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“I’m tired after getting up so early,” she says. “How about you?”
“Are you asking me to bed?” I grin.
She does, too, then stares at my mouth. “I guess I am.”
Part of me expected that we’d talk more about our fight, or about how I was jealous of Rob. But it doesn’t seem like she wants that, and who am I to argue?
I follow her into the bedroom, the sexual tension between us growing thicker. We each climb under the covers, the same sides we’d taken in Austin. She shuts off the light and flops on her side, with her back to me.
I spoon her, like we did before, and my muscles instantly relax. It’s as if our bodies are made for one another. Who needs talking when we have this?
She snuggles into me, winding her leg between mine. I wrap my arm around her, capturing her fingers, but she instead puts her hand on top, and moves my palm to her stomach, underneath her pajama top. The feeling of her soft skin sends a sharp current of desire through me, then when she wiggles her butt against my hips, my dick springs to life.
I kiss her neck, and the next thing I know, she’s sliding my hand to her breast.
I groan a little as I play with her taut nipple, then can’t take any more. Another wiggle of her butt and I’m done.
Roughly, I flip her onto her back and capture her mouth in mine. Within a minute, we’re both naked and needy, and I don’t hesitate to reach for a condom, because all I want is to bury myself inside her.
Chapter Thirty-One
LILY
Max has an incredible week. After our night together, he is perfect during the second practice, takes pole during qualifying, and is first on the podium on Sunday. Every night we sleep together, but we stop having sex the night before the race.
After the race, however, we’re both ravenous for each other. We have a quickie at the hotel between the end of the race and the celebratory party, then we spend all Sunday night in bed.
We’re still in bed Monday, and I’m hoping we won’t have another fight.
“We have few days off between races, until we have to get to Montreal on Tuesday night. Let’s go somewhere.” He says this while we’re burrowed under the covers. Like when we first met, we share a love of a subzero air conditioning while buried under a thick down duvet. We’re probably generating enough heat under the blanket to power the Las Vegas Strip.
The curtains are open, sending sunlight pouring into the room. My stomach rumbles, and I remember that I’ll need to eat at some point. That I can’t feast only on Max. I’m almost giddy that we put our fight behind us, although I know nothing’s truly resolved.
Maybe it never will be, and I need to enjoy whatever moments I can steal with him.
“Where should we go? Won’t Lucas be upset?” I roll onto my side, folding myself into his body. My lips feel kiss stung and swollen, and my entire body aches in a satisfying way. I’ve lost count of how many orgasms I’ve had, and my brain feels pleasantly fuzzy, as if I’m a little drunk on champagne.
“Hm. Somewhere private. And no, why would you say that about Lucas?”
Somewhere where we can get each other out of our systems.“He’s been a little frosty, and I get the impression he’s not okay with the two of us being together.”
Max kisses my fingers. “He doesn’t want me to be depressed again. Like I was.”
“I see.” There’s a pause, and I’m hoping this conversation doesn’t go south. So I change the subject quickly. “The Caribbean?”
I trail a finger down his chest. He’s grown a sprinkling of chest hair since we were first together. I like it. A lot.
“Perhaps. Or how about this? One of the other drivers was talking about a place north of Montreal. It’s a resort town, in the woods, secluded cabins and such.”
I lift my head. The idea of being in the cool forest after all this desert heat sounds incredibly appealing and cozy. “You know, I’ve never been up that way.”
“There’s a lake and we could swim. You in a bikini.”
“Oh yeah, that’s a real treat,” I say sarcastically.
“You really haven’t changed, have you?” He stares at me, his blue gaze unwavering.
“What do you mean?”
