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Her hands clamp over my cheeks, forcing me to look into her eyes again. “Are you serious?”
I smile. “My dick is buried inside of you, and I’m blowing off work. What do you think?” That sounds horrible. “Don’t answer that. Of course, I do. The sooner, the better. We can do a Las Vegas drive-by if you want.”
Sarah shakes her head. “We aren’t doing that. Something else.”
“Something soon. This week.”
I cover her mouth with my own before she can protest any further. My hips roll and slam against hers. My rhythm quickens, the movements driving me into her. Sarah pants in my ear, and I bury my face into her neck. Her hair covers me, and I roar one last time before stilling.
Sarah’s legs stroke mine like they often do, and my breathing slows to match hers.
“You need to get up.”
“Call them and ask to delay the start,” I say, but force myself to roll off her.
“They’d laugh and hang up.”
I stand and stretch, flexing my arms and back.
Sarah pulls the blanket up and gazes at me with a cat-like smile.
“Are you enjoying the view?” I ask and step closer to her. “Fair is fair,” I say and pull the blanket off.
Sarah squeals and covers herself. “It’s cold in here.”
“Good. It will make your nipples hard.” She doesn’t move despite her protests. I graze her stomach and then force her thighs open to put a finger in her. “You’re soaking wet.”
“That happens when you’re near, for some strange reason.”
Have I mentioned how much I love this woman?
“I meant what I said about us getting married soon. We can go to the courthouse if you’d rather do that over Vegas.” Sarah arches a brow, and a suspicion hits. I know her very well. “What do I get if I win the race today?”
“You think you’ll win?” she teases.
“Easily.”
“I’ll make a deal with you,” she says, and I smile, knowing where this is going. “If you win today’s race, we’ll get married.”
“Then go pick out your dress because you’re today’s trophy.” After seeing her shocked expression, I head to the bathroom, wearing a big grin. “I’m going to shower, and I expect you to join me.”
∞∞∞
Mike Jones’ voice takes over my headset. “This is your best driving this season, Jake.” My pit chief’s rare compliment is a surprise. “We have a good car, but you’re the one taking advantage.”
I manage a stammered thanks. “What’s the distance between us?”
“He’s .423 behind you with the 22 right behind at .497. Keep it going.”
“The 48 overtook the 22. Keep steady in the middle. The 22 is looking for his spot,” Derek says.
“He won’t find it,” I say.
The race started slowly, with me swinging from down and back through the pack for the first stage. The groove kicked in halfway through as I climbed my way up. Today’s race has been mine ever since.
I had an incentive. After our deal, Sarah joined me in the shower, and we fucked one more time. The endorphins running through me practically guarantee a win.
“Lead grows to .501.”
