Fast Lane

by Jennis Slaughter

  “Baby, you didn’t hurt me at all.” Addison had to take Sam’s chin in her hand and make her look at her before the blonde understood. “Now finish getting ready and I’ll go help Neely fix breakfast.”

  Sam brushed her hair until it shone like the sun before she grabbed her phone to call her team and see how things were progressing. Arnie answered the phone and assured her that both cars had arrived safely and that he and her crew chief was going over each one, inch by inch. He promised that everything would be ready by the time that they arrived.

  Closing the phone, Sam headed towards the kitchen, whistling a little tune.

  When Sam turned the corner, Addison was frying Sam’s eggs and bacon while Neely was flipping pancakes into the air. The smell of sausage was in the air and a carafe of hot coffee sat on the island near where Addison was cooking.

  “Hey slowpoke, you talk to Arnie?” Gray eyes looked up and Addison winked.

  “Yeah, they’re already there, working on the cars. We’ve got a couple of great teams.” Sam let her eyes travel up and down the svelte form of her lover.

  It was obvious the redhead enjoyed being checked out, because she leaned across Neely and began pouring Sam a cup of coffee. Her cleavage pressed together against the front of her shirt and Addison whistled innocently. Neely rolled her eyes.

  “Arnie is awesome. When Mr. Hendricks hired him, I got very lucky. I also got lucky you let me bring him along for the ride.” Addi smiled, handing Sam the cup of coffee.

  “Thank you. Yeah, he’s a good guy.” She took a sip of her coffee, and smiled. “Do you wanna call your mom and have her meet us there at the end of the week?”

  “Yep. And you’re welcome. Here.” Addison let Neely put some pancakes on a bigger plate before she placed two enormous plates of pancakes, bacon, eggs, hash browns, fresh fruit, and grits on the table. “You eat,” she ordered, pulling her cell out of her own back pocket and taking her cup of coffee out on the porch, closing the door after her since the kitchen was so noisy.

  “Child...she’s got you wrapped around her little finger.” Neely shook her head and brought her own plate to the table. “I think she’s good for you though. I haven’t seen you smile this much in a very long time.”

  Sam blushed. “I know. It’s a good feeling, and I want to keep this feeling for as long as I can. I think that she’s the one, Neely.”

  “She just might be.” Neely nodded her head and began to eat her meal.

  Addison had her back to Sam for several long minutes as she paced up and down the porch drinking her coffee and talking animatedly over the phone. It looked like she talked to all three of her family members because she was out on the porch quite a while. Deuce wandered up off the grass and laid on the cool patio with her.

  Sam was more than halfway through her pancakes when the younger woman finally came inside. “Is everything alright? Are they excited about coming?” she asked before she took a gulp of milk.

  “Don’t talk with your mouth full Sammie,” Addison admonished as she walked over and leaned down to kiss Sam’s forehead. “Clint squealed like a third grade girl and Maddie apparently was doing a little dance, my mom said.”

  Addison laughed deeply as she stood up straight and went to make her own breakfast. “Everyone is pretty excited; my mom hasn’t had a vacation in years so I’m going to book her up on everything the hotel has to offer. Clint mentioned wanting to swim the barrier reef, and Maddie wants to go to the beach.” She didn’t add what she wanted to do in Australia since she knew Sam wouldn’t agree to the idea, so she set making a plate.

  “We’ll make sure that everyone gets to do what they want to do. What are your plans for Australia? What special thing would you like to do?” Sam pushed her plates away and leaned back in her chair, patting her tummy.

  “Swim with sharks.” Addison looked up meekly as she sat down across from Sam. “But I want to show those French...jerks what’s what,” she finished with an innocent smile.

  “I can arrange for both of those, but the first part will have to wait until after the race. I’ll arrange for us to stay an extra week or so afterwards so you and your family can do whatever you want.” Sam picked up her phone to send a text to Nick.

  The redhead pretended to pout, but she was secretly pleased she was getting her way and Sam wasn’t going to outright deny her because of how dangerous it was. They drove F1 cars for a career after all. “Thanks Sammie.” Addison put her hand over Sam’s and squeezed it before digging into her breakfast hungrily.

  ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

  Landing at the Melbourne Airport made Addison so happy, she jumped up and down and then pretended to kiss the tarmac over-enthusiastically when they exited Sam’s plane. They had only stopped once along the way to refuel and Addi had slept through it all. The couple had spent their time tucked away in one of the plane’s mini cabins while Sven read and Nick talked away like a parrot to make sure Sam had everything she could ever want and need.

  Sam had arranged for them to have the penthouse suite and for Addison’s family to have a smaller suite the floor beneath them, while Nick and Sven had rooms across the hall from them. Walking into the room, the blonde awaited her lover’s response to the view, and the room.

  The hotel was all old world elegance and sophistication. Addison was surprised by the sheer beauty of such an old building. But when Sam led her through the penthouse doors, Addi dropped her suitcase on her foot and then hobbled over to look out the window at downtown Melbourne. Her gray eyes took in the room as well as zeroing in on the enormous, four poster bed with white, sheer curtains and soft, fluffy bed linens. The bathroom was beautiful as well, sporting an enormous Jacuzzi tub and a shower big enough to bathe ten people. “Sam...” was all Addison could repeat over and over again. “It’s so nice, though you know a Motel 8 would have been just fine.”

  “Darlin’, you might as well learn.” Sam went over to stand behind the redhead, wrapping her arms around her waist. “I like my comforts. And I like that no one can hear you when you scream out my name.” She placed a gentle kiss against Addison’s neck.

  “And you do make me hit those high notes.” Addison blushed as one of her hands slid into golden locks, keeping Sam’s mouth close to her neck. She snuggled deep into the blonde’s arms. “Do you want to go shopping with me in a bit? I need some new bras and panties plus more clothes; I didn’t exactly pack enough when I left for Georgia.”

  “Sure, because tomorrow, we start work.” Sam raised her lips slightly so she could run her tongue around Addison’s ear before gently sucking the lobe into her mouth.

  “So this means I better get all of my playtime in tonight, huh?” Addi husked as she closed her eyes. A moment later, she moaned, tilting her head away from Sam to give her better access.

  “Oh no...we still get our playtime. We have to relax somehow,” Sam murmured against silky skin.

  Turning around Addison threaded her fingers in Sam’s hair pulling her down for a passionate and possessive kiss. “The quicker we go shopping the quicker I can try it all on for you. Alone.”

  “Then what are we standing here for. Let’s go,” Sam laughed, but made no effort to move.

  Addison smiled, but pushed out of Sam’s arms and picked up her purse. “Let’s get Sven, I don’t think Nick has to go unless he wants to see me in my biblical glory.” Addi took Sam’s hand and pulled her out of the suite.

  “I don’t think that he would care,” Sam murmured, as she followed along.

  ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

  The trio finally made it downstairs as Sven led the way to the black stretch limo, helping push them through the media frenzy. Addison kept her sunglasses on, but smiled for several photos, and she never once removed her hand from Sam’s, though everyone was asking her what that was about. She would just smile and wave before she slid into the limo.

  “I guess that I should tell Jenks that we’re a couple now; maybe they would leave us alone then.” Sam made sure that her glasses stayed on and she
kept a neutral expression on her face.

  “Let them beg for scraps Sam. The media will always be this way, like a feeding frenzy. But go ahead and tell your Agent and PR man. I’m out of the closet, baby.” Addison leaned over and kissed Sam softly before sitting back to look at a magazine in the limo as it sped along the highway.

  Sam sent an email off to Jenks before she closed the phone and leaned back against the headrest. She hadn’t slept very much on the flight over, and knew that the time difference was about to catch up with her.

  The redhead dragged Sam through downtown Melbourne for hours; shopping for everything from cocktail dresses to business suits and bathing suits. Addison bought everything she liked, but by the time she was through, it was becoming dark and the media had finished chasing them for the day. Addison whispered something to the driver and he nodded quietly. Sam’s eyes were closed by the time the limo stopped at an upscale lingerie boutique. Addi crawled up into Sam’s lap since Sven was in the front with the divider. “Sammie, if you want to wait in the car while I pick up a few things, that’s fine with me.”

  “Aw, hell no. I sat through the boring stuff; I deserve to sit through the sexy stuff too.” Sam nuzzled a spot underneath Addi’s ear.

  “I thought you were tired. And boring stuff? I thought you liked that little pleated skirt I bought earlier?” Addison pouted playfully. She looked out the windows and was glad to see no photographers lurking anywhere. Addi slid out of Sam’s lap, pulled her out of the limo and through the doors to the boutique.

  “I did like the pleated skirt.” Sam said as she skidded to a stop. “Oh, Lord help me,” she muttered.

  Addison smiled and shoved Sam into a chair as she began to stroll around the store with the help of several attendants. The stack of clothing was already growing in the shop girl’s arms as Addi continued to pick out pair after pair of lingerie. She kept shooting Sam sultry looks before raising up her selections to see if they were approved.

  Sam kept nodding her head. “Why don’t you try ‘em on?”

  The redhead smiled and followed Sam to the dressing rooms where the blonde was served expensive champagne and Addison disappeared into the dressing rooms alone but with an armful of skimpy lingerie. Addison undressed and slid her body into the first two-piece set. It was a sky-blue with a bikini-like top that split up her stomach and then parted, revealing her toned abs. Then she slid into the blue, sheer panties that were actually a thong in the back before she tied the ribbon between her breasts.

  When she was done with the finishing touches, Addison opened the French doors and stood just inside the doorway. Never had she been more thankful the shop was deserted. “How’s this?”

  Licking her lips, Sam crossed her legs to relieve some of the pressure that suddenly began to build up. “Uh...that’s nice. Yeah....”

  “Alright, I just want to make sure you like what I’m buying. It’s all for you anyway.” Addison smiled flirtatiously before disappearing back into the dressing room. This time she slid into an emerald green one-piece teddy that left her long tan legs bare, but covered most of her body except for ass and hips. Pushing open the doors again, Addi leaned against them. “What about this one?”

  Growling as she stood, Sam shoved her hands in her pockets. “Just get them all. We need to go right now.” She pulled out her phone and called the hotel to order dinner and to ensure that it would be waiting for them when they arrived.

  Sadly, Addison closed the doors and redressed quietly. Maybe Sam didn’t want her parading her charms around town like that. Addison shook her head as she brought out the lingerie out from the dressing rooms to the attendant, and handed the woman her credit card. “Thank you for all of your help.”

  “Everything is already paid for. Ms. Dupree seemed to be quite pleased with our store. She opened up an account for you to come back anytime.” The clerk quickly packaged all the items and handed Addison the bags. “Please enjoy your evening, and we hope to see you again soon.”

  Addi was pleasantly surprised as she took the bags and followed Sam out of the store. Sven took them from her as he opened the trunk of the limo. “Thanks Sven.” Addi smiled and climbed into the back of the limo waiting for Sam while she closed the dividers so they could have some privacy.

  As soon as the divider was completely up, the blonde reached out to drag Addison into her lap and crush their lips together in a hungry kiss.

  The smaller woman moaned softly as she wrapped her arms around Sam and kissed her back just as deeply. Addison began unbuttoning Sam’s dress shirt and sliding her hands up under her bra to circle her nipples with her thumbs.

  Sliding her hands underneath Addison’s sundress, Sam moved the silk panties aside to delve slowly into the woman’s wetness. She moaned at how tight Addi was. “Easy baby...nice and slow.”

  “Sam...” Addison gasped against the blonde’s lips, her eyes slowly closing as her hips began to move. Her own hands still squeezed and massaged Sam’s breasts under her bra as they moved together.

  Sam didn’t let her eyes move off Addison’s face. She watched as her lips parted and her tongue peeked out to moisten the bottom lip before biting it. Addi’s hand came up to run through her fiery hair as her head slowly tilted back, exposing her throat. Never the one to pass an opportunity, Sam leaned forward to suck on a pulse point.

  The redhead began to rock back and forth on Sam’s lap, her hips moving easily as the blonde’s fingers slipped in and out of her core. “Jesus....” This was the first time Addison had been touched outside of Sam’s shower. She felt her body stiffen and then begin to hum, one of her hands held Sam’s head closer. “Baby...mmm right there.”

  “You like this, Darlin’? Well, what about this?” She rubbed her thumb gently over the younger woman’s clit.

  “I like...all of it...” Addison gasped as her eyes flew open, her orgasm shooting through her as she stiffened in Sam’s arms. “Don’t stop...God, please.” Her hips arched as her back bowed.

  As Addison leaned back, Sam reached up with her free hand, and pushed aside the fabric of the redhead’s sundress to wrap her lips around one of Addi’s nipples, flicking her tongue against it and humming.

  The assault was so much that Addison almost passed out, but she thankfully fought the wave of euphoria and let loose a deep moan. “Sammmmmiiiiieeee...” she groaned as her muscles clenched hard around the fingers deep inside of her. Both of her hands almost ripped Sam’s shirt off, but settled for bunching it into a wrinkled mess.

  “That’s my girl...cum for me, Addi,” Sam murmured as she brought her head back up to watch her lover.

  “Jesus....” Addison felt herself clench again, then her body went limp in Sam’s arms. Her head buried itself under the blonde’s chin. Quivering, she curled up in the blonde arms, not wanting to move.

  Rubbing Addison’s back, Sam pressed a kiss against her forehead. “You alright, Darlin’?”

  “Better than ever,” Addison murmured as she raised her head, kissing Sam slowly. “You are really good at that. You play me like a harp.” She blushed, not moving from Sam’s lap as she stared into her eyes.

  “I ain’t playing, Addi. I’m loving you the best way I know how.” Sam smiled back at her. “Remember, I’m in love with you.”

  “Ain’t isn’t a word, Samantha Dupree,” Addison corrected her boss as they kissed again. “And you’re not the only one who’s in love,” she whispered, twirling a piece of Sam’s hair around her finger as they stared into one another’s eyes.

  Since her hand was still between Addison’s legs, she smiled as she slowly pulled it away and proceeded to lick her fingers clean. “This will do as an appetizer.”

  “You are so bad,” Addi laughed, but she refused to remove herself from Sam’s lap until they arrived back at their hotel. Sven chose to stay close to the couple and keep back the Paparazzi that were awaiting their arrival when they disembarked from the Limo at the front of the hotel. Sven cleared the way for Addison who was helped by Sam o
ut of the car. Addison smiled and signed a few photographs for them and posed for some pictures so as to appear polite.

  Sam signed a couple of autographs, but tried to stay in the background, letting Addison have her moment in the spotlight. She had her time with the press, and now only spoke with them when she had to. She loved to watch Addi though. She was always so polite and courteous.

  “Oh no, it’s not a problem. It’s always a pleasure to sign something for a fan.” Addison smiled kindly at a little boy who was wearing a Dupree Motorsports hat. She handed him a picture he had of her standing next to her new F1 racer. “Are you going to the race?” she asked as she bent down to look him in the eye. He said no, he couldn’t because they sold out of tickets. Addison smiled at the boy’s father. “Tell you what, how about I arrange for you two to come down to pit row before the race? And two tickets in the Dupree skybox that we arrange for Sponsors? Would that be okay, Sam?” The redhead turned gray eyes on her boss.

  Sam nodded her head, and smiled. “Sure, we need to get as many fans as we can get.”

  Addison hushed Sam with a pretend dirty look as she wrote down Nick’s number for the man. “This man is Ms. Dupree’s assistant and he’ll help you with everything, probably even send a car. So we’ll see you soon.” Addison gave the little boy a high five and shook hands with his father. The press went nuts and Addison had to be escorted by Sven all the way back into the hotel and up to the elevator.

  “Nice job, Darlin’. And I meant what I said. We need more fans.” Sam kept her hand on the small of Addison’s back, her fingers making tiny little circles.

  “I was just being polite...that little boy was so adorable. The idea of him sitting in front of the TV on race day made me kind of sad.” Addison smiled up at Sam, as she stood on the toes of her high heels and pressed a kiss against Sam’s cheek.

  Sam laced her fingers with Addi’s, and led the way to their suite as the elevator doors opened. Seeing that the door was opened, she stopped, pulling the younger woman behind her until Sven confirmed that it was just the bellhops delivering their packages.