Chapter Thirteen
ERIC WAS STILL riding high from the afternoon when he and Kat left the ranch for their date later that evening.
They’d been inseparable after the potato sack race, and by the time they’d returned to the ranch after the picnic, they’d felt like a couple.
He hadn’t hesitated to keep Kat in his arms as they visited with Hope, even though Hal was there chatting up the old mare—and thankfully, not only had Kat been receptive, but she’d reciprocated his affections in earnest.
He parked the car at the racetrack and cut the engine.
“What are we doing here?” Kat peered into the darkness.
“You’ll see.” He came around the car and opened her door, pulling her in close as she stepped from the car. “You said you liked to drive fast, and you really can’t do that safely on the roads, but here…”
“I am not driving a race car,” she said adamantly.
“No? Well, then, come with me, but first…” He lowered his lips to hers, giving in to the urge that had consumed him for far too long.
Her lips were warm and sweet, and when he slicked his tongue over hers, she made the sound of surrender that he’d heard in his dreams, and it nearly sent him into full-on take mode.
It took all of his focus to draw far enough back to speak.
“I love kissing you,” he said against her lips, then pressed his mouth to hers again. “I never want to stop.”
He had a burning desire, an aching need, for another kiss, and as he sealed his lips over hers, his tongue plundering her mouth, his resolve to take things slow frayed with every sexy moan that escaped her lips.
His hand moved over her hip to the curve of her ass.
God, he loved her ass. It was firm and round, and he couldn’t wait to see it bare beneath him.
He was hard as steel, and every move she made brought him closer to losing all control and letting his hands wander to all the soft, dark places he craved.
Fuck. This was anything but slow. But holy hell did she feel good, taste good.
With a groan, he tore his lips from hers. “Kat, I want to make love to you more than I’ve ever wanted any woman in my life, but…”
She pressed her hands flat on his chest, breathing hard. “We’re so bad for each other. Sorry.”
“No, darlin’. We’re perfect for each other, and this is all on me.
I can’t resist you.” He lifted her chin so he could press his lips to hers again, lightly this time.
“I want to give you a night you’ll never forget, and as much as I want that to include so much pleasure that you never want to touch another man, I promised myself that I’d be a gentleman. ”
Her eyes darkened, as she said with a soft laugh, “Well, that’s a stupid promise.”
“If I take you to bed, I’m a player. If I’m a gentleman, I’m stupid. You’re going to be the death of me.”
She dragged her finger down the center of his chest. “But what a fun death it will be.”
With another groan, he took her hand and led her toward the track.
“Fast cars and fast men go hand in hand, don’t they?” she asked as he unlocked the gate.
“It takes a certain mentality to want to push limits to the extreme and risk your life every time you’re on a track, and that need for danger probably does play out in several other parts of our lives.
” When their feet hit the pavement, the lights came on, illuminating the empty track and the bleachers beyond.
Eric’s pulse kicked up at the spectacular sight.
It happened every damn time, whether he was racing or not.
The thrill of the race and his incessant need for speed sent a burst of adrenaline through him.
“Wow, how did you get them to let us come in all alone?” Her eyes were wide as she looked around the track, finally landing on his silver Jaguar XJ220. “And holy cow, whose car is that?”
He took out his cell phone and sent off a quick text thanking his buddy Clay for taking care of the arrangements for tonight and sticking around to handle the lights.
“Celebrity has its benefits, and I rarely pull strings, but tonight”—he took her hand and led her to his car—“is special.” He loved the look of awe in her eyes, but not because he needed the ego stroke.
He loved seeing Kat happy, knowing she was being treated special, like she deserved to be.
He wasn’t kidding that he wanted to make this night unforgettable for her, and if that meant that he had to pull a few strings, her smile made it all worth it.
He opened the door to the Jag and motioned for her to climb in. “This is your night, darlin’. Take her for a ride.”
Kat took a step back and shook her head. “Oh no. I can’t drive a car that costs more than I’ve earned in my entire life.”
“You have no idea how adorable you are, do you?” He placed his hands on her hips and tipped her chin up with his finger. “It’s a car, Kat. Not an airplane.”
She shook her head. “I can’t.”
“You can. I thought you were all about conquering your fears.”
“I am, but—”
He pulled her in close. “Okay, then, I’ll take you for a spin first, and then you can drive.
” He helped her into the passenger seat, loving the way her fingers played over the rich leather seats.
“You look like you belong in this car,” he said as he hooked her seat belt.
He couldn’t resist kissing her again before settling into the driver’s seat.
The car roared to life, and he gave her hand a gentle squeeze, then kissed her knuckles. “Hang on tight, Kitty Kat, because you’re in for the ride of your life.”
“Don’t crash,” she said as she clutched the edge of the seat.
“No chance of that when I have such precious cargo.” He leaned across the seat and kissed her again, because really, it was torture not to.
THE NIGHT WAS cool, but Kat’s entire body was on fire.
She couldn’t believe Eric had made these special arrangements for her, and she wondered how he’d gotten his car here when he’d rented one at the airport.
But those questions went out the window the minute he took off around the track, leaving her heart in the dust.
“Holy crap! This is so fast!” She couldn’t stop from yelling.
There was too much fear, too much elation, rushing through her.
Everything outside her window was a blur.
She’d never been more frightened in her life, but Eric was the picture of calm, confident, and badass race car driver.
His eyes were focused on the track, his chin was set tight, and his hands gripped the steering wheel with the strength of a hurricane and the grace of a new father.
“This is nothing. I’m just getting warmed up.” He winked without taking his eyes off the road ahead. “I’d hold your hand, but safety first at this speed.”
“How fast is this speed?”
“Not very. One forty.”
Ohmygod!
“Relax, darlin’. I have a little experience with driving fast.” He kicked up the speed, and Kat felt her whole body push back into the seat.
“Close your eyes,” he said. “Feel the rush.”
She closed her eyes, focusing on her heart slamming against her ribs. She wasn’t sure if it was the speed or purely Eric.
“Inhale deeply and blow it out slowly.”
She did, and then she did it again.
“That’s it, darlin’.”
“I can’t even feel any bumps in the road!
” With her eyes still closed, it was the most incredible experience in the world, turning her trust over to him and really letting go of all control.
“It’s like we’re aboveground, floating. But more intense, like a roller coaster without all the peaks and valleys.
” She unfurled her fingers from around the edge of the seat and laid them in her lap.
Her limbs prickled with adrenaline, but the fear began to slip away.
“One day I’ll take you out in one of my convertibles, and then you’ll really feel the rush. There’s nothing like the gust of wind blowing by. It’s rejuvenating.”
She felt his energy, his confidence, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that he had a big smile on his face, which calmed more of her anxiety. He was usually darkly intense, and now all that intensity was layered in light. “Wow, you really love this.”
“There are few things I love more than driving fast. Look straight ahead, not at what’s passing by. Feel the energy of the track, feel the control, the power beneath you.”
She tried to focus on everything he said, but her eyes kept darting back to him. Energy, power, and control radiated off of him, not the car, and it drew her further in to him.
He slowed as they drove the long stretch of track leading to where they’d first begun, and when he came to a stop, Kat’s heart was still racing.
She was breathing hard, but it wasn’t fear that had her pulse skyrocketing; it was seeing the elation on Eric’s face, sensing the thrill he took from the ride.
When he reached for her hand, she realized she was gripping her thighs.
He took both of her hands in his and placed them between his own.
“Are you ready to take a spin?”
“I’m scared shitless, but I want to do it. I mean, I’m used to driving fast, but this is a whole new level of fast.” She trapped her lower lip between her teeth with the confession and placed his hand over her heart. “Feel that?”
“The thrill of the ride.” He leaned across the console and placed a kiss where his hand had been, sending shivers of lust rippling through her.
When he came around to her side of the car and helped her out, her legs were shaking.
“You’re trembling.” He pulled her flush against him and rubbed his hand down her back. “That’s totally normal. Don’t let it worry you.”
“I won’t go that fast, but you’ll be with me, right?” She felt his heart beating harder than he let on.
“Of course. I’ll be right there with you every step of the way.”
“Your heartbeat is going so fast, but you seem so calm.”
He pressed a tender kiss to her forehead. He was as strong as he was gentle, and she loved getting to know all of his complexities.