“On it,” Sky replies as I slip in behind him, and at the next turn, we work on passing another driver, then we spread out again. Sky and I agreed we would both give our all for these races. We are working together for that title, and a win for either of us is a win for each other. We don’t care who gets it, so we race each other as well, passing the next car until only one of Blizzard’s racers remains in front of us as we hit the straight and power up. I change gears quickly, and as Sky moves right, I move left. Blizzard’s man has to choose whom to block, and hishesitation ruins him. We both slip past as we reach the last corner, and then it’s really on.
“Catch me if you can, cutie,” Sky teases.
“How about you keep up, old man?” I retort as I move forward, our cars inches away as we leave everyone else behind, and it’s just between us as we cross the line within seconds of the other.
By the time we stop and get out of our cars, the results are in, and I groan as I see that Sky won by a millisecond. He grabs me, swings me around, and clutches my helmet, smacking his against mine. “You’re catching up, padawan. One day, you’ll pass me. Don’t worry.” He doesn’t seem bothered by that as he skips to the stands to find his man.
I search next to Bones, and when I find Conan, I smile, raising my hand. I wave, ignoring all the cameras as I walk to the pit. I don’t want to kiss him publicly and upset Noah, so I don’t, but I’m glad he came.
He kept his promise, and that means a lot to me.
As usual, there’s a celebration. It was only a qualifier, but everyone is hyped by how mad Amanda and her team were. They stormed off, blasting out of the end interviews, which is a big no-no. The energy is high for the team, and I nurse my beer in the kitchen area of our garage, listening to them regale each other with stories of how we raced today. Sky joins in with Bones sitting on his knee. Alek laughs with Evan, and Conan grins as he looks at me, his eyes sparkling with pride and love. I wink as I take a sip, but I search for Noah.
When I don’t see him, I jump down and walk over to Conan, kissing his cheek. “I’ll be back. Will you be okay for a minute?”
His arm slips around my waist, and he looks up at me. “I’ll be fine. Go find him.”
Grinning, I kiss him again, ignoring the whistles, then I grab another beer and go in search of my grumpy boyfriend. The first place I check is his office, and like I suspected, he’s behind his desk, his eyes narrowed on his computer as he takes notes.
“Really? You’re already rewatching the race?” I sigh as I put thebottle on his desk and perch on the surface, blocking his screen. “You should be resting. Today was a big day.”
“I’m not that fucked up. I can still work,” he fusses as he leans back, placing his hand on my leg. “I didn’t like some of Amanda’s driver’s tactics. I was reviewing the race to counter them in the future.”
“Not right now, you aren’t. We’re celebrating.” I reach over and turn off the screen, plunging his office into shadows. “Come on, everyone is out there.”
“No, my everyone is in here,” he replies as he reaches for me.
I don’t evade his hands, and he hauls me into his lap, sighing happily before his smile turns devious. He tugs at my shirt, sliding his hands under it before he reaches for my belt.
“Noah,” I rasp, my eyes wide as I push at his chest. “They could see.”
“Let them. I want to reward my boy.”
“Hmm, so you aren’t sulking about the moves we pulled?” I grin as his hands slide down and grip my ass, adjusting me higher against him.
“If I were, would you make it up to me?”
“Pervert,” I grumble, but I place my hands on his shoulders. “If you’re quick, I’ll let you reward me.”
“Oh, baby, with you, I can never be quick,” he growls, “but too late.”
I yelp as he stands and walks around his desk, dropping me on his couch, and then his lips find mine, and all my protests disappear as I reach up, carefully cradle his head, and deepen the kiss. One of his hands presses against the back of the sofa, holding on as he moves closer, his other hand slipping under my shirt and caressing my chest before sliding down and into my undone pants. Pulling away with a gasp, I close my eyes as he wraps his hand around my length. I lie back and let him strip the clothes from my body before he kisses every inch of me like it’s the first time. I grumble and lift my hips for attention. Chuckling, he kisses the tip of my cock in that same, soft manner before I open my eyes and glare at him. He opens his mouth and swallows me, taking me all the way to the back of his throat as I bang my head back into the cushion. Pleasure spirals through me before he popsoff my dick and slips up my body, kissing me. Noah swallows my moans as he moves between my thighs. I lose myself in his kiss, tasting his desperation that matches my own.
When I feel his cock at my ass, I moan into his mouth, the lube I didn’t feel him apply slides across my hole as he teases me with the tip of his dick. I bite his lip until he hisses, his hips jutting forward and burying his length within me an inch before he pulls out and slowly pushes in.
Despite my hands urging him on, he takes me slowly, until he’s buried all the way inside. He’s so big, he stretches me, and something about the slow way he takes me allows me to feel every hard inch until I’ve never felt so full.
I show him that with my kiss, gripping his ass possessively as I lift my hips to meet his loving, soft pace. “My boy,” he croaks as he presses his forehead to mine, both of us panting, sharing the same air. “God, I missed you.”
“I’m right here,” I assure him. “I’ll always be right here.”
“You better be,” he murmurs before he swoops back in, stealing my lips again as he makes love to me.
It’s soft and slow, each rolling thrust pushing me toward oblivion as his lips claim mine and hold me hostage. I haven’t had him since we got home. I didn’t dare make his injury worse, but fuck, I missed him, and it’s obvious he feels the same as he takes his time with me. I lose myself in him as my pleasure gradually grows, like slow, crashing waves hitting the shore until it finally washes me away, and I cry out into his mouth, coming all over myself. The pleasure steals my vision and senses for a moment, but when I recover, I frown. He’s hard and still inside me.
Opening my eyes, I find him grinning down at me. “That’s my boy. Now let me remind you of what will happen if you ever try to leave me again.”
Pulling from my body, he flips me and shoves me into the sofa, slamming into me in one brutal thrust that forces a scream from my lips.
