Pole Position (14 page)

“Oh god, he’s still banging Carey too?  What an idiot.” He said. 

When that week started I discovered that the black haired girl was in two of my classes.  I watched her as she walked into the room, sure enough Lance sat on one side of her and her friend on the other side.  Every time I would look at her, within seconds she would be turning around in her seat to look around the room.  Once her eyes landed on me I’d grin at her, she would blush then turn back around.  Lance would give me a warning look then start whispering in her ear.  A couple of the professors insisted that we do introductions, like we were in fucking high school.  I introduced myself but Lance was busy talking to the girl with the black hair.  She finally introduced herself as “Chass” and she was from Kansas.  I tried to figure out why that was all too familiar but I just couldn’t figure out where I had heard that name before.  I knew it wasn’t somebody that I had screwed around with, because I would never forget those eyes or that beautiful hair, or that smile.  I called my brother Jason to ask him if the name sounded familiar but he said it didn’t ring a bell with him.  Mom was on a cruise with her new husband so I couldn’t call her.  The only thing I knew about her was she was “Chass from Kansas” and she was a first year sports med student. 

Later in the week I went to the office to see if they would give me Chass’s last name, needless to say they told
me no.  I caught her walking into the cafeteria and tried to talk to her, but she was having no part of it and called me a stalker, creeper and an asshole.  When I lowered my head to her ear and told her that I would figure out how I knew her I couldn’t help but smile when tiny little goose bumps formed on her neck.  I opened the door to the cafeteria for her, she hurried past me then went and sat down with Lance, Mitch and her friend Asher.  I tried to talk to Asher to see if she would tell me more about Chass she held her hands up in surrender, “I’m not giving you any more info than what she has, you’re freaking her out though.” She told.  Well fucking great, now  I was starting to feel bad.   Since we had some of the same classes together, I would set there and stare at her for most of the class, just trying to figure out where I knew her from. 

I went to her dorm one night, when I knocked on the door the look she gave was a look of shock that I was standing there.  I asked her if I could come in but she told me no, I pushed her inside the door then slammed it behind me.  I pinned her against the door lowered myself to eye level with her.  She was shaking and breathing heavy as I moved in closer to her, “Chass how the fuc
k do I know you?” I asked. 

“I don’t know.” She stuttered out. 

Standing so close to her, I moved in closer just about to kiss her.  My heart was hammering against my chest, I was sure that Chass could feel it.  My lips barely touched hers when there was a knock at the door.  I moved my mouth away from hers and growled against her neck and asked who she was expecting, “L..Lance.” she whispered then pushed me away.  I had to adjust myself through my jeans, I could tell that she was clearly turned on just as much as I was.  She took a deep breath before she opened the door, Lance looked at her then to me.  I told him I was just there to talk to Chass about returning a part for me the next time she went home. 

A couple of days later I overheard Chass talking to her friend Asher outside of class,
about going out Friday night.  I raced a couple different tracks, some night’s I would race Friday some weekends I would race Saturday with Friday off.  They walked into the class room and sat down.  I grabbed a slip of paper from Jerod, and wrote my phone number on it.  I slipped it onto her laptop keyboard when I walked past her desk.  When I turned around she was putting it in the pocket of her backpack.  Her phone was still laying on her desk, when she never reached for it I wrote another note and walked past her desk again.  I told her either she text me or I would pull a Tom Cruise from Top Gun on her.  I grabbed a sheet off the professor’s desk then walked back to my desk.  A few minutes later my phone went off with a text from her asking me what I wanted.  I laughed to myself and text her back.  We continued texting, I wanted to know who she was going out with Friday, I was pretty sure it was Lance but I wanted her to tell me.  When she didn’t respond I asked her if his kiss does things to her body like mine does.  She whipped around in her chair and glared at me, her friend Asher reached over and yanked her phone out of her hands.  She read the text between us and started silently laughing, I smiled as Chass yanked her phone back from Asher.  The text were going fine until she called me “
Jay
” that honest to god confused the shit out of me.  When I asked her about it she said that
*You are Jay*
I laughed out loud and sent her back that my friends call me “J” short for “Jet”.   She tried changing the subject, asking where the professor was, since he was late.  This professor was horrible about fucking chic’s in his class and showing up late, usually with twenty minutes of class left.   After class was let out Chass all but ran out of the room with Asher right behind her, laughing.  I caught up to them just when Asher asked about the kiss between us, “It was NOT a kiss” Chass said then started to walk away, I caught up to her and whispered in her ear.  “Re-read your texts, like I said, our first kiss will be when you’re underneath me screaming my name while I’m buried deep inside you.” I said then  laughed and walked away.

Friday came around, race night for Jerod
and I.  We were at the shop working on finishing up the car and putting the sponsor decals on.  My cousin’s car was ready we just needed to get the haulers pulled around so we could load the cars.  His cell phone rang, a few minutes later he walked back into the shop. 

“I swear man, these women are getting to be to god damn clingy.  Whining because I don’t go out on Friday night’s  I’ve told them over and over, Friday night is race night.” Jerod told me.  I laughed as we continued to work on my car. We loaded them
into the haulers then left to go racing. 

As we drove through town in the semi, we stopped at a stop light next to a restaurant.  I glanced down, “Jerod is that’s
Lance’s pickup?”

He leaned over “Yeah…isn’t that him sitting with some hot chick next to the window?”

I looked up to see Chass and Lance staring at each other, he was holding one of her hands on the table and smiling at her.  I pulled my phone out and sent her a text *
Kiss him!!  Kiss Him
!!*

The light changed to green, Jerod shifted gears “You know her?” he asked me.

“I think I do but for the life of me I don’t know from where.” I told him.  I looked down at my phone to see that she had read my message but didn’t bother replying back. We got to the race track and unloaded our cars, having a hauler that could haul both cars worked great for Jerod and me.

I
thought about Chass the entire time I was at the track, it wasn’t like me to be distracted while I was racing.  Hell there were times I’d forget to breathe for almost an entire lap because I was so focused on the damn race.  It wasn’t until I would get light headed under my helmet that I realized I needed to breathe.  

During the heat race Jerod’s motor blew up, so he loaded up and waited for me to race the A-feature.  When I got out there I had a horrible vibration, thinking it was mud inside a rim I kept racing, then my engine blew up.  A fireball shot through the cockpit blinding me for a second causing me to hit the wall coming out of turn four. 
I climbed out of the car, took my helmet off and threw it at my car, my temper was something I needed to work on at the races for damn sure.  I was pissed that I now needed a new engine along with a new bumper and front clip for my car, but I was pissed that I had been too wrapped up in my thoughts about Chass to be able to hear my own engine.   So the track crew pulled my car back to the trailer, we used the winch to pull it inside.  Jerod looked at me “Well fuck this night has went to shit let’s head back to town.”

On the way back to town we got behind a Camaro with Kansas license plates, Chass had text me back asking if I was stalking her.  I really wish she would quit using the word stalker, I wanted her but I’d never actually stalk a woman to get her attention.  We were texting back and forth until she told me that she was busy with Lance.  I laughed out loud, “What’s so funny?” Jerod asked. 

“Fucking Chass, that’s her in front of us and she’s telling me she’s still with Lance.  All up on him.” I told him while still laughing.  She had no idea that I was right behind her. 

“Oh really?” Jerod said with an evil grin.  I sent her a text back telling her that I was right behind her, Jerod flipped the
bright lights on and off at her.  Then busted up laughing when Chassis stuck her hand out the window and flipped us off before pulling into the mall parking lot. 

I told Jerod to follow her, she was just getting out of her car when I ran up behind her, spun her around and pinner her against the car.  Looking into her eyes, everything bad that had happened at the track melted away.  “How’s that cuddle time going?” I was standing close enough to her that her chest was pressed against my breast bone, I could feel her nipples get hard and press against me.  “Are you not wearing a bra?” I asked raised my eyebrows at her.  She pushed at my chest and called me a stalker again.  I walked back to the semi, when I climbed in Jerod was shaking his head. 

“How’d that go for you?” He asked with a small laugh and pulled out of the parking lot. 

We pulled the rig into the shop, “Well let’s get these to hunks of junk unloaded and see what the damage is.” I told Jerod.  My brother Jason had followed us in his pickup when he walked in the shop he looked at me and laughed.

“The chic at the mall didn’t seem too thrilled to see you.”

I flipped him off as I lowered the door on the trailer, “
She’s playing a game that she really shouldn’t with me.”

Him and Jerod both rolled their eyes and helped me get my car pulled out of the trailer then Jerods.  We stood there drinking a beer just looking at the cars, we agreed that mine needed to have a new front stub put on it, so Jason got to work cutting off the mangle
d mess on my car as Jerod and I pulled the engine on his car.  I had a spare three-eighty-three stroker engine for my car and Jerod had a spare four-o-six for his.  It took us about three hours to change his engine, finally about four thirty in the morning we decided to call it quits and come back the following day to work on mine some more. 

I didn’t wake up until about noon the next day, instead of going for a run at the track I went to the fitness center that the college had.  I had just finished doing squats when some of the cheerleaders came over and told me not to forget about the “Welcome Back” party.  That made me think of the W
elcome Back Wax that Chass had told me she went and had done for Lance. 

I text Jerod to make sure he wasn’t doing anything so he could go with me, then text Jason to tell him that we would work on the cars another day to meet us at the bar.
  We didn’t have to wait since the bouncer knew us, my ex-girlfriend Megan tried to latch on to me to get in with us.  I pushed her away and she started throwing a fit “Why are you such an asshole to me my god!” she screamed causing everybody that was standing in line to turn and stare at us.  I shook my head and walked away from her.

Just as we walked
into the club, my mom tried calling me, I should have talked to her but I was in no mood to hear all the mooshey shit she probably wanted to tell me about her honeymoon.  I really did like her new husband, he treated her like a queen, she was happy that was all that mattered to my brother and I.  Tonight though, I needed some alcohol to drown my sorrows over the engine and my wrecked race car. 

I scanned the crowd of people, as I p
ushed my way towards the bar.  Then I heard the most beautiful laugh, the laugh that brought chills to my skin and caused my dick to get rock hard.  I looked out to the dance floor, there was Chass laughing and dancing with Asher.  She was wearing a white sleeveless sundress with a black belt around her tiny waist, and a pair of black cowboy boots.  I stared at her as she moved her hips along with the music, she smiled and laughed at each guy that Asher pushed away.  When the DJ put on a song by Usher Lance was right there pulling her close to him, my cousin Jerod shoved a beer in my hand then looked out to see who I was staring at.  “Jesus Christ you’re obsessed man.” He said with a chuckle.  I rolled my eyes as we made our way over to a table where the rest of the guys from our house were sitting.  I could see Chass slowly grinding her hips along with Lance, he had his head bowed down resting his forehead against hers.  I’m surprised the beer bottle in my hand didn’t shatter as tight as I was gripping it. 

“JET!! Hello?  Quit eye fucking her and tell us what happened
last night.” One of the guys said.  I looked over at him took a long drink of beer, “Engine blew sky fucking high is what happened, I hit the wall because it shot a mother fucking ball of fire into the cockpit.” I told him, then looked back out to see that Asher, Mitch, Lance and Chass were no longer on the dance floor. 

“So now what?” another guy asked, I continued looking around the growing crowd but couldn’t see Chass. 

“Now I put the backup engine in and pray to god it holds together long enough for me to do a rebuild.” I told him. 

I caught Chass out of the corner of my eye, I stood up just as her and Asher
started to walk by me.  I grabbed her drink, handed it to Asher then pulled Chass onto the dance floor. 
Jason Aldean’s ‘Night Train’
started playing as I pulled Chass closer to me.  I towered over Chass by at least one foot, she looked up at me and smiled, instantly everything from the race track melted away.  All I could do was stare back into her beautiful eyes as the song played.  I started talking to her, “Chass the way your body is reacting right now, only I can do this to you, and only you can do it to me.” I said into her ear.  She whimpered as I made slows circles on her lower back and pushed my erection into her stomach.  She ran her fingers lightly up and down the base of my neck as we continued to sway back and forth, my heart felt like it was literally about to beat out of my chest.  I sang the song next to her ear until it ended.  When the song changed to a
Pitbull
song I still didn’t let her go, I couldn’t.  He was singing about giving everything tonight, I pulled her back against my chest as the people ran to the dance floor and started jumping around and grinding against each other.  Running my hands down her goose bump covered arms I grabbed her wrists then pulled her hands behind my neck, I slid my hands down her shoulders to her hips and tightened my grip.  People were jumping around, bumping into us as the floor flooded with more people.  We were both breathing heavy as the song continued bumping through the speakers. The only thing I could think of is how she felt pressed against me, how her hair smelled like vanilla, the way our bodies trembled as we continued to sway and grind along with the music.  “Go home with me.” I said into her ear.  She shook her head no, I slid my hand down her hip to the bottom of her dress.  “You can either go home with me or I’ll make you cum right here on the dance floor Chass.” I said as I slide my hand under her dress, I knew people wouldn’t be paying attention, there were so many around us, they couldn’t see my hand anyways.  I slid my hand to her ass cheek, I growled when I didn’t feel panties.  Jesus Christ, her skin felt like silk, her chest was heaving up and down as my fingers lightly skimmed over her upper thigh.  I lowered my mouth next to her ear, inhaling her scent of vanilla. “I’ll make you cum right here on the dance floor, then you’ll have to go back over to Lance knowing that it was my fingers that made you cum.” I told her.  My dick was pressing against my jeans as she continued to press her ass harder against me.