Chapter 33
LAWSON
She drags me out of the room by my hand and leads me through the halls, out the back door, and past the various garages that line the back of the building. Stopping in front of a metal door I know all too well, she keys in my code and struts inside.
Every driver here has their own garage where we are allowed to make the space our own. Kids and other fans love to see each of them when we host various events here during the season and off-season.
I look around at the painted metallic black walls, the only real color being a bendable neon light I had strung around the room in Miller Racing teal. Trophies litter various shelves and spotless tool cubbies line the far side.
In the center lies the car from my rookie season. Its beautiful, sleek, teal frame sparkles under the low lighting. It’s beautiful, a work of art really. But it’ll never compare to the woman that is walking around it. Nothing will.
Sydney spins and leans against the car, trailing her fingers over the halo. “So there’s this thing I’ve always kind of wanted to try.”
I step in close to her and cage her in with an arm on either side of her. “Oh yeah? And what’s that, sweetheart?”
“I don’t even know if it’s possible, but…”
She bites her lip and eyes the cockpit of the car. When she looks back at me, she leans forward slightly and runs her small hand over the front of my jeans.
My eyebrows raise. “Here?”
She nods wordlessly. “Think it’s possible to even do—”
“I don’t care if it is, we’re going to sure as hell make it possible.”
She squeals as I pick her up by her hips and lift her over the halo. “Thank god for your love of skirts. Face the seat. Leg on either side of the cockpit, sweetheart.”
Being the good girl she is, she complies and slides each leg under the halos until she’s straddling the small opening of the driver’s cockpit. I jump over the halo and easily slip into the seat, groaning at how perfect she looks spread out before me.
Wrapping my arms around her arse, I pull her forward until her sweet cunt is a breath away. “Of course this is perfect. Everything with you is.” Her hips roll in my hands, the hem of her skirt teasing my chin. “Is this how you pictured it?”
“This is so much better,” she says breathlessly, watching me through lust-filled eyes.
I bring one of my hands in front of her and run my knuckle over her covered center. Her head drops back on a whine, her hips moving to chase my touch.
“Are you wet for me, sunshine?”
“I’m always wet for you.”
“Yeah you are. That’s because you’re my good fucking girl, huh?”
She nods enthusiastically. “Only yours.”
“That’s right. Only mine. You and this sweet, sweet pussy.”
“Oh god,” she moans and I lightly slap her center, eliciting a shocked gasp.
“The only name I want on your lips while I’m between these perfect thighs is mine.”
She bites her lip, cheeks flaming. “Yes, sir.”
Growling, I reach forward and wrap my fingers around the edge of her lace panties. Looking up at her, I lean forward and nip at her thigh, chasing the sting away with my tongue and lips. “These are nice.”
“I love how sexy they make me feel.”
“You’re always sexy, Sydney. These are just a nice little wrapping waiting for me to rip it off of you.”
Her eyebrows shoot up. “Wait, rip?”
In one swift tug, I pull away with the scraps of her lacy pink thong hanging from my fist. Pushing up slightly, I slip it into my pocket before settling in for my celebratory meal.
I drop my eyes to between her legs and lick my lips. “Fuck, sweetheart. You’re dripping for me.” Not being able to hold back any longer, I lean forward and run my tongue up her slit.
Her hand shoots out, fingers fisting in my hair as she whimpers. I bound my arms around her thighs, my hands spanning across her lower back. Her hips roll, chasing after my mouth when I pull away.
“You’re the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.” Bringing one of my hands forward, I inch my fingers inside her and curl to hit that special spot. She gasps my name and her thighs shake.
She whines when I pull my fingers out, the evidence of her arousal glistening on them. My eyes shoot up to hers and I lift my hand. “Open. Good girl,” I purr when she sucks my fingers into her mouth. Her eyes close and she rolls her tongue, humming. “See how good you taste, sweetheart?”
She moans around my fingers, a breath rushing out of her when I pull my hand away, returning my hold on her hips.
“I hope you enjoyed that little taste because the rest of this? It’s all mine.” My words end on a growl and I use my hold on her to yank her forward.
Her moans echo off the concrete wall as I feast on her, plunging my tongue inside her tight cunt before lavishing her clit. I groan when she pulls hard on my hair, her hips pushing against my mouth.
“Lawson. I—” Her pleads break on a long moan when I slide two fingers back inside her.
“That’s it. Ride my face and hand. We don’t stop until you’ve completely soaked me.”
I dive back in, rolling my tongue over her clit as she flutters around me. Curling my fingers, I attack that magical spot at the same time as I nip at her sensitive flesh.
“Fuck,” she yells, panting. “I’m—I don’t—I feel like I’m about to explode!”
My inner caveman roars as my heart threatens to beat out of my chest. Is she about to—
“Ah!” She throws her head back, her body convulsing.
And I gladly drown in her ecstasy.
I drink down every single drop and lick her clean before leaning back. My chest rises and falls on heavy breaths, matching the tempo of hers.
Slowly she drops her chin, glassy eyes taking in my soaked face. “Did I—”
“Fuck yes you did.”
“I didn’t even think that was possible. At least, not for me.”
“I told you. When it comes to you and me, anything is possible.”
She giggles, reaching down and wiping a thumb over my lips. A breath stalls in my chest when she lifts it to her mouth, sucking on it with a hum. “You were right. Sweet.”
I push up, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her with me as I stand. Turning her around so her back is to my chest, I guide her legs back to either side of the cockpit.
She braces herself on the halo and throws a flirty look over her shoulder. “Been dreaming of this one, darkling?”
“I dream about you in every way, every position, every location. Every. Fucking. Night.” I grunt, ripping at my jeans and pushing them down my hips.
Her eyes heat and she licks her lips as my cock bobs free. Chuckling, I wrap a hand around my shaft and stroke. “Next time.” Her whine cuts off with a gasp when I rub the head through her slit, notching it at her entrance.
“I don’t know if I can be gentle right now, sweetheart. You squirting all over my face woke the beast inside and I don’t have the strength to hold him back.”
“Then don’t.” She shoots a hard look at me over her shoulder. “Give it to me, Lawson. I want every part of you. The good. The bad.” She pushes back, taking the tip inside her. “The rough.”
Growling, I flex my hands on the already tight grip I have on her hips. “Tap the hood of the car three times if it gets to be too much.” She nods and I raise my hand, slapping her perfectly round arse. “Words, love, remember? Do you understand?”
“Yes! Lawson, please. I need you inside me. Please, sir.”
I chuckle, bracing one hand on her hip while the other twines through her golden waves. Yanking her up so she’s flush against my front, I turn my head and run my teeth over her neck, stopping at her ear. “Only because you begged so nicely.”
She screams as I plunge forward, rough and unrelenting as I slam inside her at a brutal pace. Her arm shoots up, her nails digging into the back of my hand as our mouths clash.
I hiss when she bites my bottom lip, drawing blood. A groan rumbles in my chest when she licks it, soothing the sting.
“I love you,” she whispers against my lips.
“I’ve loved you for more than half my life. I’ll love you for the rest of it. And into the next. Your soul and mine. Forever.”
I let go of her hair, laying her back out in front of me. “Hold on, sweetheart. Remember the rule.”
“Three taps on the hood.”
“That’s my good fucking girl,” I bark as I thrust harder and harder.
The car shakes underneath us with the power of my movements. Our moans echoing around the room as I push us closer to the edge.
Leaning forward, I intertwine our fingers where she’s gripping onto the halo. Wrapping my other arm around her waist, I roll my fingers over her clit. She flutters around me and I bend my head, biting into her shoulder as it gives me that last shove.
“Lawson, I’m—I’m going to—”
“Come. Come all over my cock.”
“Yes!” she screams, chanting my name as she shatters around me.
I roar, my own orgasm racing through me and lighting every single one of my senses on fire until all I can feel is her, pulsing against me. Our breathing slows as we collapse forward and I catch myself with both hands now on the halo so I don’t crush her under my heavy weight.
“So much better than I could have ever imagined,” she whispers through broken breaths.
I laugh, groaning when I slip out of her. After righting my clothes, I help her clean up and lift her out of the car. When I join her back on solid ground, I pull her against my chest and kiss her softly, deeply. A complete opposite of just moments ago, the beast inside me now sated.
I eye the car and rest my lips against her temple. “I don’t think I’ll ever be able to climb into a cockpit again and not think of this.”
Her full body laugh pulls my own out. Looping her arms around my neck, she pushes up on her toes and presses her lips against mine. “Worthy celebration?”
“Oh, we aren’t done.” Pulling back, she looks up at me with a confused frown. I smirk and steal one last kiss, then speak against her lips. “Time to go home, sunshine.”