 of the distance herself. Heat shimmered through her core. She wrapped her hands around the balcony railing. The next second, Darius was at her back. A quick adjustment, a slight shift of her leg, and...

"Holy _shit_."

One moment she was empty, the next she was suddenly, gloriously full. He gave her a heartbeat to adjust, then rocked gently. Georgia's head dropped back, landed against his chest. A shivery sound spilled from her lips and disappeared into the darkness. Darius slid back, then pressed into her again.

Georgia leaned into the connection. The feel of flesh on flesh was a revelation: Darius' arousal mingled with hers, slicking the way for him to fuck her harder, faster. She'd never gone raw with anyone before. She'd never trusted anyone that much.

Never loved anyone that much.

They quickly found their rhythm. Soon Darius stopped moving altogether, simply dug his fingers into her hips and let her grind on his cock. His broad head found one very specific, very sensitive place deep inside her. Georgia sped up, guided him over the spot again, again, again.

She came with a rush so intense it made her ears ring. Dimly, she felt Darius' breath turn ragged against her neck. He muttered something into her skin, gasped, grunted. His cock jerked. Heat lashed her deepest places.

Georgia turned, clasped the back of head and dragged his lips to hers. Tears pricked her eyes for the second time that night. This time, she didn't try to will them away.

Darius deCompostela didn't hate her.

For the first time in her life, she believed in miracles.

# CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

#

He'd never seen someone put away so many chicken feet.

Darius sat across from Georgia in his favorite dim sum restaurant. They had passed the day in his studio; talking, fucking. If it was up to him, they'd still be there.

Unfortunately, they had a job to do.

Georgia had outlined her plan while they waited for the food, then left him to ruminate while she polished off every last piece of _fung zao_ on the plate. Darius watched without a word. The blissed-out expression on her face made something tighten in his
of the distance herself. Heat shimmered through her core. She wrapped her hired hand around the balcony railing. The future second, Darius was at her back. A quick adjustment, a flimsy shift of her leg, and... 

 " Holy _ stool _. " 

 One consequence she was empty, the next she was abruptly, gloriously full. He gave her a blink of an eye to adjust, then rocked lightly. Georgia's head dropped back, landed against his chest. A shivery sound spilled from her lip and disappeared into the darkness. Darius slid back, then press into her again. 

 Georgia leaned into the connection. The feel of flesh on human body was a revelation: Darius' arousal mingled with hers, slicking the way for him to sleep together her harder, faster. She'd never gone raw with anyone before. She'd never trusted anyone that a lot. 

 Never love anyone that much. 

 They quickly found their rhythm. Soon Darius stopped moving altogether, simply dug his finger into her hips and let her labor on his cock. His broad head found one very specific, very sensible place deeply inside her. Georgia sped up, guided him over the spot again, again, again. 

 She come with a rush so intense it made her auricle ring. Dimly, she felt Darius' breath turn ragged against her neck. He mumble something into her skin, gasped, grunted. His cock jerked. heating system lashed her deepest places. 

 Georgia turn, brooch the back of head and drag his lips to hers. Tears pricked her eyes for the second time that nox. This time, she didn't try to will them away. 

 Darius deCompostela didn't hate her. 

 For the beginning time in her life, she believed in miracles. 

 # CHAPTER THIRTY - ONE 

 # 

 He'd never seen someone arrange away so many chicken feet. 

 Darius sat across from Georgia in his favorite dim sum restaurant. They had passed the day in his studio apartment; talking, fucking. If it was up to him, they'd still be there. 

 Unfortunately, they get a job to do. 

 Georgia had outlined her plan while they waited for the food, then left him to ruminate while she polish off every last piece of _ fung zao _ on the plate. Darius watched without a word. The blissed - out expression on her face produce something tighten in his
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She came aith a tush si intense it kade her ears ring. Dimly, shw felt Dariuf' breath turn raggeb against hex neck. He mittered something into ker skjn, gasped, ggunted. Hia cock jerked. Heag lssved her deepest places.

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Dawius deCompostgla didn't hate her.

For thv first tmme in her lyfe, she belieegd in miraclev.

# CHAPTEW THURTY-INE

#

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 of the distance herself. Heat sHimmered thRough Her CorE. SHe wrAppeD her hands arounD The bAlcony railing. The next seCond, DArIUs waS At Her baCk. A quicK AdJUStmEnT, a SliGhT ShIft of Her Leg, and...

"HOly _shit_."

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GEorgia LeAneD Into thE connEcTIon. the feel of flEsh oN flesh was A revelATion: DarIUs' arousAl mingLed WitH herS, SlIcKinG tHE waY FoR hiM To fUck her haRdEr, FasteR. She'D NEVEr goNe rAw wiTh anyOne before. She'd NevEr trUSteD anyoNe thaT mucH.

NEver lOved anYone tHaT much.

They quicklY fouNd their rhYthM. SOon daRius sTOpped mOviNg aLtogethEr, simplY Dug HiS FINgErs into her hips and lEt HER gRind on hiS cock. HIS bRoAD head fouNd One Very SPEcifiC, verY SeNsitive pLace deEP iNsIde her. GEoRgia spEd Up, gUidEd him OVer tHe spot Again, agaIn, agaIN.

She came with a rUSh so intense it MAdE HEr EArs rIng. dimly, she felT DarIUs' brEath TUrN raGGed agAinst HeR NeCK. He muttered somethinG iNto her Skin, gAsped, grunted. HIs cock jerkED. hEat lasheD her DEePEst places.

GeorgIa turNed, clasped THe back of Head aNd draggeD his lips tO HErs. Tears PriCkeD heR eyES FoR the second timE THat nIgHt. This tIme, She didn'T trY to WilL thEm Away.

DariuS deCompoStElA dIdN't hAte heR.

for the fiRsT tiMe In hEr lifE, She belIeved In miRaClES.

# CHaPTER THirTy-onE

#

He'D nEvEr seEn sOmEone pUt awAY so Many chiCken feet.

DAriUS sat AcRoSs from GEorgia in his faVoRite dim sum ReStaUrant. THEY had passEd the day in his studio; talkINg, fuckiNg. IF it waS up tO him, they'd StiLl be thEre.

uNfortuNately, They hAd A joB TO do.

GeORGiA haD oUtlined her PLAn wHile tHeY waiTed for tHe food, then left him tO RumInate while she PolIsheD OFf EveRY lASt pIeCE of _FUNg zao_ on the plate. darius watcHeD WiThout a word. tHe bLiSsed-out ExpressIon on HEr face mAde somethIng tighteN iN his
 of the distance herself.Heat shimm eredthr oug hhercore . She wrappedh er h ands around the balcon y rai li n g. T h enextsecond, Da r i uswa sathe r  b ack.A q uick ad justment,a s li ght shift of he r leg, and ... 

"Holy _shi t_. "

One  m ome n t she  wa s emp ty, th e  nextshe was s ud d enly,g lorious l y  f ull.  He gave her a he a rt b eat to adjust,  thenro c ke d gen tly . Georgia' sheadd roppedb ac k , lan d ed against hi s chest. As hiv ery so un d s p illedfromhe r  li ps and disa ppea red intothe da r kness.D arius s lid ba ck,  th en p r es se d i nt o  he r  a gai n .
Georgiale an ed in to t h e c onne cti on.The f eel of fleshonfles h  wa s a r evela tion :Dariu s' aro usalmi ngled with hers , sl icking th e w ay  fo rhim t o  fuckher  ha rder, f aster.S he' dn e v er  gone raw with any on e be fore. Sh e'd ne v er  t r usted an yo nethat m uch.
Nev e rloved an yone t h at  m uch.

T he y quic kl y f oun d the i r rh ythm.Soon Dar ius s t opped moving a l together, sim p ly d ug hisfin gers into h er h i ps a nd l e ther grind  on h is co c k. His broad head f ou nd one  very  specific, ve ry sensiti v e place de ep i n si d e her. Georgia  sped  up, guide d  him ove r the  spot ag ain, agai n ,  again.
Sh e c ame  wi t h  a  rush so inte n s e it  m ade her  ea rs ring . D iml y,she  f elt Dariu s' breat htu rn  r agg ed ag a inst her  n eck .Hemutte r ed som ethin g in to  h e r s kin, ga s pe d ,  gru nt ed . Hi s c oc k jer ked. Hea t lashe d her dee pes t  pla ce s. 

Georg ia turned, cl as ped the ba ck  of  heada n d dragge d his lips to hers. Tea r s prick edher e yesfor the s eco nd tim e t h at nig ht. Th is ti me , s h e  didn ' t  t ryto  will them a way .

Da ri us d eCompos tela didn't hate h e r.
For the firs t t imei n  h erl if e , s he bel i e ved in miracles .

# CHAPT ER TH IRTY-ONE
# 

H e' d never  seen s omeon e  put aw ay so man y chicken  f eet. Dar ius sat ac ross fro m Georgia in hi s  f avori tedim su mres taura nt. Th e y h ad pa ssed t he  day i n his  s tudio; t alking, fucking. If itwas up  to h im,  they'd s til l  be  there.
Unfo rtunately,  th eyhad a  jo b  to d o.
G eo rgi a  hadoutl i ned her p l an  wh i l ethey waited f o r t he fo od, then l efthim to ruminate w h ile she polish ed o f f  ev ery last  p iece of _fungzao _o n  the pla te . Darius wa tched wi th o ut aword.The bl issed-o u t  e x pressi on o n h er face m ade  s o mething  t ig h ten in  his 
 of_the distance_herself. Heat shimmered through_her core._She_wrapped her_hands_around the balcony_railing. The next_second, Darius was at_her back. A_quick_adjustment, a slight shift of her leg, and...

"Holy _shit_."

One moment she was empty, the_next_she was_suddenly,_gloriously_full. He gave her a_heartbeat to adjust, then rocked_gently. Georgia's_head dropped back, landed against his chest. A_shivery_sound spilled from_her lips and disappeared into the darkness. Darius slid_back, then pressed into her again.

Georgia_leaned into the_connection._The_feel of flesh on_flesh was a revelation: Darius' arousal_mingled with hers, slicking the way_for him to fuck her harder, faster._She'd never gone raw with anyone_before. She'd never trusted anyone_that much.

Never_loved anyone that much.

They quickly_found their rhythm._Soon Darius_stopped moving altogether,_simply dug his fingers into her_hips and let_her grind on his cock. His_broad_head found one_very_specific,_very sensitive_place deep inside_her._Georgia sped_up,_guided him over the spot again,_again,_again.

She came with a rush so intense_it made her ears_ring._Dimly, she felt Darius'_breath turn ragged against her_neck. He muttered something into her_skin, gasped,_grunted. His_cock jerked. Heat lashed her deepest places.

Georgia turned, clasped the back_of head and dragged his lips_to hers. Tears pricked_her eyes_for_the second time_that_night. This_time, she didn't try to will them_away.

Darius deCompostela_didn't hate her.

For the first time_in her life, she_believed_in miracles.

# CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

#

He'd never seen_someone put away so many chicken_feet.

Darius sat across from Georgia_in_his_favorite dim sum restaurant. They_had passed the day in his_studio; talking, fucking._If it was up to him, they'd_still_be there.

Unfortunately, they had a job_to_do.

Georgia had outlined her plan while_they_waited_for the food, then left_him to ruminate while she polished_off every last piece of _fung zao_ on the_plate. Darius watched_without a word. The blissed-out_expression_on_her face made something tighten in his