Chapter 22
Chapter Twenty-Two
Ana?s
He oversteered. It was obvious. We watched it back numerous times.
Everything after qualifying has been about that.
He brought out a red flag and messed up other drivers’ times, so there are a few that are pissed.
It happens, though. He didn’t do it on purpose.
Now, he just needs to forget about it and move on.
Locking up my office, I pull my bag onto my shoulder and roll my neck. I need an early night. I’m exhausted. Walking towards the exit of our garage, I am dragged into a room and before I can respond, Creed is standing in front of me.
“You left.”
“I did.” I tug my arm from his grip and cross my arms under my full chest.
His eyes drop.
“I told you it wasn’t over.”
“It was over the moment you let Royce into the room. It was for the best, it was just another sign from the universe that this is not meant to happen.” I swallow, my voice level but inside I am squirming, my mind flashing back to last night.
That one will definitely be used when I am having some solo time.
“Oh, Ace.” He smirks, placing his arm on the wall next to my head, slightly trapping me in. “It will happen, we’re inevitable.”
“Keep telling yourself that, stud.” I wink. “Now, if you’ll excuse me.” I duck under his arm and open the office door. “I have plans.” I walk away from him, swaying my hips from side to side knowing that he is watching me.
Letting myself into the room, I drop my bag and seek out Nora who is laying on the sofa.
“What a day.” I sigh, dropping down just as she lifts her legs up for me to sit. I place her feet in my lap.
“Tell me about it. I have had to deal with a five-foot nine toddler today.”
“I feel bad for you.” I wince; I know how bad Royce can be when something doesn’t go his way.
“I had to step in so many times when the press got to him.”
I glance over at her, she looks exhausted.
“Why don’t you go and have a bath and we can watch a film?” I suggest “I need to wind down tonight, it’s been a day.” I give her feet a squeeze.
“I wish I could.” She sits up, folding her legs under her. “Saint Onyx want to announce the signing of Cowan on Monday morning. The rumours are in full swing, and Kai is getting twitchy. He knows. He isn’t stupid. So, I need to do damage control and get things under wraps.”
“That sucks.” I sigh.
“Just part of the job, baby girl.”
I push to my feet. “Shall I order room service in?”
“Sounds perfect.” She smiles and I smile back as I walk towards my room.
“Oh, I left you a present on your bed.” My steps falter as I look at the bag sitting pretty in the middle.
I know what bag that is.
I did some ad work with them a year ago.
“The fuck is this?” I call out and I hear her giggling getting closer.
“Well, seeing as you aren’t getting any, I thought a little toy would help those cravings… Keeps you away from Sexy Lexy, anyway.” She pushes me in the shoulder and disappears.
Stepping closer, I reach for the bag and pulling out the sleek box. Unwrapping it, I lift the lid and see a big, pink, vibrator.
“Holy shit.”
“You’re welcome!” she calls back and I face palm myself.
Laying on my bed, I side eye the box. It’s intimidating. I ignore it and focus on the tv screen as I flick aimlessly and end up watching How To Lose A Guy In Ten Days.
Classic.
The film credits roll in and my phone buzzes on the side. Reaching for it, I expect to see a message from Rue but it’s Creed. Waiting a moment before I open it, I inhale heavily and click on his message.
Creed
I can’t stop thinking about you, Ace.
I hover my fingers over the screen, not sure if I want to reply or not but he sends another message.
We can’t keep avoiding each other. Like I said earlier, we’re inevitable.
Scoffing, I type back.
We’re not going to happen, Creed.
Watching the three dots pop up, my stomach twists.
We are. All bets are off, Ace. I don’t know how much longer I can stay away from you.
My skin prickles with anticipation. Maybe we just needed to fuck then it’ll be out of our system. Maybe it was just sexual tension. Once we had done it, he would move onto the next girl, and I could move on too.
Okay. Let’s do this then. Next time we have an opportunity, take it. Or will you back out like you have done the last two times?
I feel brazen, but on the inside, I am crippled with anxiety. I want this as much as he does, but at the same time, I don’t. It could and most likely will fuck everything up. My job is most important. But, on the upside, I had my own influencer career that I was still tapping into it.
My phone buzzes in my hand and my eyes drop down.
Don’t threaten me, Ace. I’ll come to your room right now and prove I won’t back out.
I giggle and a delicious pulse between my legs distracts me.
I know I shouldn’t provoke him, but I was feeling in a teasing mood and I know this will rile him up.
Grabbing the box of my new vibrator, I place it on the bed and unbox it then lay it down on the duvet.
I wrap my fingers around the girth, and it looks even bigger in my small hands.
My gold thumb ring is on show; my soft French manicured nails look pretty against the hot pink.
Stay focused.
Snapping a photo, I write a message underneath.
At least Burt doesn’t back out. Got to go, got an orgasm booked in.
Another soft giggle leaves me, and I toss my phone down on the bed knowing full well Creed will react.
Minutes pass and my heart is in my throat—he still hasn’t replied. Picking the phone up, I check to see if he has read it. He did. Five minutes ago, and nothing.
Feeling hot under the collar, my skin tingles. That delicious pulse is throbbing, and I know I need a release. Eyeing the vibrator, I contemplate it and before I can change my mind, I swipe it up and take it into the bathroom and clean it up.
Sitting on the bed, I rest against my pillows and bend my knees, feet pressed into the mattress.
Teasing the vibrator over me, I hook my frilly shorts to the side and press the on button.
The soft vibrations pulse against my clit, a small gasp leaving my lips.
I needed this more than I had thought. I’m so pent up and this is the perfect release.
My eyes fall between my legs and I watch as I work myself up, slipping it between my pussy and edging the head at my opening.
My mouth drops open and I see my arousal coating the tip.
My nipples strain against the thin material of my cropped tee and a shiver dances up and down my spine.
Dragging it back to my clit, I press a little harder, my fingers brushing over my nipples.
The soft sound of commercials play in the background. Cautious that Nora is next door, I try and keep the noise down, but the pleasure is shredding me, bit by bit.
My heavy breathing turns into a soft moan. Letting my fingers trail down my heaving chest, I slip them between my legs and tease them at my wetness, coating my fingers. My eyes flutter shut as my head tilts back slightly, tempting flutters fill my lower stomach and I feel my body tense.
But that moment is snatched away when I hear the sound of my bedroom door opening. My eyes widen when I see Creed standing there.
His hooded gaze burns into me, fists curled, lips twisted into a smirk.
“Creed,” I whisper, my cheeks flamed pink.
Turning the vibrator off, I swallow the lump that has formed in my throat and let the pink plastic fall from my fingers as I cover myself up.
He steps into the room, kicking the door closed behind him.
“The only person giving you an orgasm is me. Not Royce, not Burt, not anyone.” He growls and my skin explodes with goosebumps.
I don’t have a chance to even respond; he is in front of me in three long strides. Knelt on the bed, his fingers curl around the base of my throat. I tilt my head back as I look at him, his eyes softening as I do.
“Nora.” I pant.
“Not a problem.” He licks his lips. “You like teasing me, don’t you, Ace?”
I smirk, nodding. “I know you can’t resist.”
I lick my lips, and he groans, his lips crashing into mine.
I know this time nothing is going to stop us.
My fingers crawl over his shoulders before linking my hands around the back of his neck and holding him where I want him.
He moves onto the bed, one of his large hands pushing my legs wide as he nestles between them, edging me back towards the headboard.
“Do you know how long I have wanted this? How long I have waited?” He breaks away from my lips, his words soft.
“A few weeks,” I tease, my eyes dropping to his full mouth.
“I wish.” He sounds pained. “From the moment Royce brought you home, I wanted you… needed you… craved you,” he admits. “You must have known I was besotted with you. Any moment I got to speak to you, to be near you… The smallest finger brush had my skin tingling for hours.”
I swallow, heart thumping in my chest. I swear if he tears his eyes from mine, he will see the way it’s distended from my skin.
“I needed you to be mine,” he whispers, his lips brushing against mine. “But I never would have taken you from Royce.”
“Stop talking,” I say in a breathy voice, I am scared he is going to make me second guess this moment.
“Gladly.” A small smile tugs at his lips as he kisses me, one hand curled around my waist as if holding me in place. “Did your little friend Burt make you come, Ace?”
“I wouldn’t say it was little, would you?” My eyes flick to his and I watch as they darken in an instant, his fingers tightening around his throat.
“I will ruin you for anyone else, Ace. Even Burt won’t hit the spots like I do.”
“Those empty threats are getting a boring.” I smirk at him and he growls.