Page 44 of The Millionaire's Mechanic

“I am,” he confirmed, thinking about all the tests his doctor had run after the Eileen incident. Except for the sedative, everything had come back negative. “But what about pregnancy? Do you know your cycle well enough to guess when it’s safe?”

“Probably not, but we don’t have to work that out. I have an IUD.”

Unexpectedly, jealousy flared. “For him?” he asked, the possessiveness in his voice undisguised.

Georgia hesitated. She noticed but didn’t comment. “No. It was my foster mother’s idea. She took me to the clinic my junior year. I didn’t even have a boyfriend at the time. But Diamond didn’t want an unplanned pregnancy getting in the way of my future. She knew too many unwed mothers growing up.”

“Okay,” he said slowly, aware he was being given another precious gift. “No rushing out to buy condoms now.

The corner of her lip curled up as she noted the rapid swelling in his pants. She put her hand behind her back. “Do you want me right now?” she asked, eyes downcast. A soft blush burnished her cheeks, turning them copper.

His stomach muscles clenched. “I do,” he breathed eagerly, unzipping his pants. He pushed his shorts down, pumping his cock a few times. Georgia’s eyes fixed on his dick, her little tongue snaking out to lick her lips.

Rainer damn near lost it then and there.

“Come here.” He tugged her by the arm. She flowed over him like a wave of heated silk. Encouraging her to arch her back, he dipped his head to take one pouting nipple between his lips. Shuddering against his mouth, she moaned as his fingers parted her delicate folds.

Her slick moisture gathered in his hand as he switched his attention to the other neglected nipple. George was small but her curves were lush, perfectly sized for his hands and mouth.

He gave her ass a final squeeze before urging her up with a firm hand. His dick had never felt so hard as it did against her wet heat. Then she was sliding down on him, a velvet vise that gripped him so faithfully he jerked up involuntarily, driving half his length inside.

“Look at me.” Rainer put his hand on either side of George’s face when she tried to hide her reaction by pressing her nose and mouth against his neck. But he wanted to watch as he drove into her bare for the first time.

Her cheeks were warm against his palms, but they grew hotter as he began to pour on the praise. “You’re so sweet and tight around me. It’s like you were fucking made for me, for my cock.”

“Rainer,” she gasped, Her lashes fluttered closed, her mouth gaping as he pressed her down all the way home. “Oh, God. You’re so thick. I feel you everywhere.”

His control in splinters, he took hold of her hips, guiding her until she was riding him. “That’s it right. Take all of me,” he panted as she squeezed him tight on the downstroke. “You fuckmethis time. Fuck mehard.”

Her eyes flared open, the look on her face almost fearful, but she didn’t let him down. Picking up the gauntlet he’d thrown, she braced her hands on his shoulders, surging up and sinking her hips down as she greedily worked his cock.

On fire, Rainer tried to hold out, but the sweet burn of her was too much. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her flush against him as her wet pussy slammed home one last time. Grinding up, he let go with a shout, pumping his hot seed inside her.

A keening cry escaped her lips as her muscles milked him dry. Sweaty and spent, he collapsed on his side, taking her with him.

When he could finally speak, he had only one request to make.

“More.”

* * *

Rainer woke early, his internal chronometer continuing to rouse him at seven. Staying in bed, he watched Georgia sleep before his patience ran out and he rolled her over, covering her body with his.

The ropes slid across his shoulders as she reached up to wrap her arms around his chest, welcoming his invasion with sleepy sexy murmur and soft kisses.

When he was sure she was ready, he thrust inside, her wet heat gripping his cock. Georgia was a velvet vise around him, soft and slick. She was sweeter than molten honey, and so tight it made him crazy.

And her love, her acceptance, her trust—she would never know the havoc it played in his head, the way she’d undone him and rearranged the puzzle pieces of him into a new and unexpected image.

Rainer was never going to be the same, and he would never forgive her for that. But he didn’t have to. Georgia was his. She had given herself to him and he would never discard such a treasure.

So, he took her, trying to show her that with his body. Nearly feral in his possessiveness he consumed her, swallowing her breathy cries as she climaxed. A few more taut strokes and he exploding, pulsing hard until her pussy overran with his cream. Sticky and smelling of him all over, she unselfconsciously pressed him close, not letting go as those last precious spasms faded.

Until Georgia he hadn’t climaxed inside a woman without protection in over a decade—the only other time with his high school girlfriend. As a man, he hadn’t trusted any woman in his bed that much. But this was different.

Withdrawing, Rainer sat back on his haunches as Georgia lay spread open in front of him. He traced her folds as his glistening seed ran from the very core of her. The sight transfixed him. That and Georgia’s faint but dreamy smile. Panting to catch her breath, she spread her limbs, her cuffed arms slack at her sides.

He watched her for a long time before getting up to fetch a warm washcloth. Georgia stayed in that drowsy relaxed state as he cleaned her up, opening her eyes only when he kissed her and told her he was going to be working in the office for a few hours.

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