Stick Shift (13 page)

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“Are you okay? I was so scared. You hit so hard, and then the car that lifted you up…” Her arms tightened, and the whispers around them faded away until all she knew was the two of them. He licked a path up her neck to her ear, then nipped the lobe before burying his face in her hair.

“I want you, Lily. Right now.”

His whispered words mirrored her thoughts. “Yes.”

He pulled away and took her hand in his, ignoring all the comments coming from behind them. There would be so many questions, so much speculation, but she didn't care. He was all that mattered to her.

She belonged with Cam in whatever capacity he wanted her, for however long he wanted her. That didn't fit with the real world she had to return to, but for the days she had left, with him is where she wanted to be.

“Give me one sec, baby.”

Lily nodded at him. He didn't want to let go of her hand, but needed to talk to Ronnie, needed to find out what had happened during the few seconds he'd blacked out after hitting the wall. Lily didn't know about that, and he didn't intend for her to ever know. The worry in her eyes cut at him, and for the first time since meeting her, he began to wonder if he could do this to her every week. Then again, even if they went back to being nothing more than fan and driver, she would worry for him, and it would gnaw at him until he could contact her and let her know he was okay.

The best way to handle it was to keep her with him, to reassure her immediately, to let her touch him, making sure for herself that he was fine. A grin split his face. Yep, he just needed to keep her.

He left her standing at the garage entrance. “Ronnie,” he called.

Ronnie came forward and smiled. “Cam. Damn boy, you know how to give an old man a heart attack.”

“I'm good. Anything happen? Any explanations? Any apologies?”

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“Nope. Nothing.”

“Asshole.”

“Yep. You cuttin' out?”

“I am. Taking her home.”

“Give her some good lovin' tonight. She needs it.”

“I'm the one who was in a crash.” Mock hurt laced his voice.

“I know, but that little girl there saw life without you flash before her eyes, and it scared her.”

Cam nodded. “Talk to you tomorrow.” He walked away and took Lily by the hand again, bringing it to his mouth for a kiss. She looked at him with unguarded lust and emotion. He had her. “Going to my place.”

“Okay.”

He held out his other hand. “Give me your keys.”

“I didn't drive. Alli did.”

“Excellent.”

“Do you want me to drive? I think I remember how to get to your house.”

“No. I'm fine.” He squeezed her hand as they finished the walk to the designated parking area. He located his truck after a few minutes and got Lily settled inside before he climbed behind the wheel. He turned his head toward her to find her staring at him with that same hungry look from before. “How are you, baby? You look kind of shaken.”

“I am. That was the most scared I've ever been in my life.”

She hadn't put her seat belt on yet, and he reached over and pulled her close.

“I'm safe. I'm good. I'm not hurt.”

“I know, but that hit—it was so hard, and you…you…” She took a deep, shuddering breath and turned her face into his neck.

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“I'm sorry, baby.” It was a terrible crash. There'd been blackness, followed by lots of stars, and then everything slowly came back into focus. He wasn't dizzy or light-headed; he was just… He pressed his lips to the top of her head, inhaling deeply. She smelled like a race: cars and rubber and dust and engines. His very favorite smells.

He'd been in bad wrecks before, worse than this one, but that was different. It had just been him before, so to speak, and that wasn't the case this time. She was involved now. His first thought after the crash once he'd realized all his body parts were still in working order, was of her. Every thought since then had been of her.

Was she all right? Was she scared? Was she worried? She wasn't weak, and he knew that, but there was an emotional price in sports like this for the significant others and family members.

She was his significant other too. There was no doubt about that.

He'd fallen so hard for her. He didn't fight it, hadn't even thought to fight it, didn't want to fight it. He'd always been a believer in things happening for a reason and for whatever reason, fate had placed her in his path.

“Cam?”

Her voice was husky, much like it was when she was aroused. He smiled. The urgent need for her that had assailed him when he'd seen her outside the care center hadn't diminished, but he'd tamped it down in the face of her worry. It flared to life now. She lifted her head, and he turned his toward her. The kiss was like lightning, searing and white-hot. It flashed across his soul and struck his balls with intense lust. They weren't going to make it back to his place.

He broke the kiss and glanced around. The race was still going on, and while the lights around the track were bright and could be seen from miles away, they were so deep in the infield, the only other people who would happen by would be other drivers who had wrecked like him. Sure, security did passes, but he wasn't worried about it.

“Get your jeans off.”

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“What? Here?”

“Yes, here. Get them off.” As he was issuing the order, he was tearing at the buttons on his, freeing his rock-hard penis. He pressed the button near the door and pushed the seat back as far as it could go, which wasn't too much farther, maybe an inch or two. He tilted the steering wheel. The second she had her jeans off, he grabbed for her and pulled her over his lap.

The space was tight, but the close confines were soon forgotten as she straddled his thighs, and he thrust his cock inside her cunt. Lips clashed again, tongues danced, and the tightest pussy he'd ever known was riding him. Her body pressed his into the seat as she fucked him. She didn't let up, and he wouldn't have allowed her to if she'd tried.

She groped at his shirt until she'd worked her fingers under it, then scraped her nails along his skin. The way she squeezed his cock when she rose up so that only the crown was inside her drove him insane. She slid back down with such sweet ease that he hissed his breath out between clenched teeth.

Sex with her was frenzied, hard, and full of desperate hunger. His balls ached to spill deep inside her, and he grabbed at her ass, rocking her on his lap.

He sighed against her neck. “You're going to be the death of me.”

“No more than you are for me.”

Cam smirked and licked her skin. He couldn't deny the truth in either of their words. But goddamn, going out like this was whole lot better than going out any other way he could think of.

He pressed his heels to the floor and lifted his ass off the seat. Her moan echoed through the cabin of the truck. He did it again, and she simply held on, gripping his waist. She tilted her head back, leaving the column of her throat open to his mouth. It was an invitation he couldn't refuse as he grasped her skin between his teeth and sucked. He intended to leave a love bite on her, a physical mark on her creamy skin that she couldn't deny or hide.

“Cam?”

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“Yeah, baby?”

“I see lights coming toward us.”

Reluctantly Cam lifted his head and looked out the window. Security. Shit, he thought with a grin. The golf cart was still down at the end of the row of parked vehicles, but eventually it would be even with them. If the guard got curious and flashed his light in the windshield, he'd see Lily. Getting caught screwing by track security could be a bit of a sticky situation.

He was torn between continuing like they were and having her finish him off in her mouth. But God, he loved just being buried inside her. “It's security.”

She tensed as soon as the word was out of his mouth. He had known she would. Exhibitionism wasn't something he'd imagine to be too high on her fantasy list.

“Oh no.”

He pulled her face toward him and kissed her lips, licking at them, trying to melt her rigid posture. When she sagged against him again and started grinding on his cock, he pulled away. “Wanna finish me off in your mouth or wait until we get back to my place?”

“Mmmm.”

“Mmmm?”

She lifted and worked her way off his lap. He immediately wanted to pull her back but didn't have to as she bent and took his cock between her lips, drawing him into her mouth.

Fuck yes. The woman was definitely going to kill him.

Her head bobbed up and down in his lap after she laid herself flat on the bench seat of the cab. Her bare ass jiggled as she wiggled against the cool leather, and it was only then that he realized one of her arms was not visible. She was masturbating.

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He reached over and swatted her ass. She responded with a deep-throated moan and a nip at the head of his dick. Naughty girl. He'd get her later for that one.

The security cart pulled up in front of Cam's truck just as he turned the ignition. The guard waved up at him, and Cam grinned as he lightly pressed on the gas pedal and gunned the engine.

Cam got them out on the open highway through back roads that weren't yet crowded with what he knew would be a bitch of a traffic jam. Lily kept writhing on the seat, riding her clit and sucking at his cock, pulling on him, licking him, driving him toward an orgasm that he hoped didn't cause his second crash of the day.

Her movements became more frantic, and she lowered one of her legs to the floorboard. She pushed her face down to the bottom of his cock, and her throat opened up for him. She wasn't sucking him but was breathing roughly through her orgasm. Her body rocking on her fingers with her ass in the air, and her little grunting noises around the shaft inside her mouth pushed him to the edge of reason.

He depressed the Cruise Control button and planted his feet flat on the floor board just a fraction of a second before he pumped his seed down her throat. His balls pulled tight against his body as his cum gushed from his cock and he held the wheel in a death grip.

She swallowed everything he gave her, and when he was somewhat calm again—and she had cleaned all remnants of stickiness from his cock—he tapped his foot on the brake to gain control of the speed again.

She lifted her head from his lap, then sat up, licking her fingers while staring straight ahead through the front window, a slight smile on her face.

He realized then that he might have to rethink the whole exhibitionism thing.

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“Did he bump you on purpose?”

Lily's head rested against Cam's chest. They'd gotten to his house after he'd had to make a U-turn because he'd passed his exit during his orgasm, and they'd barely made it up the stairs before he tackled her on the bed. The sex that time had been long, but no less hard and rough. He'd turned her every which way before he let either of them come again. He'd also spanked her for having nipped at his cock.

She was growing quite fond of being spanked and wondered not for the first time, what other kinky things he might be into and if she'd like to venture further down those roads as well.

He wrapped his arm around her back and held her close against his side. “Who knows. I'd like to think he didn't, but who knows.” Jake used to be great, but he'd lost his edge a long time ago. Now it was just sad watching him out on the track.

“Have you given any more thought to coming out to California with me next month?”

“Yes.”

“Yes as in 'yes, you're coming with me,' or yes as in you've been thinking about it?”

She had. A lot. She wanted to go with him, but could she? Really? There were still a whole two months of summer left, and she didn't exactly have to go back home to Florida just yet. She was sure the girl replacing her in the orchestra for the summer series was enjoying every moment, and her private students were in capable hands for the rest of the school year. And though money was not real 101

plentiful at the moment, she hadn't had to spend a penny of her own money since she'd been at Candi's…

Going with him, however, was a big commitment. Would he want her to travel more with him? What would happen if they ended up getting on one another's nerves?. How would she feel if it were an only-summer fling? If she got to be with him for those extra two months before she had to get back home to work. Would she ever get over him then? She wasn't sure she'd get over him now, but then…

“Yes, I've been thinking about it.”

“And?”

“I don't know yet, Cam. I'd like to. You know that I would…”

“Yes, I do. So what's the problem?”

“I just don't know that it's practical.”

He rolled her onto her back and leaned over her. She loved looking at him, whether he was right side up or upside down. Her heart was all wrapped up in him, no matter how she tried to deny it or keep it from happening. She'd been lost the moment he'd smiled just for her.

“What does practical have to do with it? You're not still on about the age thing, are you?”

Was she? No. She wasn't. His age and her age didn't matter at all to her anymore. Truth was, they never really had. They were just something superficial to try and fend off her growing want and hunger for him. “No, it's not the age thing.”

“The fame thing? You know it's not that big a deal. Only people in racing know who I am and really…”

Is that what kept her undecided on pursuing things further with him? No, she knew it wasn't that either. It really was, as she'd decided before, her heart that kept her grounded and firmly rooted.