Nolan, Christian and Mia are next to her car and we ignore them all. Both Nolan and Mia know what’s going on and they don’t say a word. Christian just looks confused and lost until Mia whispers in his ear. Christian’s eyebrows shoot up as he turns to Mia, speechless. She nods her head at me, giving me a wink.
“We’ll stay here.” Mia smirks.
I nod once and carry Izzy off at a fast pace as her lips are assaulting my neck, her legs squeezing my waist. I find a quiet spot in the woods far away from anyone. I slide her down my body, seductively nipping her neck. I hate to do this here, but with the wild, lust filled look in her eyes, there is no way she is going to wait the whole night.
This is going to be rough, loud, and fast. She has my shirt off and my jeans undone before I even realize what she’s doing. I unzip her racing jumper, pulling down on the arms of it, trapping her hands at her sides.
She lets out a whimper as I kiss her hard, our teeth scraping against each other. Our mouths fused together. I have her jumper still trapping her hands to her sides. She rubs her body against mine, the noises she is making in the back of her throat, and the assault she resumes on my neck with her teeth, snaps my control and I yank her racing suit off.
I yank her tank top up over her head and her jeans down along with her panties and boots. I take in her naked body and bring my lips to her breasts, squeezing, sucking, and biting.
Marking her as mine, she whimpers as I lick my way down her stomach to the spot I need to taste the most. I nip and bite at her clit as her body withers under my hands. She reaches her peak quickly and lets out a loud groan, making my body hot with need.
“Xavier. Oh shit." Izzy screams, tugging on my hair.
She’s coming apart on my tongue as I push it in and out of her opening, licking, and sucking up all she is giving me. I drag my body back up hers, undoing my jeans the rest of the way and pushing them down my legs along with my boxers. My hard cock straining for attention against her heated skin. Izzy opens her eyes and licks her lips greedily. She pushes me on my back and before I know it, she slams her mouth onto my throbbing cock.
“Holy shit." I groan. I wrap my hands around her hair, pushing my hips back and forth, driving my dick deeper into her throat.
My eyes roll into the back of my head as her hot mouth sucks and licks down my shaft. My balls are starting to tingle, white hot tremors are shooting through my body. I pull her mouth from my cock dragging her up my body, wanting to fuck her pussy not her mouth.
“I need to feel you.” I pant against her mouth.
Izzy straddles me and lines her soaking wet pussy up to my cock, making me shudder. Her slick pussy teases me for a minute before driving down onto me. My eyes roll in my head as her heat wraps around me.
“Fuck. You’re so wet and tight." I grunt out.
My hands squeeze Izzy’s ass as she rocks back and forth. She sits up and I drive in deeper, her legs spread out around my waist. She grabs her tits and throws her head back, still rocking into me.
I meet Izzy’s hips with each thrust and watch her squeeze her tits. I sit up bringing her with me as she locks her legs behind me. We’re chest to chest, breath to breath, as moans of pleasure leave her throat. I lean up and suck on the nipple she is playing with.
Her fingers are squeezing it into my mouth and I catch one of her fingers, sucking it along with her nipple. Her pussy is contracting around my cock, sliding up and down in hurried motions.
Izzy throws her head back and moves faster. Groans and moans leave both of us and I drive into her harder and faster. Her pussy is hot and wet, tightening around my cock as I slam up into her again and again.
“Oh God. Xavier." She screams, her nails digging into my back.
“Fuck B. I’m coming.” I pant into her mouth. “Come with me now." I slam up into her again, sucking her neck and she screams out finding her release, my name ripping from her throat. My lips find hers and I kiss her hard. White, hot, heat grips my balls and I explode inside of her, her pussy squeezes my cock tightly. We slow our frenzy motions as I catch my breath.
I lay on my back on the grass and Izzy follows, laying on my chest. After a few minutes, our breathing returns to normal. She lifts her head and smiles at me, taking my breath away.
“Holy shit, X. I had no idea racing would do that to me.” she breaths heavily.
“I didn’t either. I had a feeling when you winked at me, we wouldn’t be at the car for very long. Plus, you’ve been teasing me since you got here didn’t help.” I answer, still trying to catch my breath.
Izzy looks at me, her green eyes shining with love. “What time do you have to qualify and how much time will we have between your qualifying and my feature."
I let out a groan, this woman is going to kill me. “I have to be on the track in a half hour and you will be in line right after I’m done qualifying to race in your feature. I’ll be back to watch you from our spot as soon as I park my car. The four cylinders aren’t racing tonight, since they raced last weekend."
I kiss her and sit up with her legs still wrapped around my waist. “We need to get going, before I don’t make it to my race.” I say against Izzy’s lips.
When she stands up, the heat from her body leaves mine, making me shudder. We put our clothes back on and hurry back to our trailer. I reach it just in time to throw my blue racing jumper and helmet on. Nolan approaches me before I get into my car.
“You good?" He asks.
“Yeah, just stay close to her and don’t let her out of your sight,” I answer.
“You got it bro."
Izzy approaches me and runs her hands down my jumper making my dick stand to attention again.
“See you on the other side.” She says, giving me a quick kiss. She walks over to stand next to Nolan.
He nods his head at me and I climb into my race car. I fire it up and feel the rumble under my hands, and my body comes to life as I drop it into gear. The eight hundred plus horsepower under the hood barks in response, as I gas it onto the track. I take turn three and four gracefully as the flagger drops the green flag and the light on turn one turns green.
I gun my machine when I reach the straightaway between turns four and one, downshifting smoothly as I drift around turns one and two. The tires squealing under protest as I straighten the wheel out of the turn.
I spot Izzy standing in our spot and give her a little wave as I drive past. I bring my car to top speed, shifting gracefully as I reach turn three and four. I shoot past the other driver on the straight away, adrenaline thrumming through my veins. I drift around turns one and two again in record time and reach turns three and four.
The flagger drops the white flag, indicating the last lap. As I drift around turns one and two again, my heart is beating fast as I kick up dust behind my tires. I reach turn three and four as the flagger drops the checkered flag and waves it at me.
I slow down and turn into the winner’s circle in the middle of the track. The crowd is cheering as I get out of my car, pose for a picture, and drive off. Just as I reach the exit to head into the pits from the straight away, I spot Izzy driving into the track in the pole position.
Chapter 18
Xavier
The sun has set, creating darkness all around me. The flood lights to the track are on, lighting up the cars racing around it. I park my car and run back up to our spot near turn two. I just reach it and remove my helmet as Izzy drives by doing a warm up lap. She winks and gives me a wave.
I stand next to Nolan, my body tense with anticipation. Mia and Christian are on the other side of him. Christian has his arms around Mia’s waist, holding her close to him and I suddenly miss Izzy’s warm body against mine. The Late Model cars line up, on turn two and I watch each driver as they go by.
One driver keeps riding on her ass and I feel my temper starting to boil. Nolan sees it too and puts a calm hand on my shoulder.
“She knows what she is doing. Let her take care of him out there.” Nolan says, poi
nting to the track.
I nod my head and commit the assholes number in my memory. I’ll be paying him a visit after the race if he doesn’t back off my girl. I cross my arms over my chest and glare at him when they drive by again. He flips me off and it takes both Nolan and Christian to hold me back. I take a deep breath as the flagger drops the green flag. Izzy guns it, pulling away from the pack, but the asshole is still riding on her ass, bumping her intentionally.
She cuts him off and takes the inside of turn one and two holding on. He bumps her on the straight away, but she keeps the car under control, shifting smoothly.
Rage is flooding my veins as I watch the race, Izzy is still battling with the asshole behind her. There were a few moments where he tried to push her into the corner but she pulled out smoothly every time, keeping her lead. As the white flag drops, the track’s filled with dust, the smell of performance fuel in the air as they race around for the final lap.
The dickwad tries to shove her off in turn three and Izzy cuts him off again, sending him to the side, spinning out. The flagger drops the checkered flag and she takes the win. The crowd goes wild as the other drivers pass the asshole. He pulls his car back onto the track and crosses the finish line.
I run out to Izzy as she pulls into the winner's circle, my adrenaline flowing as I rip the cloth across her window down and help her out of the car. She takes her helmet off with shaky hands and takes a deep breath.
“Holy shit!" She exclaims, her smile lighting up the whole place.
I kiss her hard and she moans into my mouth. “God that was good,” I say when I break our kiss.
The driver fucking with her all night drives by and flips us off. I nod to Nolan and he nods back, following the car into the pits.
Mia and Christian are behind us. Mia’s jumping up and down in excitement. She launches herself at Izzy. Both girls are jumping up and down, hanging onto each other.
“Izzy. That was some awesome driving." Mia screams in her ear.
“Thanks Mia." Izzy shouts back.
The announcer, a short bald man with a deep voice, makes his way over to us, microphone in hand.
“Miss Jones, what a heck of a race. I thought you were going to lose it there for a minute, but you held on. Is there anything you would like to say to the crowd?" He asks, thrusting the microphone into her face.
Izzy stares at him blankly as the crowd quiets down to hear what she has to say. She clears her throat and looks at me, her green eyes are full of fright. I walk up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist, her body tense under my hands. I place a gentle kiss on the side of her neck and feel her relax against me.
“It’s OK, B, I’m right here with you.” I whisper in her ear. She takes a deep breath, calming her racing heart and speaks.
“Thanks. It’s the first time in over five years that I have been on a dirt track racing. Sometimes tempers flare, making people do stupid things, but I took the win tonight." She takes another deep breath. “I would like to thank Xavier for giving me the encouragement to get back out here. I would also like to thank Mia for her support, you guys for letting me come back and the most important, I want to thank my dad." Izzy’s voice catches and she clears her throat. “He taught me to never give up and to keep fighting. He isn’t here with us right now, but I know he would be proud of the way I handled myself out there. Lastly, I want to thank the fans out there in the crowd for cheering me on through this race. If it wasn’t for all of you, I wouldn’t have taken this win. So, thank you everyone."
The crowd cheers when she finishes her speech. The announcer continues to talk over the crowd whistles. “There you have it race fans. Izabella Jones, for the first time in five years, comes back and shows these boys that she still has it, that she is back. Let’s give her another round of applause!"
The crowd grows wild, stomping on the bleachers, whistling, and cheering. Izzy poses for a few pictures with her trophy and her car. She grabs my hand and pulls me in for another one. I have my arms wrapped around her waist and smile for the camera, feeling so proud to be a part of this with her.
When the photographer’s done, Mia takes her trophy. “I’ll see you at the trailer,” Mia says, pulling Christian with her.
Izzy nods her head and climbs into her car. I jump in the passenger side and she leans over, giving me a kiss. It’s short and sweet, but I don’t care. If her lips are on mine, I’m a happy man.
“When do you race?" She asks me, a hint of lust in her eyes again.
“I go on after the mini sprint cars. They’re lining up right now, so let’s take a victory lap before they come out.” I answer her.
She nods her head and she can’t contain her smile. She starts her car and drives around the back of the winner’s circle to make a victory lap. The crowd starts cheering again as she makes her way around the track, waving to everyone out there.
Izzy just made a statement tonight. She showed everyone out here that she is here to stay. Good or bad, she will fight for what she wants and what she believes in. She wants to race, and she believes in being with me. I’m great with that because I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Chapter 19
Nolan
I watch with rage flooding my veins, as the asshole from the track make his way into the pits. I follow him discreetly, staying in the shadows. My demon wants to play, but I keep him caged up, as I approach where the fucker’s parked. I can't afford to make a scene right now, I must stay in control. He climbs out the window, ripping his helmet off.
“Mother fucking bitch!" He screams.
His brown hair’s messy from his helmet. His racing suit is huge on his skinny frame. He throws his helmet against the side of his car still cursing. I stay hidden in the shadows, watching and listening. I’m so pissed, my hands are shaking. I’m ready to jump out of the shadows and beat the shit out of this asshole, but my training is taking over, and I stay where I am.
I watch as a woman walks up to him. She has shoulder length brown hair, tight shorts, and a tight blue tank top on. Her back is to me and I can’t see her face. She runs her fingernails down his racing suit.
“Calm down, Craig,” she soothes him. Her voice sounds familiar to me, but I can't place it. Craig stops beating his helmet against the side of his car and turns to her, a look of lust in his eyes.
“Marie, I won’t fucking calm down, I need these wins. That bitch shouldn’t be out there. I thought I made that clear the other night."
My blood is boiling now to the point where my ears are ringing, listening to their conversation. I’m still hiding behind Craig’s race car, the lights from the track casting shadows across their faces.
“Listen up Craig.” Marie says. “You need to keep your cool, if you lose it now, you’ll ruin everything. She’s got a cop friend, so we have to tread carefully. You can’t afford to ruin this. I want Xavier and you want Izzy. If we don’t do this the right way, you won’t get your debt wiped away with daddy. Now stop thinking about that bitch and think about me.”
I shift slightly trying to get a better look at them, when my foot steps on a twig. The crack is loud in my ears and Marie's head whips in my direction. Her eyes narrow. Putting a hand up to Craig's mouth she shushes him with her finger. He is still raving mad and didn't hear me back here, but she sure in the fuck did.
I readjust my position, making sure to not catch her attention, when the lights from the pits shows me her face. I inhale a deep breath praying I’m not right. When her face comes into the light more, my stomach drops with the weight of this new information.
“Holy fucking shit.” I whisper.
Craig pulls Marie’s attention back to him and drags her against his body, harshly. “You’re right. Tempers flare out there and there is only two ways to do deal with it.” Craig starts sucking on Marie’s neck.
Disgusted at the sight, I turn and quietly walk away. Blending back into the shadows where I know I can unleash my demon for a minute. He’s beating against my chest, begging
to come out. Once I have it under control, my head clears. I need to let Xavier know about this, but not yet.
Izzy and Xavier just found each other again and with Marie back, the one woman who ruined it all for them five years ago, it’s not going to end up good for them. I’ll keep this revelation to myself for now.
I could tell Christian, but I don’t know if I can trust him yet. Xavier might not remember much about that night five years ago, but I sure in the fuck do, and her back here isn’t going to be good.
As I walk back to Xavier’s trailer, I pull out my phone and text him. I tell him I have this all under control and to stay with Izzy. He won’t let her out of his sight anyways.
Those two make me want a relationship like that, but I can’t seem to find anyone worth it yet. I’ll keep on my carefree facade, but deep down I know I want what they have. I've always wanted that, but my fucked-up childhood won't let me.
For now, I'll go through the motions of being single until the right woman can handle my demon battling inside of me.
Chapter 20
Izzy
I take my victory lap, waving at the crowd as I go by. My adrenaline is still high as I drive back to the trailer. Xavier climbs out of the passenger side and knocks his knuckles on my hood.
I take in his body as he stands in front of my car. He’s the only man I know who can make his blue jumper look sexy. It defines his bulging muscles underneath. His jet-black hair is messy from our earlier quickie and his blue eyes are watching me, hooded with desire.
I lick my lips as he approaches my side, his eyes drop to my chest, and a shot of want tingles between my legs. It never fails to amaze me what kind of pull this man has on my body. He looks at me like I’m the most precious living thing out there and it turns me on like crazy. He leans into my window.
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