hips down. The last was a grinding dance that made her pussy clamp around his cock so hard she finally took him with her.

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