Traction - Dani Rene Page 0,18
of last night racing through my mind. I spent it swallowing back too many shots of tequila and disappointing my friends when I didn’t want any of the girls who slid their asses onto my lap. All I could think of was the beautiful, innocent girl who has stolen every thought in my mind.
In the shower, I close my eyes and picture her against the wall. I resisted doing this last night when I got home. The more I recalled those moments with her, the more I felt my blood simmer and my need boil.
Gripping my dick, I stroke it slowly, picturing those plump lips wrapped around the base as she takes me deep. I know I’ll see it in reality one day because I’m going to make her see she’s mine.
The more I replay the events of the club, the more she takes over. And it feels as if she’s really here. As if she’s actually sucking me into her hot mouth. The heat of her envelops me, and I can’t stop the pleasure from shooting through every inch of my body.
Heat sizzles, and my spine tingles as my release nears. I’m on the precipice, holding onto the picture of her on her knees. The innocent eyes looking up at me as they glisten with unshed tears because she’s taking me into her throat. The fact that she’s got her legs spread as she kneels for me. Her hand taunting her pretty pussy. All those images skitter in my mind on a loop, and soon, I’m coming.
My orgasm drips into the drain and washes away. My shoulders ease, and my muscles that were tight and knotted slowly unravel. Just like I’m going to unravel her.
I’m going to be late. I know I will. Instead of spending longer in the shower, I quickly wash off before heading into the bedroom to get dressed. Today I’m going to claim her. One way or another.
When I get into the garage, there are already a few drivers kitted out and ready to take on a practice run. I don’t see Haelee, so I make my way out into the pits to watch the race from the sidelines.
The engines roar, the warning of impending competition hanging in the air. I find Colton standing at the railing, which protects the team while they’re watching the track.
“Hey, man,” I greet when he looks at me. “What’s happening?”
“They’re doing a few laps. We’re testing the new engines.” He’s smiling, looking at ease today. With the new season coming up, I know there’s a lot of pressure on the team to do well.
“Am I training today?” I ask, knowing he’ll probably guess why I’m even querying about it.
“She’s coming in at twelve,” he tells me, answering my question with the answer I actually want. “I think you and her need to fight it out, perhaps with a race?”
“No. I’ll sort it out today.” Even though I don’t tell him how I plan to sort it out, there’s a glint in his eye and a small smile on his face.
“You know, when I first met Rylee, she fucked with my head. I wanted her more than I had any other woman. I didn’t give up,” he confesses. “I fought tooth and nail for that woman.”
I’m not sure why he’s even comparing him and his wife to Haelee and me, but there can’t be any comparison. I’m not in love with the young woman. I wouldn’t mind her bouncing on my dick, but that’s all it can ever be.
“When someone bothers you as much as I can tell Haelee does, there’s something there.” His words settle in my gut. They replay in my mind, and I question my thoughts for a moment.
Is there something between her and me? Something tangible?
“I’ll think about it,” is all I say before heading back into the building to grab a coffee. I need time to think before she arrives. I wanted to taunt her today, get her in my bed tonight, and tomorrow, I’d be fine. But something Colton said niggles at me. Haelee does bother me. But not in the way most other women do. She does something to me. There’s a possessiveness I feel for her, and it’s new to me.
Now all I have to do is figure out what the fuck to do with that emotion.
I’m finishing up my third coffee, dressed and ready to ride, when she walks in dressed in a pair of long slacks that hug her ass