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“The disappointment wasn’t raising you. It’s seeing the pathetic excuse of a man you’ve become. Enjoy your second-place parade. I know it’s been a while for me, but I heard the first-place view on the podium is best.”
Soooo i hate his dad.
“What can I get you two fine ladies?” He waggles his brows. “Isn’t it an open bar?” Sophie’s wit shines through, and I love it. She may become my favorite person during this whole championship business. “Doesn’t mean I can’t order it for you. Make a man feel useful.”
Period
She points the thing directly up at me, not asking for approval. I like how she’s the type to ask for forgiveness instead of permission. Reminds me of myself.
A megawatt smile breaks out across my face. I lie and tell myself I do it for the fans, but my dick and I both know what’s up.
Not to mention how I check out her Instagram daily since she approved my request. My dirty little secret.
“Any last words you want to share with Bandini fans?” She nudges me with her elbow. “Tune in next week to see me kick Santiago’s ass.” I smile at the camera. She laughs and elbows me harder this time, the tiny bone barely making a dent. “Spoken like the conceited athlete we all know. See you next time.” She waves goodbye to the camera and shuts it off.
“Oh, hi, guys. I heard you were out here tonight. I think my invite got lost in the mail.”
oop
“I thought you would be busy since you usually are on Wednesdays. Jax was free and agreed to join. It’s nothing personal.” Liam returns to his usual pacifist self. Everyone in the racing world is well aware of Noah’s Wednesday ritual. Those days usually include models, fine dining, and an exclusive tour of his bedroom. Every tabloid knows it, and hell, I know it, no matter how much I want to ignore it. “I would’ve canceled any plans to come. They’re not that important anyway.”
wowwww
I look over his shoulder and catch the suite door ajar, a shocked Maya staring back at me through the crack with a hand covering her mouth. Acting like Spanish Nancy Drew, piecing together what I did.
Holy fucking shit. I can’t get the image out of my head of Noah’s dad hitting him because how does someone hit their thirty-year-old child?
What exactly am I doing on a Tuesday in Monaco? I’m on a boat. Bragging isn’t something I usually do, but come on. This is Monaco…
LOL REAL
“What are the chances of dying of a heart attack at twenty-three? Seriously, you’re googling this? I didn’t know I had such an effect on you. You flatter me.”
He toys with my red bikini strap before squirting the sunscreen bottle. “You look good in red.”
Immediately Folding
“Did I tell you that you look beautiful today?” Nope, you didn’t. But I’ll take it now, with my head pressed against the comfy lounge chair as his hands rub my back.
No shame as I spill my guts to him, letting it all out in a confessional booth. Surprisingly, he sends me off with three Hail Marys, two Our Fathers, and a bottle of holy water to cleanse myself whenever I have impure thoughts. Confessions come with goody bags. Who knew?
Lol
“Did you wear that color dress for me?” His husky voice makes my head swim. How can he tell what color my dress is when it’s dark outside? “It’s navy. What do you mean?” Okay, it isn’t. But boys suck at knowing anything beyond basic colors. “Hmm, weird. It looks like the same color as my eyes. But maybe I’m wrong, just seeing things.” “That’s often a sign of narcissism. You should get yourself checked out when you have a chance. I don’t do everything to appease you.”
“You drive me crazy. I keep thinking about fucking you, wondering how you sound when you explode in ecstasy. The moans you’ll make while you greedily take my cock. Is it breathy? Loud?”
AHHHH
number. She doesn’t speak another word, thank God. Maya can avoid me all she wants, but it doesn’t mean she has to do it alone. I’ll get my way eventually. These types of games don’t faze me because I have enough stamina to outdo her.
“Why is my door locked? Hello, Maya, are you in there? Open up.” My brother’s voice hits me like an ice-cold shower. Pounding fists against the door beat alongside my heart.
OH
Why did one kiss feel like it opened me up for anything?
American Devil: Are you flying in late? Santiago is here but you aren’t. American Devil: Found out from your brother that you’re not coming. Isn’t he superstitious? You’ve been to every race so far. American Devil: Didn’t place on the podium. Maybe I’m the superstitious one.
Three thousand miles do nothing to ease the pull he has on me.
My hand smacks her ass playfully to get her to stop. “Ay! Watch it. That’s the no-go zone.” She shakes from laughter. No clue what the no-go zone is, but I’m all for exploring it.
“You forgot one more question.” I don’t think as the words leave my mouth. It seems like the perfect chance to have her alone without any interruptions of the blond-haired, green-eyed variety. Maya stares up at me, confusion lining her face. “Will Noah Slade ask Maya Alatorre on a date?”
“You can’t call dibs on people. You sound like a B-list rom-com.” “But I fuck like an A-list porno.” Okay then. Who says romance is dead?
“I’m the type who needs more than a physical relationship with someone. I’m not the booze-and-banging type you usually hang around with. I can’t change who I am to be what you want.” “You’re really going to deny yourself this?” His reaction shows me how no one denies him. Evidence of his messed-up childhood, the ultimate only-child syndrome shining through.
Ew what
“If it were another life, I’d probably do right by you. I’d take you on dates and try harder. But that’s not who I am or how I was raised. I don’t know how to be the kind of emotional guy you desire.”
Kissing her feels like I did it wrong with all the women before her.
big task of catching up to Santiago, Liam, and Jax, since he starts in P14 today. It’s his worst start since he began racing in F1. Better luck next time.” Thanks, Maya.
Lol
“They’ll never be as good as what we could have. But this is why people like you never have happily-ever-afters. You’re so jaded, you can’t see the best things until it’s too late.”
hallway. I didn’t even know he was there. It’s not like I chose the restaurant.” I may or may not have practiced that line in the bathroom earlier.
Lol
“I mean it when I say I spent a lot of time alone. I reflected on what was stopping me from trying this out with you. Our chemistry is”—her lips capture my attention—“explosive. But I also know there’s more. I like being around you, especially when you give me all your attention. I like when you film me without asking because you’re afraid of me saying no, even though you can get me to agree to anything. I love the way you laugh almost as much as the way you find your shoes interesting when you get nervous. I really like the special noises you save just for me when I kiss you and the smiles
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“I’m not happy about it because I don’t want to treat you like a dirty secret. I’m happy to be with you…but if that’s what you want, I’ll respect it.”
“You’re drunk. I don’t want to risk you not remembering the first time I fuck you. I’m a gentleman, meaning I want to fuck you sober.”
“I’m not like any of the guys you’ve been with before. I may not be your first fuck, but I might as well be.”
Noah really is a fucking champion. Someone give this man a trophy.
“Death by orgasm. Seems like a good way to go.” My face heats at my mistake in saying that aloud. He chuckles. “We’re not done yet. Save your eulogy for after the finale.”
“You packed your camera, right?” I pull the camera out of my purse. He takes it from my hands and sets it up on a conveniently placed camera mount.
Traction control disabled.
OHHH
Maya and I haven’t talked about titles yet. We only hashed things out two weeks ago in Singapore. But everything about us feels title-worthy because we spend lots of time together whenever Santiago isn’t around. In my bed, in hers, in one of the private suites, and secret dates in the cities we visit. My sex drive with Maya rivals that of an eighteen-year-old.
“I’ll let you in on a secret though… Fucking you is the equivalent of winning a World Championship. I could never win again and be perfectly fine so long as you’re by my side. In my bed. Me inside you. I like you a lot.”
GAHHHH
“I think you’ve ruined me.” Her whispered voice rings through the quiet. Shit. That’s the best thing I’ve heard all day.
“You’re a smart girl. If you mess around with Noah, and his performance isn’t what I expect…” I keep silent. He wants a fight that I don’t need to entertain. “I’ll make sure your brother doesn’t have another contract renewal. Not to mention you’ll never walk into a Bandini suite again. I don’t mess around. I play to win.”
I hats this man
To put it short, my father deserves to be fucked right up the ass with a tub of extra strength Icy Hot for lube.
“I’m probably going to marry her one day. I think she’s the one.” I say the words with confidence. The idea is a little premature, sure. But I have a good feeling about her. Maya breathes new life into me, not wanting to piece me together but accepting all my jagged parts.
And a girl who will travel around the world with me because this job is constantly on the go.” I think my ovaries explode but it’s hard to tell. Moving on.
My lips softly peck at her cheeks between words. “You’re. The. Most. Lovely. Woman. To. Me.” She giggles at all the kisses I plant on her face. My lips find hers, my tongue caressing her closed lips, wanting access. I fucking hate when she closes herself off.
“I think you shave off a year of my life every single week,” her voice croaks. “What a year well spent.”
She unabashedly throws her head back and lets out a sultry laugh. I make it a goal to make her laugh like that every single day for the rest of my life. She turns me into a sappy motherfucker who can’t help it around her, endlessly searching for ways to make her happy and satisfied. I gather up courage as the song continues because I want to let her know. Because I never want another day to go by without her hearing it. “I love you.” My voice rasps over the music.
“I didn’t fuck around with her. I love her. I’ll keep loving her through everything, no matter what you or anyone else says or whatever you try to do to break us up. It’s insulting for you to even think I’d be with Maya to fuck around with your racing. She’s the endgame. I don’t hook up with her for a shitty trophy, and sure as fuck not for a championship win. I want everything with her. Everything after this.”
