Fuck. It’s enough to make me almost come in my pants.
I hold her close as she shakes in my arms. My lips press warm kisses and words of praise against her neck.
“So good, Audrey. So fucking good.”
The station is in sight, and the doors will open soon. I pull my hand out, and she spins to face me as I suck her release from my fingers.
“As sweet as I remember,” I groan. “So fucking good.”
Her lips are swollen as I step closer, swiping my thumb across them. She sucks my digit into her mouth. Warm and hot, sending need spiraling through me.
I could pass out with how this woman is making me feel right now.
“You have never looked so sexy, Audrey.” My voice is coated with want. No, a need so fierce I’ve never felt anything like it.
Audrey is the only one that has ever made me feel like this. Dizzy with lust. I can’t wait until we get out of this tiny car and back to her house where we can spend the rest of the night together. I have to show this woman exactly what she means to me. And I’m going to make damn good use of every minute.
Her cheeks are flushed, dress slightly askew. I wonder if anyone can tell she just had the best orgasm of her life in this tiny car. Before we step out, I bring my lips down on hers, sweeping her off her feet.
My dick is still weeping, not getting the attention he wants right now.
“Have a nice evening, folks,” the attendant tells us as the door opens and we step off. “Hope you enjoyed the views. Great night out here.”
My smile is downright devious as a blush spreads across Audrey’s cheeks. “You have no idea.”
ChapterTwenty-Five
AUDREY
Today’s the day.
The qualifier to the qualifier. If everything goes according to plan today, I’m one step closer to getting into the Olympics.
A place I never thought I’d be after falling during a race with near whiteout conditions.
But today? I throw open the windows to nothing but blue skies and sunshine.
The perfect day for a race.
“You ready?” Lily bounds into my room looking as chipper as ever.
“Couldn’t have asked for a better day.”
She gives me a once-over. “You look far too calm for today. I thought I’d be talking you down off the ledge.”
Crossing the room, I sit on the bed next to her and grab her coffee and take a gulp.
“I’m perfectly relaxed. I’ve done this a million times before. No sense in stressing now.”
Not to mention everything Logan and I did last night.
I didn’t want him to leave. I wanted him by my side today. With him expecting a call from the team for a meeting, he needed to be in Denver.
I know his future hinges on this meeting with the team. I wanted to be there for him more than anything.
There is nothing worse than the fear of having your future slip through your fingers. He’s not ready, and I’m not ready.
I loved watching him play the game. He lit up every time he was on that field. Picking up first downs. Quick cuts to get into the end zone. Celebrating with the team.
