Traction - Dani Rene Page 0,50

bundle of nerves between my thighs.

“Look at me, speedy,” he commands in a low growl, and my eyes snap open to meet those ocean eyes. “I want you to come for me, baby,” he rasps as he pulls out and slams back in. His hips moving faster and faster with every thrust, and I feel like I’m about to fly over the edge of a cliff.

Kayden’s mouth is on mine as I scream out when my body pulses around his. He doesn’t relent, instead continuing to fuck me into the mattress. My body merely a rag doll for him to use for his pleasure as mine sends trembles through every inch of me.

Seconds later, Kayden looks up, locking his gaze on mine before he pulls out of me, causing me to wince, and my gaze widens when he pulls the condom from his cock and jerks himself all over me.

The stickiness hits my stomach and mound as he paints me with his release. “Mine.” The word is a growl of possessiveness as Kayden smirks, his hand reaching for my body, and he gently rubs his arousal into the smooth skin he’s just marked.

18

Kayden

It’s been a few days since I felt her around me, and I can’t stop thinking about it. About how she felt. We haven’t had a chance to spend time together since the week has brought a lot of meetings, along with discussions with the board I needed to deal with. But now, as I walk into the building, making my way to the track, I smile because I can hear the engines rumbling, and the smell of gasoline is everywhere.

Text messages don’t do Haelee justice. The moment I see her standing at one of the cars, talking to a mechanic, I stop for a moment to take in the tight pants she’s wearing that accentuate her beautiful ass.

Her hair hangs in long waves down her back, and her long-sleeved top does nothing to hide her curves. I make my way over to see what they’re doing, and I’m filled with pride when I hear her talking shop with the mechanic.

She knows her stuff. Her dad was amazing to teach her about cars, giving her a gift that will always ensure she can handle shit like this on her own. She doesn’t need me, and at times, that’s what scares me.

But then she turns to look at me, and I realize even though she may not need me, she wants me. She has feelings, just like mine.

“Hi,” she greets, springing toward me and wrapping her arms around my neck. It seems everyone knows about us because our show of affection is met with whoops and cheers.

“I missed you, speedy,” I tell her honestly.

She smiles up at me, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I missed you more.” Her lips mold to mine, and once again, the guys cheer us on with laughs and shouts of approval.

“Are you ready to head out?” I ask her. It’s almost five, and I’m hungry—for both dinner and my girl. The plan was to go to a restaurant, but right now, all I can think about is getting her back to my place so we can enjoy each other again.

“See you later, guys.” She waves at the team, and we’re out. In the car, I turn on the engine and glance over at her. A smile graces her lips, and I’m so tempted to steal another kiss, but that can wait until we get to my apartment.

“Did you have a good day?”

“Yeah, I miss being at the track, but with this being my final year of school, I need to focus,” Haelee informs me, and I realize she’s right. That means she’ll be busy with her studies, and we may have less time together.

“I have to be honest. I missed you today,” I confess.

“Are you being cheesy, Mr. Mercer?” Haelee teases. “Because I like that side of you.” The happiness emanating from her makes my chest fill with affection. I never want to see her cry.

“There’s a lot more where that came from, and I have it waiting at home.” My tone is filled with warning, and she playfully snakes her hand over my crotch, earning her a growl of approval.

“If you keep that up, you’re going to have to take care of it for me,” I remark. Casting a quick glance at Haelee, I note the pink on her cheeks. She doesn’t move her hand. Instead, she slowly teases by stroking my hardening