Racing Dirty, L.A.

by J. Lynn Lombard

  “Are you all right?” I ask her.

  “Yeah, just a little sore. I used muscles I haven’t used in a while. I’ll be OK once I get moving.”

  We walk in silence down the dark tunnel back the way we came. Rush is waiting for us at the stairs when we finally emerge. He looks at Ashley leaning against me and concern crosses his features.

  “Ash, are you OK?” Rush asks coming over to us. She nods her head.

  “Yeah, just a little sore. Running from bad guys will do that to you. I’ll be fine in a little while.” Ashley answers, brushing him off.

  “Not much longer and you’ll be home and can relax a little.” Rush responds.

  I notice the concern in his eyes. The way he is helping her tugs at my heart a little. It reminds me of the way an older brother would take care of his little sister when she’s hurt. Our eyes connect, and he offers me a slight nod. I never had a little sister to look after and I can see the bond they have.

  “Thanks, Rush. I didn’t want to drag either of you into this mess. I’m going to torture and murder the little fucker once I get my hands on him." Her brown eyes are narrowed with hatred as we make our way up the stairs slowly. Once we reach the top, Rush goes ahead of us and removes the board, blocking us from the street. I can hear horns blaring and people walking and talking. He ducks out of the stairwell and pops his head back in.

  “The coast is clear but stay in here until I bring the car around. I want to keep you undercover the best we can.”

  Ashley nods her head and we wait by the entrance. We’re standing in a good spot to see Rush pull up, but no one can see us here in the shadows. Ashley turns her body towards me as we wait. She snuggles up close, her body flush against mine, her arms around my waist. Breathing her in, I relax a little into her hold.

  “Ashley,” I whisper against her hair.

  That’s all I get out before her lips are on mine kissing me with so much passion, I can’t catch my breath. Her flavor explodes in my mouth and I pull her closer. My cock is growing hard again as she deepens our kiss, straining to get out and seek the warmth she is offering. A growl forms in the back of my throat and she swallows it up. There’s so much I want to do to her right now, I can’t stand it any longer. I sweep my hands down her hips and grab her ass. I lift her up, so her legs wrap around my waist, her center is right against my pulsing dick. Pushing her up against the wall, I become lost in her smell, her taste.

  I trail my lips down the left side of her face as she whimpers. I nip at her neck and her nails dig into my shoulders. I squeeze one of her breasts and Ashley lets out a moan of approval. I crave nothing more than to bury myself deep inside of her. She’s grinding against me, moans and whimpers escaping her lips as I lick and suck on the side of her neck. I lean back slightly and find the waistband of her yoga pants.

  Yoga pants have become my second favorite thing for Ashley to wear. The first is the sundress she wore back home. Reaching inside, underneath her panties, her wetness coats my fingers as I caress her pussy. I strum her clit with my thumb and she whimpers softly into my mouth. Knowing we could be caught at any time turns me on even more as I plunge two fingers into her wet folds.

  “Oh, shit,” Ashley groans.

  I continue pumping my fingers in and out of her, my thumb rubbing her clit, her wet heat clamps down around my digits. Her intoxicating smell invades my senses as she grinds against my hand searching for her release.

  “That’s it, let it go. Come for me.” I whisper harshly into her ear.

  Ashley’s breathing picks up and her hips are moving faster against my hand. I kiss her again as she moans into my mouth. Her body tightens and a shudder rip through her as my name leaves her lips in a half moan, half whimper. I slow my fingers down as she comes back, sated, and relaxed. I withdraw my fingers from her heat and set her back on her feet. She leans into me, breathing hard.

  “I’ve missed this,” I whisper into her ear. My heart is pounding hard against my chest, my breathing just as erratic as hers.

  “Me too, I shouldn’t have pushed you out.” Guilt crosses her face and I soothe her the best I can.

  “It’s OK Ash, just don’t do it again. I’m here for you.” I tell her, looking into her brown eyes.

  I hear Rush’s car pull up outside the entrance and I help Ashley out of the tunnel and move her as quick as she can go, into the car. Rush drives off as soon as we're in the backseat. I don’t know where we are going or what’s coming at us, but as long as Ashley doesn’t shut me out, we can face anything together.

  Chapter 16

  Ashley

  We arrive at one of my houses on the beach a little while later. Fatigue is kicking in, but I know there won’t be sleep any time soon. Quickshift, Noah, Hotflash and Redline’s cars are in my driveway. I can see them in the living room and dining room through the glass windows encasing my home. Nolan has been caressing my hair the whole way, reassuring me that he’s here and not my imagination. I was shocked as hell when he woke me up in the bunker. Those beautiful brown eyes, watching me. I was ashamed of the events in my life, and I didn’t want to drag him into this mess but once I saw him; I knew I made the right decision.

  Rush pulls into my long driveway, up next to the white garage and shuts his car off. He’s watching me in the rearview mirror before he twists around in his seat. His face is tense, and his body is on high alert.

  “Are you ready?” Rush asks me gently.

  “Yeah, let’s get this over with then I can get some rest,” I respond.

  Nolan looks between the two of us. I’m so glad he’s here and I really hope he likes the rest of my family. They’re good people and don’t deserve this shit storm we’re about to enter. I need to explain a few things to Nolan before we go in.

  “Can we have a minute?” I ask Rush.

  “Sure, I’ll be waiting around the corner.” Rush answers. He gets out of his car and walks around the corner of my house. I can see him pacing back and forth, alert, and aware of our surrounds. I relax a little into Nolan’s chest.

  “What’s going on?” Nolan asks.

  “These people in here are my family,” I gesture towards the house. “They’ve been here by my side since the beginning. Please go easy on them. There will be a lot of high emotions when they see me. Hotflash, she lives up to her name. She will spew a bunch of mixed Spanish and English words. Half the time I can’t understand what she says. Noah, he's like my little brother, he’s still young and understands a lot of my world, but I try to keep him sheltered from the dangers of it. That’s going to change today. Redline, is a loose cannon. He hated me when he first met me, but when I kicked his ass in a race, he respected me for it. He has his own issues to deal with. His temper can be just as bad as Hotflash but when he’s quiet is when he’s worried. Quickshift is calm and conservative. He’s one that looks out for everyone. The voice of reason.”

  “Got it. I have just a few questions before we go in though,” Nolan says.

  I turn my face up to him to look him in the eyes. “What?” I ask.

  “How bad is this whole thing? I want the honest truth. I have a feeling you’re going to sugarcoat this for them, but I want the raw, undiluted truth. I want to know exactly what happened. I’m sure Rush does too.”

  “It’s bad. I didn’t realize how much Shaun hates me until last night.” I answer. A tear slips down the side of my cheek and Nolan gently wipes it away.

  “OK, let’s talk with Rush first, then the others.” Nolan responds.

  He leans down so our lips are a breath away. His unique woods and leather scent invade my senses and I can’t help but shudder. Nolan gently kisses me and pulls away slightly. I let out a frustrated breath and peer into his honey brown eyes.

  “Either you’re going to kiss me properly or I’m not touching you when these guys leave.” I tease him.

  Nolan’s pupils dilate, and he swallows hard. His big hand cups the left side of my face and leans in. I lick my lips and his eyes drop to them.
There's a stir low in my stomach and my body is vibrating with need. Heat pools between my legs as I watch and wait. I can see the battle raging behind Nolan’s eyes until he finally gives in. He lets out a sigh as our lips finally connect and my whole body is humming with a need I’ve only felt once before and that was the last time we were together. A moan escapes from the back of my throat and my heart’s beating hard in my chest as Nolan’s tongue invades my mouth. His hands drop to my hips and pulls me as close as he can in the small space of Rush’s car. I break the kiss, leaning my forehead against his. Both of us are breathing hard.

  “C’mon let’s get this over with,” my voice is husky with need.

  He nods his head and shifts his body, adjusting the hard ridge in his jeans. Nolan opens the door and gets out, his body is on high alert and his hand instinctively goes to his sidearm, which I didn’t notice before. Rush notices Nolan getting out and comes up to us. They speak in low whispers before letting me out of the car, they both are scanning the area with cold, deadly eyes. Gone is the playful, compassionate man in a heartbeat. I’m shocked how quickly he can change.

  I move to get out of the car, but Rush puts his hands up, stopping me. I can hear Nolan’s phone chirp with a text and he takes it out of his pocket. He reads whatever it is and a scowl forms on his handsome face. Rush gestures for me to get out and I move as quick as I can out of the car and to the backside of my house. I slip quietly into the back door with Nolan and Rush hot on my heels. We’re standing in my enclosed frosted glass back porch which overlooks the back deck toward the ocean. Rush is standing at the windows, watching the beach. Nolan is standing next to me and puts his arm around my shoulders, comforting me.

  “Ashley, tell us everything that’s happened before we go inside.” Rush says. He’s still looking out the window as he speaks.

  “Last night I was feeling cramped and itching to get out. You guys were busy with your own thing, so I figured, if I hide in the shadows, no one would see me. I needed to feel close to my people, reconnect with them even if it was from a distance. When Noah sent out the text, I went. I was sitting on the hood of my car, watching them getting set up for a race when Shaun blindsided me. He snuck up behind me and pinned me to my car. He overpowered me and when I wouldn’t answer his questions, he hit me. The first time it was enough to rattle me. The second time, when I still refused to answer him, it was enough to knock me out. I came to in the back of a van. When the van stopped, Shaun opened the doors with two thugs flanking him from the 38th Street Gang. They had semi-automatic rifles pointed right at me. Shaun said someone was waiting for me and to move it. When we approached a dark entrance, Shaun and one of the thugs went inside and I saw my opportunity to escape. I pulled my knife out of my boot and held it to second guy’s throat. He dropped his weapon and before I could second guess myself, I ran away from them as fast as I could. I jumped a fence and ended up on the other side of Palisades Del Rey where I found a place to bunker down for a little while.”

  “What kind of questions?” Rush asked.

  “What?”

  “What kind of questions did Shaun ask?” Rush asks again. I swallow hard and release a deep breath before answering him. Nolan tightens his arms around me, letting me know he's here. I look Rush straight in the eyes.

  “He kept asking me where you were,” I answer.

  The color drains from Rush’s face and he sits down hard in one of the wicker chairs I have on the porch. He’s shaking his head and leans forward, his hands are clenching and unclenching in front of him. Something isn’t right. I leave Nolan’s embrace and kneel in front of Rush. I grab his hands and he picks his head up. His eyes are full of fury and hatred as he looks at me.

  “Rush, what’s going on? It’s time you explain yourself. You’re not supposed to keep secrets from me.” I say gently.

  Rush shakes his head and he glances at Nolan, something passes between them. I snap my fingers in front of his face, bringing his attention back to me.

  “No. I’m right fucking here. Whatever bond you two just created is going to stop now. I don’t want to pull the boss card with you, but if you don’t fucking tell me why Reiser is so fucking hell-bent on getting to you I will." I command, in a low, deadly voice. He’s not supposed to be keeping secrets from me. Rush, just like the rest of them are supposed to be honest and upfront about everything.

  “Rush, right fucking now." I snap.

  Anger and rage fuel my veins from Rush’s silence and I stand up. I pace back and forth in front of him. If I don’t rein in whatever is happening, I’ll have no choice but to backseat him. I stop pacing and glare at Rush. I cross my arms over my chest and he peers up at me, there’s shame written across his face, and pain in his eyes.

  “OK, OK, but the others can't know about this. It stays between the three of us. Ash, I’m so sorry you were dragged into the middle of this mess.” Rush takes a difficult breath before continuing. “I ran across some information a couple of weeks ago and thought I could handle it myself. I wanted to see how trustworthy it was before I came to you. It’s going to open some painful memories and I wanted to be one hundred percent sure before I told you.”

  “Dakota.” I bark out when he hesitates again, making him flinch. I never use his first name, but I’m beyond pissed he’s skirting around something. “Speak or I will have to backseat you on everything.”

  Rush’s eyes grow large and he stands up. He starts pacing back and forth running his hands through his hair. “It’s about what happened at the Palisades Del Rey all those years ago. The night your parents and little brother died."

  Rush’s voice trails off and I my heart's beating hard against my chest. My ears are ringing, and my body is shaking. I can’t breathe, spots appearing in my vision, and I’m going to pass out. Nolan leads me to another wicker chair and I sit down hard. I put my head between my knees, struggling to steady my breath. Once I get my breathing back under control, I stare at Rush. He flinches at the cold, deadly look in my eyes.

  “What about that night?” I demand.

  “I found out that Marcus Dual tried to force your father out of his spot, so he could take over. I didn’t find out if Dual was responsible for the accident, but I found out he wanted to take over and expand his business and your dad wouldn’t budge. He wouldn’t work with Dual and rumors have it, he’s responsible.”

  The room starts spinning and my mind slips back to that dreadful night and events leading up to it. Screams pierce my ears and I cover my hands over them, trying to block them out.

  I can’t breathe again.

  I’m on a verge of a panic attack and being swallowed up by the horrific memories when a pair of strong arms wrap around me, pulling me back to the present. The warmth and comfort soothe me as Nolan’s voice penetrates through the screaming.

  “I’ve got you,” Nolan whispers in my ear.

  I cling to Nolan like he’s my lifeline. He’s my anchor in this sea of lies and deceit. His hands gently rub up and down my back, his soothing voice stops the screams and I look at him. He’s watching me carefully as I pull myself back together and take a deep breath.

  “Thank you,” I whisper. I shift my attention to Rush, who's black eyes are reflecting his own pain and heartbreak. He runs his hand through his black hair again and sits down next to me, taking my hand.

  “Ashley, I’m so sorry. Reiser must have found out the same thing I did and wanted to silence me. I knew I should have told you sooner before all of this happened, but I couldn’t. I didn’t want you to go after them without all the facts.” Pain lacing his voice. He grips my hand and gives it a gentle squeeze.

  “Did you get all the facts yet?” I ask.

  Rush shakes his head, “I keep getting stone walled.”

  “Give me the names and locations of everyone you think are involved. I’ll have Ashton Iverson do some digging.” Nolan tells Rush. He holds me tighter and looks into my eyes. “Ashley, it’s what I do."

  I nod my head and Rush gives Nolan
a list of names. After a few minutes, Nolan stands up and walks out the back door, on the phone with Ashton. Rush and I sit in silence until he comes back in, both of us lost in our own thoughts.

  “OK. Ashton's on it and he'll get back to me as soon as he finds something out. Now let’s go inside before the rest of these guys come out.” Nolan says. He’s taking charge and for the first time in my life, I let someone in to help me.

  Chapter 17

  Rush

  Guilt eats away at me for keeping this information from Ashley, but at the time I had no choice. My hands were tied, but when I saw her beaten and bruised, I lost it.

  Consequences be damned.

  When I left Nolan and Ashley in that room in the old subway station, I made a decision. I text Ian Dual, the leader of the 38th Street Gang and told him what Reiser did and that we're going to be out for blood. He responded and wants to set up a meet. I haven’t told Ashley that part yet. He wants to meet with just the two of us, but I’m not stupid. I’m going to reach out to my guys and set them up to have our backs. Nolan will go with us too. I know I can’t get rid of him and quite honestly, I don’t want to.

  My mind drifts back to a memory I have of Ashley and me on our way to a race in San Diego, right before she broke it off with Shaun and took her rightful place at the head of our family.

  ******

  “Woman, you’re giving me that creepy look again,” I say with a laugh. Ashley just got into my car and we're heading to San Diego.

  “Sorry, I’m just trying to figure out why there is no spark between us. It would make things so much easier if there was.” Ashley blows out an irritated breath. She’s cute when she’s annoyed, but I know what she means.

  “I know, and I’ve wondered the same thing. I came up with an answer. Do you want to hear it?” I ask her.

  “Yes, please fill me in." Her soft brown eyes are hopeful.

  I think about it for a minute, trying to find the best way to answer her without hurting her feelings. I know she doesn’t feel any attraction toward me like I don’t feel anything like that for her.