Racing Dirty, L.A.

by J. Lynn Lombard

  “I pay every day for taking those lives and back then, being fourteen, I didn’t understand why I did it, only that justice was served. I lost my mind and went crazy. I blamed myself for my family's death and then I turned around took two lives. Granted they deserved it, they were evil and had no morals about hurting a teenager. I buried their bodies and cleaned up the mess. No one stopped me, and no one helped. I did that. Then I ran away. About a week after I took off, the cops picked me up and placed me into a group home. I had so much rage and anger, that even the toughest girls there wouldn’t fuck with me. One tried, and I put her in the hospital. Then the Spencer's took me in and the rest is history."

  I finish telling my story and there’s silence between us. The only sound around us is our breathing, mine is heavy, and Nolan’s is calm and shallow. Even the animals are quiet. Not a bird chirping or even a squirrel running around. Nolan’s hands are still on my back, rubbing it, soothing my soul. I still can’t look at him, I can’t see the pity or the disgust in his whiskey colored eyes.

  “Ash, I know about blame and about pain. I understand how you feel. I’ve been there before. Your hands aren’t the only ones stained.” Nolan confesses quietly.

  I eventually find the courage to peek at him. There’s no pity, no disgust, no shame. He understands what I’ve gone through and what I did, but he doesn’t elaborate. He offers me a small smile and tugs me against him, being careful of my shoulder. His lips graze my hair, his breath fanning across my scalp and it shoots a shiver down my spine. I wait for him to explain, to tell me something more about his past, but he doesn’t. I'm fine with that for now. Eventually, he'll open up and when he does, I'll be here for him, like he is with me. We stay sitting on the fallen tree for a few minutes until I can’t stand the quietness anymore. I need to do something, say something.

  “Thank you, Nolan,” I whisper.

  “Why are you thanking me? I didn’t do anything.”

  “Yes, you did. You’ve done more for me than anyone has in my life.” I answer.

  Rush’s words come racing back into my mind. ‘There’s someone out there for you who you haven’t met yet that will be your other half. The one you can feel safe with and will want to tell him everything. No hesitation.’

  Nolan is that man, my other half, the one who makes me feel safe, the only one who knows all my secrets. I understand that now, without a shadow of a doubt. I lean my head up, my breath fanning across his neck and I watch as goosebumps break out on his skin. His Adam’s apple bobs up and down as he swallows hard. His eyes finally collide with mine and it takes my breath away. My heart beats hard against my chest, excitement filling my veins as his eyes, hooded with desire drops to my lips. I lean up, running my right hand through his messy brown hair. I shouldn’t be craving his body right now, considering the danger we're in, but my body and head are not working together. My body is screaming at me to let loose, let him have his wicked way with me again. My head is saying, no you have to keep going.

  Fuck it, I can’t stand to not touch him anymore or have him not touch me. Our lips finally meet, and Nolan lets out a growl from the back of his throat, which turns me on even more. I caress his shirtless chest. His body heat is scorching hot against my hands. I let out a whimper of want when he picks me up and I straddle his lap on the fallen tree. My center is flush against his cock and his hardness is straining through his jeans. I grind my hips against him as our tongues battle with each other, seeking and retreating. His taste invades my senses, sending my body into overdrive. He tries to remove my tank top carefully avoiding my shoulder, but it’s not working. Fuck this shit, who says a little pain doesn’t bring pleasure.

  “Take the belt off me, now,” I demand against Nolan’s lips.

  “I don’t want to hurt you.” his husky voice replies.

  “I don’t give a fuck. I don’t want gentle right now, I want hard and fast. Undo the fucking belt and fuck me like you mean it.” I groan against his lips.

  “Your dirty mouth is going to get you in trouble.” he replies, undoing the makeshift sling. “But I love it.”

  Once my arm is free to move, I test how far it can go without pain. I drag my tank top over my head in one swift movement and Nolan’s lips are instantly on my breasts licking, sucking and biting them through my bra. Needing skin on skin, I reach back to undo the clasp. His hands are already there, stopping me from unhooking it.

  “I’ve got this part,” Nolan says, his hot breath fanning across my chest.

  Shivers break out on my skin as he unhooks the clasp and drags my bra down, freeing my breasts from the confinements of the material. His mouth is back on one nipple, his fingers are pinching and squeezing the other as I pull his head closer, my breath coming out in short bursts. Fuck, he knows how to handle my body. I run my hands through his hair pulling it, moving my hips back and forth against his hard cock, grinding against him. He lets out a groan from the back of his throat and it vibrates through my body, turning me on more. I pull away from Nolan and stand up. His eyes follow my movements when I remove my jeans, they’re brimmed with desire. Out here, in the woods, I’m ready to offer my soul, hand him my entire heart. I stretch my palms down my abdomen, inching towards the top of my panties. I pass a finger along the band while my other hand is cupping one of my breasts. Nolan’s eye dart between my hand pushing into my panties and my other playing with my chest. The panties win the battle and he licks his lips as I caress my clit. My fingers are soaked with desire as I rub them along my pussy. I slowly step up to him sitting on the fallen tree, his eyes not leaving my hand fondling myself. I withdraw my fingers and bring them to his lips. He opens his mouth and sucks on the digits, coated with my wetness. Nolan lets out a groan of approval from my taste. His eyes snap up to mine, watching me watch him. That turns me on even more than his hot mouth cleaning my fingers.

  Fuck this man is everything I’ve ever wanted. He holds my fingers in his mouth as he rises. He unzips and unbuttons his jeans, sliding them down his muscled legs. His boxers are still on. I peek down between us and see his hard shaft outlined through them. I lick my lips and go down on my knees, having the sudden urge to taste him. I pull his boxers down and his cock springs free from the confinements. Pre-cum is glistening on the head and I lick it up, his salty, sweet flavor explodes in my mouth. I run my tongue up and down his shaft a few times before I open my mouth and draw him in as far as I can.

  “Fuck that feels so good, don’t stop.” Nolan groans, urging me on.

  I lick and suck, bobbing my head up and down while his hands grab my hair. Nolan’s hips move back and forth as he fucks my mouth. I let out a humming noise, vibrating his cock and his grip on my hair tightens. His chest is heaving when he finally pulls away. I lick my lips, savoring his flavor.

  Nolan sits on the ground in front of the tree and tugs me down along with him. It seems every time we’ve been intimate, there’s never a bed around but that’s all right with me. I’ll take this man anyway and anywhere I can. I straddle his lap; my panties are soaked now. He runs a finger down my stomach and leans me back a little, holding me up with his other hand on my back before plunging his fingers into my wet folds, caressing and pinching my clit.

  “Oh fuck.” I groan out, moving my hips against his hands.

  The build-up starts low in my belly moving its way through my body. Nolan increases his speed against my clit with his thumb and plunges two fingers inside of my opening, creating a moan to escape my lips. My body feels close to the edge when Nolan removes his fingers, bringing them up to my lips. I open and suck my own essence off his fingers.

  “You’re a dirty, dirty woman and that turns me the fuck on,” Nolan whispers, his eyes not leaving my mouth.

  I pop his digit out and kiss him with all the pent-up desire flooding my veins. His tongue meets mine, our flavors mixing together as we battle back and forth. Before I realize it, I’m on my back, my panties have come off and Nolan’s hovering above me. I spread my legs wide to make room for
his hips. He sweeps his hand down and starts tugging on his shaft that’s rubbing my heated center. He drives his hard cock up and down my wet folds, making me squirm under him.

  “Fuck me like you mean it, Nolan.” I groan out.

  That’s all the restraint he has as he plunges inside of me. A grunt escapes my lips from his assault. His hard shaft filling me up as he thrusts in and out. The slapping of our bodies and the moans coming from both of us is the only sounds in the silent night. I dig my nails into his back as I meet him thrust for punishing thrust. My build up starts in my toes and I’m powerless to stop it. Nolan leans back on his knees and spreads my legs wider, his hooded eyes are watching our bodies connect as he moves in and out of me, hard and fast. My juices are coating his cock, making him slide in and out with ease. His fingers tighten around my hips, digging into my flesh, which turns me on even more. My back arches off the ground. Sweat beads on his brow as he tries to maintain control, but I see it in his body that he’s close. I feel it in the swelling of his cock. Nolan rubs my clit with his pelvis and I’m going over the edge fast.

  “Fuck, Nolan I’m coming," I scream out as my body tumbles over the edge and I fall into the abyss. My vision blurs as my orgasm takes over, grunts and groans escape our lips. Nolan finds his release, his come filling me up, his hands clutch my hips tighter. Our breathing is ragged as he slows down his pace. I tighten my pussy around him, milking him for all he has. A shudder wracks through his body as he leans over me and kisses me gently, bringing me down from my orgasm.

  “Holy fuck, I’ve never experienced that before.” Nolan pants against my mouth.

  I pull him down so all his weight is on me, reveling in his heated skin against mine. Something in this moment changes between us, our souls connect on some higher level and it's wonderful. I will do anything and everything for this man. I’ll take away his pain, bring him happiness. I just handed him my whole heart. He has it in the palm of his hands and I never want it back again.

  Chapter 31

  Ashley

  “I love you, Ashley Force,” Nolan’s deep voice rumbles in my ear.

  Our bodies are still connected, slick with sweat when he picks his head up from next to my ear and looks me in the eyes. The wind picks up a little and the chilly air creates a shiver to wrack through my body. I rest my right hand on the side of his face and peer into his brown eyes. This memory I’ll keep with me forever.

  “I love you always, Nolan Ryan,” I answer.

  He kisses me again, this time it’s slow and gentle. Before we get carried away, Nolan breaks the kiss and disentangles himself from me. I immediately miss his warmth invading my body and let out a little whimper. Nolan raises an eyebrow at me and throws me a smirk, standing above me in all his naked hotness.

  “I know you want this again,” he says pointing to his half hard cock. “But he needs a break. We have to get out of here, then you can take advantage of him all you want.” The smartass tone in his voice makes me laugh.

  “You’re so full of yourself,” I grin back.

  “No, actually you’re full of me,” Nolan says, giving me a wink.

  “You’re such a pig.” I laugh.

  “Yeah, but you love me, and you know it,” he counters.

  I stand up quickly. Nolan’s taller than me so I have to look up to see his handsome face. Our naked bodies are flush against each other. I wrap my arms around his neck.

  “Yes, I do,” I respond.

  Nolan’s lips crash down on mine, hard and fast. There’s no space between our bodies as his fingers dig into my ass, pulling me closer to him. His now hard cock is pressed against my stomach, my pussy is wet again. He picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist. He enters me in one hard thrust, dragging a harsh breath from my lips.

  “I thought you said he needed a break?” my voice is husky as he drives in and out.

  “He did, but he changed his mind,” Nolan pants into my mouth.

  He tightens his grip on my ass and drives me up and down onto his cock, hard and fast. Tingles start again, this time in my back working their way to my clit. It blows my mind how quickly he can bring me to orgasm.

  “Fuck, the things you do to me. Fuck me hard, Ashley.” Nolan groans. His dirty mouth is a huge turn on.

  Kissing is impossible right now, so I bite down on his shoulder and my hands grab his hair, roughly. I move up and down on him rapidly. In this position, we’re at each other’s mercy. I lick the spot on his shoulder I bit, soothing the sting.

  “Fuck, you feel good,” Nolan growls. His mouth is on my breast as I hang on for dear life.

  “I’m coming.” I groan out.

  Nolan picks up the pace and slams me back down onto him, I can feel it in the bottom of my stomach. He does this over and over until I explode around him, panting and moaning. I can’t catch my breath as he drives one last time into me and he finds his own release. He carefully pulls out and sets me on my feet. My legs are shaky and he's holding me until I can stand on my own.

  Once I find my balance, Nolan reaches down and hands me my bra, panties and tank top. I hand him his boxers and we both get dressed. I’m fully clothed, but Nolan still doesn’t have a shirt. Once we get out of here, I will have to get him one. I don’t want others to see this glorious body but me.

  The night air has become cooler and I wrap my arms around myself trying to keep warm. I have no sense of direction and no track of time as we walk through the woods. I have no idea how long we’ve been walking or if we’re even close to civilization. I duck under a low hanging branch and hold it for Nolan, so he doesn’t get slapped with it. His chest has scratches on it from some branches when he was leading the way, so I took over.

  Panic is starting to build in my chest, the more we walk. What if we’re walking around in circles? What is Shaun has picked up our trail, and he’s lurking, waiting for the right time to strike? What if we’re really lost and never found? What if we die out here from hunger and thirst?

  “Ash, stop it. We will find our way out.” Nolan demands. I turn to him, my eyes are wide with surprise.

  “How did you know what I was thinking? Are you psychic now?” I ask.

  “No, but I can read your body. I know you more than you think I do” he answers.

  I continue to walk when something catches my attention. I walk past another low hanging branch and a familiar noise invade my ears. I neglect to hold the branch for Nolan and it whacks him in the face.

  “Ouch. What the fuck?” Nolan asks, rubbing his cheek where the branch struck him.

  “Oh shit. I’m sorry. Listen.” I reply.

  We stop walking for a moment until Nolan hears what I heard. The sound of traffic is up ahead of us and excitement builds in my system. I start walking faster towards the noise when Nolan steps in front of me, halting my progress.

  “What the fuck, Nolan? We’re so close.” I say, letting out an irritated huff.

  “Ash, slow down. We need to assess the area before we go running into it blind. Trust me. I’ve had years of practice. Stay behind me and follow my lead.” Nolan answers. His voice takes on a demanding state.

  The smartass Nolan is left behind, and he’s turned into serious Nolan. There are so many layers to this man, I just want to peel them back and love all of him.

  “Fine. Lead the way.” I tell him, gesturing with my hands towards the traffic ahead of us.

  “Smartass. I’m serious. One time I did what you want to do and ended up back in the lion’s den. I’m not taking that chance with you.” Nolan says pulling a leaf out of my hair. “Stay behind me and stay low. Everyone is our enemy until they prove otherwise.”

  “Ok.” That’s all I get from his past? Now I’m curious about what happened, but Nolan doesn’t say another word.

  He gives me a soft kiss and turns around. We quietly walk through the last of the trees and the dim lights of a small town come into view. I can see a freeway off in the distance. Headlights and taillights flooding it.

 
“That’s the four oh one,” I whisper to Nolan, pointing in the direction of the freeway.

  He nods his head and raises a finger to his lips, telling me to be quiet. I want to stick my tongue out at him, but refrain. We stay in the shadows of the small town as we make our way closer to a gas station. The lights are blinding, and it takes my eyes a minute to adjust. We stand against the side of the building, watching and waiting. When it appears no one is around, Nolan leads me to the back side of the building. He quickly stops before we round the corner and forces me back against the concrete frame. He places his palm over my mouth, knowing I’m going to give him a piece of my mind when I hear a voice float to us in the calm night. I can’t see who it is or how many are there.

  “Rush, what the actual fuck happened?” I hear a familiar male voice ask.

  I can’t listen to Rush’s response because a loud vehicle pulls up, drowning out his words. A van door slides open and shut, heavy footsteps approach them.

  “Where the fuck is she?” It’s Shaun’s voice, dripping with hate.

  My body stiffens, and Nolan holds me up, pressing his warmth into me. How could Rush do this to me? How could he betray me like this? How could he side with Shaun after everything that asshole did to me? I push Nolan off me, ready to kick the shit out of Rush and Shaun when he yanks me back.

  “C’mon let’s get out of here,” Nolan whispers.

  I bow my head in defeat, tears are stinging my eyes. I can’t think about Rush’s betrayal right now. We make our way back to the front of the store and I find a black Ford Mustang idling in a parking spot. It’s a newer model with matching black rims. I point to the car and Nolan nods his head. We quickly and quietly make our move to the waiting car. I search around and open the driver’s side door before Nolan stops me.

  “Your shoulder. You can’t shift and hold onto the steering wheel with one hand,” he states.

  Fuck, he’s right. I haven’t noticed the throbbing in my shoulder until he said something. I was too excited to get out of the woods. I nod my head and slip into the passenger seat. The smell of leather invades my nose and I draw a deep breath, savoring the scent. Nolan quickly climbs into the driver’s seat.