Izzy let's out a little whimper from the back of her throat and my jeans instantly get tighter, my hips seeking her warm wet heat. She pulls away breathing hard just as Nolan walks into the living room. He sits in Austin's chair with his cup of coffee, oblivious to the heat and sexual frustration we both are radiating.
Izzy curls against my side and lets out a yawn. She looks up at me with tired green eyes.
“If I fall asleep, just push me off,” she mumbles. I let out a deep laugh.
“Yeah, that won't happen. You can sleep on me all day long."
Nolan turns to us in the chair, one of his long legs dangling from the side. “How is your dad, Izzy?” He asks seriously.
This part of him doesn’t show up very often, but I’m thankful for it right now. Izzy tenses at the question and I wrap my arms around her, comforting her. She relaxes against me and snuggles in deep to my chest. She looks at me again with tired green eyes, a yawn escaping her lips.
“You can tell him X, tell him everything.” Exhaustion takes her over and she falls asleep almost instantly, her breath evening out. I look at Nolan trying to convey the seriousness of the situation.
“The cops think someone sabotaged Austin’s car. I talked to Officer Iverson last night at the track before I went and picked Izzy up from the airport. He said that Austin’s car was tampered with, but that is all he would say. I’m telling you this because I trust you with my life and I’m trusting you with Izzy’s too. It’s better to have more eyes on us and I know you will protect her." Nolan’s brown eyes grow wide at my confession.
“Wow. That’s unbelievable. Who would want to hurt Austin? He is a great guy and is always looking out for everyone.” He shakes head in disbelief.
I nod my head in agreement. “I know. I’ve been trying to think who at the track has been acting weird, but no one comes to mind right away. There are some new drivers, but none of them seem off. I haven’t talked to a lot of them."
Nolan takes a drink of his coffee, thinking about what I told him. “I can ask around, keep alert. I’m going over there today anyways.”
“What happened after I left?” I ask.
“They shut the fucking track down. I’ve never seen them do that. After they got Austin out of his car, something set them off and they told everyone to park their cars and not fucking move. They questioned each of us, asking if we knew Austin, how we knew him, when was the last time we spoke to him. When we were done, they escorted us out of the track and told us to come back today and get our cars and trailers. Now I know why. Damn it.” He says, anger radiating from his body. He finally sees how serious this is.
“We’re going to go over to the track today after we visit with Austin. This morning they moved him to ICU and he’s in a coma. That was the hardest thing I ever had to see. The man I looked up to my whole life, looking so helpless lying in that bed.”
“I’ll tell you what, why don’t you take her upstairs and both of you get some sleep. I’ll stay down here and keep an eye on things in case whoever did this tries to come here. You look exhausted and if I know you, you won’t sleep if you don’t feel she is safe.” Relief floods my body at Nolan wanting to help.
“Thanks bro. Now I won’t have to kill you for what you did earlier.” I joke.
Nolan lets out a deep laugh as I carefully remove Izzy from my side and stand up to stretch. I pick her up and cradle her to my chest. She snuggles against me, still asleep.
“Hey Xavier.” A serious tone in Nolan’s voice makes me turn towards him.
“Yeah?"
He hesitates for a second before continuing. “I’m glad she is home. I can see it in your eyes that you are too.”
I look down at Izzy sleeping against my chest before I answer. “Yeah, I am. I’m not going to fuck this up again."
“I know, and I’ll kick your ass this time if you start having doubts. Take care of her heart fucker, you both need each other." Nolan knows what I went through after Izzy left. He was the only one besides Mia that stuck out my temper and rage, my sadness and loss. He stayed by my side, keeping me from the dark, helped me stay focused on racing.
Now he’s willing to put himself at risk to keep us safe. He might be a smart ass, but he’s also someone who is loyal and will protect those he cares about. He’s never opened up about his past, but I’ve come to accept that’s who he is. I appreciate his protection and loyalty now more, than ever before.
I turn and carry Izzy up the stairs into her room. I kick her door closed, knowing we’re safe right now with Nolan downstairs. I gently lay her down on her bed, remove my jeans and t-shirt so I’m just in my boxers and lay down next to her. As soon as I lay on my back, she moves towards me, seeking me out. She’s still asleep as she rests her head on my shoulder, using it for a pillow. Her arm is across my chest and she throws her leg over my waist. I stifle a groan at having her body wrapped around me tightly.
I stare up at the ceiling and notice she has little quotes up there. I can’t make them out as my eyes grow heavy, exhaustion settling in. I fall asleep holding onto the love of my life tightly. I’m never letting her go.
Chapter 9
Xavier
The warmth from the sun streaming into the open curtains awakens me from a deep sleep. There’s a warm body wrapped around me, pressing against mine. My mind is groggy and disconnected. When it finally clears who’s around me, my dick stands at attention.
Izzy’s white tank top has risen in her sleep and I catch a glimpse of her bare stomach. I run my free hand down her side, caressing her skin. She shudders under my hand and slowly opens her green eyes, stretching against my side.
“Hey.” Her voice husky turns me on even more.
“Hey, back. How did you sleep?" I ask.
“Really good. I haven’t slept that soundly in five years." My heart hurts and soars at her confession, knowing I’m the reason.
“Me either. I haven’t slept that well in the last five years. Every time I closed my eyes, I would see the hurt on your face and it broke me knowing I put that there. B, I’m so sorry for what I did. You don’t know how sorry I am. I was young and dumb, and I will never make that mistake again."
Izzy rests her hand on my lips stopping me from saying anymore, her perfect tits pressing into my chest. I stifle a groan.
“I know Xavier.” She says with a smile and puts her head back on my chest.
My heart beats loudly in my ears at her using my full name. She has only said it a handful of times and most of them were while she was coming around my cock or in my mouth. My dick stirs at the memories and she moves her leg, brushing against it. I let out a low groan at the contact.
“Well, I know what’s on your mind." Her green eyes hooded with desire.
“Trust me. All I have to do is think of this body.” I say, running my fingers up and down her spine. “These green eyes.” Goosebumps spread across her skin. I cup her breasts. “These perfect tits, and he’s ready to go.”
She lets out a little giggle at my confession, leaning into me further. “I’m not ready for that yet but you can kiss me again.” I grin and lean up to meet her soft, perfect lips. As our lips connect, a shot of want roars through my body. I grip the back of Izzy’s head and she lets out a soft whimper, opening her mouth to allow me access. Her flavor explodes on my tongue as I deepen our kiss. Her hips start moving, seeking relief. I shift so she’s straddling me, her hot pussy grinding against my swelling cock. I buck my hips up into, not breaking the kiss and she lets out a groan from the back of her throat.
Needing to taste her skin, I finally break the soul shattering kiss and work my way down her throat. She’s panting with desire. I flip us over in one quick movement, settling between her open legs. I kiss my way down her delicious body until I reach the waist band of her jeans. Her body’s withering under my lips and tongue. I sit up and pull her with me. I remove her shirt, baring her full breast and lick my lips. My heart is beating in my chest and my breathing is erratic, staring at t
he beautiful woman.
“I know you’re not ready, but I still need to taste you.” My voice full of desire. She hesitates for a second, then nods her head. Her green eyes are staring into my blue ones. I lay her back down and kiss each breast, ravishing each until her nipples are hard.
She runs her hands through my hair, tugging me closer to her body. A satisfied groan escapes my lips. I make my way down to her flat, toned stomach. Her body bows up toward me as her smooth, sun kissed skin meets my hot breath. I reach the top of her jeans and glance up. Izzy gives me a small nod and I unbutton her jeans. I slide them down her legs, caressing each one with my tongue and lips. My body is burning with desire, but this is for her not me. I inhale a deep breath and I kiss my way up to her panties, trying to control my desire. I stare at her for a moment, burning the image into my mind. Izzy’s eyes are full of love, compassion and hooded with desire. Her long, dark lashes, resting against her tan skin.
I bring my mouth to her lace panties and kiss her clit through the material. A groan rumbles from her lips and she grabs my hair again. I snake my tongue out, licking her. My hot breath against her clit, making her squirm.
“Oh God Xavier.” she moans.
My one hand makes its way up to her breast and squeezes. Her breathing picks up as I move her panties to the side with my other hand, allowing me access to her heat.
Her smooth mound has a small strip of hair, leading to the place I want to stay forever as a rumble explodes from my chest. Her intoxicating scent invades my senses as I lick her clit.
Izzy’s hips are moving to the rhythm of my tongue, seeking relief. I rip her panties away and bring my mouth back to her clit. Excitement vibrates through my body as she responds to my touch. She spreads her legs wider for me, giving me access. I run my tongue up and down her, tasting her. I push my tongue into her opening and she lets out another moan.
I pull my tongue out after a few strokes and replace it with a finger. Her walls are tight, and I move it in and out, harder, and faster as my tongue plays with her clit again, lapping up her juices. Izzy’s fingers thread through my hair, pulling me against her as she fucks my mouth. My body’s on fire, I’m going to come in my boxers, like a horny teenager.
“Oh shit. I’m going to come, Xavier. Don’t stop." Izzy moans. I insert another finger, stretching her. I continue to pump them in and out, harder, and faster. Her walls tighten around me.
“That’s it B, let it go." My deep voice rumbling against her clit as she explodes around my fingers. I lap up her juices as my name trembles from her lips. I watch her face as pure ecstasy crosses it. Izzy shudders against me as I make my way up her body. Her breathing is harsh, and her eyes are closed. She opens her eyes and stares into mine. The smile on her face takes my breath away as she is coming back down.
“Wow,” Izzy says.
I kiss her gently once I reach her lips, her flavor still on mine. She kisses me back as I grind my still hard cock into her center, teasing her. I lift myself before I lose control, moving behind her. I hold her to me, both of us trying to get our breathing under control. She snuggles into my side, running her fingers up and down the tattoo across my heart.
“Tu Semper In Corde Meo.” Izzy says aloud. “What does that mean?” She asks, gazing into my eyes.
“It’s Latin for ‘You Will Always Have My Heart.’ I got it right after you left." I confess. Izzy’s eyes fill with tears.
“Hey, don’t cry. I’m the one who fucked up. Not you. You were perfect for me. I don’t know what was going through my mind. You are still perfect for me. I wish I could go back in time and kick my own ass. I’ve regretted that night ever since." I study her green eyes and I know without a doubt, she needs to know the whole truth.
“I never told anyone this, but I honestly have no memory of it. I know how I used to be, so I really thought I did sleep with her. I quit drinking the day you left. I focused on my race car, on my driving. When I lost you, I shut everyone out and every advance I received. No one would come near me after a while and left me to do my own thing."
Izzy gets up from her bed, not saying a word. Her naked body walks across her room to her dresser. She puts on a new pair of black panties, green running shorts and a white tank top. She makes her way back over to me, conflict crosses her features. She wants to believe me, but I can tell she’s having a tough time.
“I thought you would still be with her. It hurt my heart to think of you with anyone else, but I had to leave.” She says quietly, tracing the tattoo with her fingers. “She came here the next day. Did you know that? It’s what made my decision to leave right away." Her voice broke at the last part. I sit up, bringing her with me so we were face to face.
“What do you mean she came here?" I ask. Izzy won’t meet my eyes.
“Izabella Iris Jones,” I say sternly, getting her attention. Her eyes snapped to mine at the use of her full name. “What do you mean?” I ask gently.
Anger is radiating through my body at her confession, but I’m trying to keep it out of my voice. I not angry at her, I’m angry at myself for not seeing this sooner. She let out a soft sigh, resting her hands on my chest.
“She came here the next day. I was out in the pole barn with Mia working on my car. I was giving it a tune up when a shadow crossed the doorway."
Izzy’s eyes are distant, she’s reliving that day. “Mia was sitting on the workbench like normal and spotted her first. The radio was up loud, so I didn’t hear anyone approach. Mia turned the radio down and that got my attention. I picked my head up from under the hood of my car and saw her standing in the doorway.” The anger in her voice is understandable. “She looked just as slutty that day as she did the night before. She had a smirk on her blood red lips, and Mia flew off the bench. She got right in her face and started pushing her out the door. She pushed Mia back, Mia fell, and I lost it. No one touches my best friend and walks away. I ran over to her and I hit her in her smirking face as hard as I could, watching her crumble to the ground. I felt so much better after I knocked her ass out. After a few minutes she got up, blood was dripping from her nose. She told me that you two have been together for the past three months and I was just a fling for you. I meant nothing to you and she will always be in the picture. She also told me that you were the best thing she ever had." Izzy looks away, releasing a ragged breath. There is something she isn’t telling me, but if I push her too hard she will shut me out again. She takes a deep breath and turns back seeing my shocked face. Her eyes widen in understanding. “You really don’t remember anything about that night?"
“No, not a thing. When you found me, what was I doing? The only memory I have of that night is the crushed look on your face and tears in your eyes. That is the only thing I remember. I swear to you, I don’t remember even touching that girl. I remember that day, leaving here. I started to panic, thinking I wasn’t good enough for you and going to the track. I started drinking whiskey and before I knew it the whole bottle was gone. After that it’s all blank." I don’t want to remember anything from that night. I push Izzy’s hair out of her face as she talks.
“Then why would she come to me the next day? When I found you, you were barely standing. Your hair was disheveled, and your clothes messy, like you were getting dressed fast. She came up behind you adjusting her clothes. She looked right at me and gave me a smirk. The same look I would get from all the other track bunnies, when you would show me attention and they wanted it." Izzy takes a deep breath, her eyes are distant, reliving that horrible night that changed our lives forever.
I swallow hard as realization slams into me. My stomach is turning. “God. I’m such a fucking idiot.” I grumble. The sparkle in Izzy’s green eyes takes my breath away when I glance at her.
“No. I’m the idiot. I should have seen through her. I should have known you would never cheat on me. I was so happy, finally being with you, I thought there was a catch, something bad was going to happen because something really good was happening. When I saw her follow
you out of the woods, I assumed the worst. All these years wasted because we were too stubborn to talk to each other." I pull her against me and kiss the shit out of her.
“B, I love you. I always have and always will." I say when I pull away to catch my breath.
“I love you too, X. Always have and always will." She responds.
I rest my forehead against hers, my heart soaring with happiness. “Next time you have any doubts, please talk to me. Don’t leave me again. I can’t go through that another time. You’re it for me. You have always been the only one."
She shivers at my confession, her green eyes are bright, and she looks relieved.
“Can I confess something to you without you thinking I’m creepy?" I ask her.
“You can tell me anything, X. I already know you’re a creep,” she smirks at me.
I can’t keep my hands off her, so I lean in again and kiss her. I don’t know how she is going to react to what I am going to tell her.
“The night at the track when you hit Lisa, do you remember that?" She nods her head, confusion on her face. I take a deep breath, my hands are sweaty, my heart’s beating hard in my chest. I’ve never been this nervous about anything. “Well a couple of weeks before, when I was with her, I yelled your name." My face is turning red. “After that I swore off all women and only had my sights on you. I couldn’t keep denying myself and numbing the pain from not having you as mine anymore."
Izzy’s green eyes go wide. “Oh. My. God." She covers her mouth, trying to stifle her laugh. “That’s why she was hell bent on pissing me off!" She laughs louder and its music to my ears.
After she calms down, she looks at me, her green eyes sparkling, and I know I’m never going to live this one down.
“Well, creeper.” she giggles, teasing me. “What are we going to do about this?"
“Izzy,” I warn.
“Xavier,” she warns back.
“Shut up and kiss me,” I demand.
The look on her face is serious as she gazes into my eyes. I pull her closer to me, so there is no space between her body and mine. I run my hands up and down her back, caressing her soft skin. She leans into me and kisses me hard, her mouth open allowing me access. There’s a loud knock on her bedroom door, making us jump.
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