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hold on. With a little more pressure against her
clit, he flicked his finger back and forth rapidly.
    A keening sound rose as she bore down,
riding him harder and faster, keeping rhythm with his hand. Her pants were
choppy. Her gaze so intense it made him impossibly harder. When her inner
muscles pulsated around his cock, squeezing, milking him, her eyelids drifted
closed and another tremor shook her. Throwing back her head, she screamed—a
harsh, startling sound that pushed him over the edge.
    Thrusting once, twice, his body stiffened,
becoming a conflagration of sensations. Flames shot down his shaft. Heat licked
at his balls. The surge of pleasure bordered on pain as it tore through him,
shredding his control and turning him inside out and then back again. He came
in a rush, filling her with his hot seed. His cock pulsated, throbbed, and then
he groaned her name.
    Delicious aftershocks jerked her entire
body. The violent contractions bearing down on him teased his sensitive organ.
Gripping her hips, he held them together until the last shiver subsided and she
fell limp against his chest. With each breath her breasts rose and fell,
rasping against his skin, a sensual temptation.
    The scent of their lovemaking hung like an
aphrodisiac in the cabin. Perfect. He embraced her. Both released a sigh at the
same time and he smiled. For several quiet minutes they just lay in each
other’s arms, the heat of their bodies cooling beneath the air-conditioning,
which adjusted accordingly. The rough road occasionally jostled them, but other
than that it was heaven.
    When she finally sat up, he smoothed his
palms up her arms, laying his hands in the curve between her neck and shoulder.
He could feel the pounding of her pulse next to his fingertips.
    “You’re so beautiful.” He swept his thumb
across her cheek in a slow motion.
    Turning her head to the side, she kissed
one of his palms. “Thank you.” Then she slid off his lap, falling against the
leather seat, laughing softly. “I can’t believe we just did that. I’ve never
had sex in a car before.” She smiled, biting down on her bottom lip. Her grin
never wavered as she continued to watch him pull his jeans and boxer-briefs
over his hips.
    She sighed again. “You’re worth every penny
M.A.C. charges me.”
    Marc flinched.
    The incredible moment came crashing down
upon him like a ton of bricks. Her words stung, leaving him feeling more like a
gigolo than her lover. Of course he couldn’t forget, she thought him an
android—not a real man.
    One who had gone out on a limb, put his
reputation in jeopardy just to be with her, but more importantly, a man who
could easily fall in love with her if given half the chance.
    Hell. What was he saying?
    He didn’t know where the thought came from,
but for a year now he had been restless, something missing from his life. He
was tired of coming home to an empty house, no one to share his dreams with or
wake up to in the morning.
    “Miss Easton,” the chauffer’s low voice
over the intercom system broke through Marc’s wonderings. “We are approaching
your gates. If you will activate them, I’ll see you to your door.”
    After retrieving her thong and jeans, Gia
pushed her hand into a front pocket to retrieve the keyless remote and beamed
it toward the entrance. As she turned to face Marc again, she frowned. “Are you
okay?”
    Where was his game face when he needed it?
    “Yes.” But he wasn’t okay. In fact, he felt
like shit. If this was how a woman felt after a one-night stand, it sucked.
    As the car slowed, the gates moaned slowly
open. Marc attempted to focus on activating his pants and belt but her comment
had cut him like a dagger. Not to mention, he had truly deceived her, taken
advantage of her grief. He had to put an end to this charade.
    “Gia.”
    Wiggling into her shirt, she finished
pulling it over her head before responding. “Yes.”
    He glanced out the tinted window toward a
line of fans and paparazzi