She looks up at me, her eyes wide and hungry. My hips buck and roll, dragging my veined length in and out of her hot mouth. She may be the one kneeling at my feet, but right now, she’s the one in charge. I’m merely along for the ride.
When she stiffens her tongue, delving the tip into the center of my sensitive crown, I can’t hold off any longer. My orgasm goes off like a bright flash, a guttural sound breaks free from my chest, but she keeps me firmly planted in her mouth, swallowing every drop I have to give.
When Georgia finally releases me, she looks up at me with the hottest expression of self- satisfaction. I haul her up and press her against my chest, my body still quivering with the aftershock of my release.
Georgia shakes her head and lets out a contented sigh. “Shit,” she groans. “That was… unexpected.”
I bark out a laugh. “I think the word you’re looking for is amazing.”
Even after what we just shared, her face reddens and her gaze flicks to my shoulder.
“We should probably go inside and get your shoulder looked at.”
Without another word, she moves to retrieve her clothes, leaving me wondering if I just made the best or worst decision of my life.
Chapter20
ANDREI
I find Yulian in his basement office surrounded by a tower of computers and high-tech spyware that keeps the estate safe. He smirks at me the moment I step into the room, which tells me his surveillance tools were put to good use today.
“I’m not in the mood,” I grumble. “I just need to get bandaged up and get on with my day.”
He nods and directs me to sit in a chair in the corner, while he gathers a first aid-kit from the closet. He’s an ace head of security, and our de facto medic.
He gives me a sideways glare while cleaning some of the blood around the wound with alcohol. It stings like a bitch. “Are you generally in the habit of letting your captives pull a gun on you?”
“None of your business.” I tense through the pain as Yulian bandages the area. It’s more of a burn from the bullet’s shock wave, so I don’t need stitches, but I’m gonna feel this for days.
I am also going to feel the heat of Georgia’s cunt wrapped around my dick for days.
Just the image of Georgia naked in my arms is enough to reinvigorate my cock. I just had her, yet my body is already craving the feel of her butter-soft skin against my own. If this is how I feel after having her just one time, against a tree no less, I am going to lose my ever-loving mind when I get her naked in bed. Which I hope will be very soon.
“All done.” Yulian stands back to admire his handiwork.
I force myself onto my feet and grab the clean suit a member of staff delivered for me. I need to get my head back in the game. There are things that need my immediate attention—arms shipments, cartels moving into our territory, troublesome cops that need to be put in their place—things that I’ve put off for too long because of my beautiful captive. Well, no more.
I’ll fuck her out of my system, and be done with this mad obsession. One day I’ll marry because it’s a good business decision—some cartel princess or spoiled mafioso daughter to secure a powerful alliance—not because of all these feelings.
With Yulian’s keen eyes taking in my movements, I carefully dress, avoiding pressure on my right shoulder. He holds my suit jacket out for me to slip into. The last thing I do is take my pistol off Yulian’s desk and tuck it into the back of my waistband. My holster is too uncomfortable to wear today.
Yulian crosses his arms and sits on the edge of his desk, his dark eyes drinking me in. “What happened out there?”
“Firearm training.” Yulian continues to scowl at me. “Fine. We both know what happened,” I admit. Yulian knows everything that happens on the property. No doubt he watched everything go down between Georgia and I—well, noteverything.
Yulian’s face tightens. “You’re playing with fire, letting her think she has power. Fear keeps people in-line. She needs to fear you more than Oleg if she’s going to carry out what we need her to do. Yet here you are, giving her one-on-one lessons and letting her pull a gun on you. One more inch to the left and that bullet would have done much more damage.”
A growl releases from deep within, and my hands instinctively ball into fists. If he wasn’t one hundred percent right, and my oldest friend, I would deck him for insubordination. “Let’s be clear. I’m not looking for any unsolicited advice in this matter. Imagine it was Rowan. What would you do?”
His lips press together—he knows he’d do the same. Hell, he lost his head for Rowan. Hiding her in his private residence. Personally protecting her from her brother’s enemies that were out for revenge.
What happened today happened only because I allowed it.
Letting Georgia pull a gun on me, letting her believe she had power for one tiny moment, was a risk, but it paid off. Trust is earned. But the person Georgia has to trust most is herself, and that’s what today accomplished. It showed Georgia what she was capable of with a gun in her hand—certainly a lot more than she ever imagined.
Than I imagined.
Yulian sighs deeply. “I never meant to overstep, you know that. I just want what’s best for the family.” His tone softens. “I want to help you find Kira. You and your brothers deserve to know her, and so far, Georgia is our best chance at that.”