Just Drive

by Devyn Sinclair

It was that he had the sleeves rolled up to his elbows showing off forearms that could have been in a watch ad. Or a perfume ad. Or porn.

Ugh forearms

“How will you deal with it if you go into heat?” I locked eyes with the man. “I’ll answer that question if I see you ask all the Alpha drivers how they’ll deal with a potential rut.”

If someone had asked me yesterday if I knew what complete certainty felt like, I would have said yes. I would have been wrong. Never in my life had I felt so sure of something. Vanessa Lennon was my Omega. End of discussion. Full stop.

“Right there, huh?” Making sure my cock hit exactly that place again, I stood up and yanked her hips back at the same time as burying myself as far as I could go. She was speaking but there weren’t any words. “Yeah.” I held her hips still and found that rhythm I already knew she liked. “Right. Fucking. There.”

“I needed something. I’m dying over here.” “You are not dying.” “My Omega is in the next garage and I can’t see her. Yes. I am dying.”

😂

Right now, I wanted my Alpha to see me in a pretty dress even if he couldn’t do anything about it.

But letting it all in, letting it get to me, even sensing it in my body. It felt… weak.

Direct hit

“And why would I go after you for that anyway? She was mine long before she was yours. Everything you’re getting now I’ve already had.”

The disappointment on her face when she looked at John was so visceral I felt like I should be ashamed.

She still sounded soft. Like the voice she sometimes used when we weren’t in public. The sleepy tone she had when I came back late and woke her up with my tongue.

Now turn that beautiful brain of yours off. It’s safe for your heat, Omega.”

I loved all of them, and I loved this, but I wanted to just sleep without having to worry about craving dick for a few days.

Books.and.boos: Seems that way! Incredible.

Eeeee!

No matter what team you’ve been on, even performing to the best of your ability, there have been times when you’ve been considered a liability because you’re a woman, an Omega, or both.” My breath stilled. “Yes.” “So when you’re confronted with a situation that makes you ‘less’ valuable,” his expression told me exactly what he thought of those words, and it wasn’t good, “or that makes you seem weak, you do everything in your power to minimize it.”

Delicate chains that dripped with hanging jewels over his thumb and finger. With his hand around my throat, it looked like a choker. I reached up and gripped his forearm. He never broke my gaze in the mirror as he leaned forward and kissed my cheek. “You deserved a necklace, so I got you one.”

“Which is worse? Revealing this now and it all going down, or waiting until after the next race, when he takes third place in the championship. Or, god forbid, wins, though I hope that doesn’t happen. Then everything comes out and he’s stripped of the title along with everything else?”