Page 33 of The Millionaire's Mechanic

She leaned into him, unable to stop herself. “The way you looked at me, just now. That was good for mine.”

He groaned aloud, but let her go. They gathered buckets and bowls of snow, filling as many receptacles as they could—including several of the bathtubs in the unused bedrooms. Then Rainer secured all the doors and windows while Georgia anxiously watched the snow fall from the living room windows.

If they went out right now, it would be waist-high for Rainer and almost to her chest.

Hands closed over her shoulders. “Everything is going to be fine. This storm can’t last much longer. Once the snow stops falling, I’ll be able to call up a repairman, get the solar fixed.”

She swallowed, straightening her shoulders. Now was not the time to panic. Rainer needed a partner, someone practical who wouldn’t freak out on him. “Should we start rationing food?”

“No.” He hugged her to him. “We’re not all that low. We have enough for three or four more days and after that, there’s always the stock of emergency rations—energy bars and freeze-dried meals from the panic room. There’s a week’s worth of food in each.”

Weak with relief, she leaned into him. “So as long as the fuel holds out, we’ll be fine?”

His voice lowered, the tone intimate. “Well, we also discovered an excellent way to keep warm.”

Turning around, she smiled, her arms reaching to stroke as she pressed herself against him.

“I like how you rub against me.” He tapped her nose. “Like a little cat.”

“Cats bite,” she said, nipping at his fingers. She caught one between her teeth. Rainer took a deep breath, his eyes widening as her tongue stroked the pad of his thumb.

Georgia found her clothes stripped off her in short order. Giggling, she tried to help, but he stopped her. Then she was naked, but her entire body was flushed, so much that she didn’t feel the cold.

Strong arms hauled her up. This time he set her gently on the mattress in front of the fire, before he pulled her pants and panties down in a single smooth maneuver.

Georgia expected him to move up her body. But Rainer surprised her, his head settling between her legs.

Not expecting that intimacy, she tried to dislodge him. To her, oral sex was more intimate than intercourse, and she was embarrassed that he just went for it. But Rainer didn’t give her any room to withdraw in shyness. He was too hungry, licking and sucking at her lips and clit like he’d been presented with a favorite meal. Trapping her raised legs with his arms, he held her down as he ate her out until she was begging for mercy.

But Rainer didn’t have any—not even after he made her orgasm by grinding his palm against her opening and clit until she shuddered. He relentlessly drew out every delicious sensation in her until she collapsed into a mindless heap of pleasure. But still, she somehow had the wherewithal to stop him when he reached for the condoms they’d left next to the bed.

“But I want to taste you, too,” she whispered, her cheeks heating at her forwardness. But she didn’t let her shyness deter her as she urged him up and over her until he straddled her chest.

“You’re too small for this,” he breathed. “I’m going to crush you.”

“Don’t worry about me.” Georgia rocked, rubbing her sensitive nipples against the sweet spot between his dick and his balls. Sucking in a sharp breath, Rainer pressed his lips together as he braced himself over her. When she curved her fingers around his length, his entire body tensed. She grinned at his reaction, pumping him with her hands before opening her mouth.

“Christ,” he hissed as she darted her tongue out, making sure to pay special attention to the seam under the flared head. She hummed in response, savoring his taste. Rainer allowed her to lead, holding still as she guided him in deeper. She experimented, stretching her lips wide and opening her throat as they both learned how much of him she could take. Then he took over, pistoning in and out until he was fucking her mouth, while still carefully observing her limits.

More enthusiastic about this act than she’d ever been before, Georgia relished the experience. As he slid in and out, she held his hard-as-steel shaft at the base, savoring his taste on her tongue. She spent a pleasurable few minutes worshiping him with her mouth until Rainer finally threw his head back, neck corded, and slid free of her lips with a pop.

When he pulled away, tearing open a condom, she didn’t stop him. She just held on as he surged into her heated flesh, stretching her in a way that should’ve been uncomfortable, but instead just made her want to twist and scream and dig her fingernails into his skin until she climaxed. Which was exactly what she did thanks to his hard thrusts, ones that shook the mattress and pinned her underneath his satisfyingly heavy weight until her channel throbbed and she convulsed, sobbing out his name.

She came to in his arms with his fingertips lightly brushing over her skin. Like last night, he’d pulled the covers over them, creating a cocoon of heat and sexual musk for them to bask in.

Then he shocked her by doing what no other man before him had ever bothered to do—he complimented her. Nothing extravagant or unbelievable, just genuine and sweet words.

“I love your skin,” he murmured at one point, comparing it to silk and letting her know how much he liked it plastered all over him. Then he praised her lips and hair, his hands plunging into the curly mass before he took her again, this time from behind.

Rainer’s muscled body curved over her, his thick length penetrating her folds until she moaned and shattered once again. Throwing the blankets off them, he rubbed her back until she could catch her breath.

When she did, he simply took it away again with a series of scorching kisses that spoke of care mixed with hunger. “Just so you know, you don’t have to finish me off when you take me in your mouth,” he said when he let her come up for air. “That’s not a hill I die on.”

She giggled, stroking his chest because she couldn’t stop touching him. “Very considerate. But I like it with you.”

He frowned. “Was there someone youdidn’tlike it with?”

Something in her expression must have given her away because he abruptly sat up, gaze serious. “Georgia?”

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