Page 13 of Driving Force

Standing like a block of wood, letting Tinley's words register, I suddenly realize I do not want to have this conversation with an audience.

“Brad, Grace, can you guys give us a moment in private to talk?”

Closing the door behind them, I let out a long breath. I knew this day would be long, but hell I didn’t think it would turn out like this.

“Okay, before I do or say anything else stupid, let me first start by saying I am so sorry for the invasion of your privacy today. I’ve been trying to figure out what to say since the moment Brad showed me the post this morning.” I come around the chairs to sit beside Tinley. “I promise I’m not avoiding you or blowing you off like I can only assume you think. I’m also guessing that you believe this weekend was just nothing. Tinley, I can assure you that is so far from the truth.”

I inch closer to her. I feel her breath catch, and I know she feels the same thing as I do, and I’m not about to let whatever we had over the weekend end just because of pictures on the internet.

“Again, I am so sorry. You must understand that I would never do anything that would hurt you. I really like you and want to see where this can go if you’ll still have me. I know Chase is also interested in you, but I would really like to try.” Laying all my cards out on the line and keeping my heart open, I wait for a response.

“Ryan, I know you didn’t expect this to spiral the way it did, but the issue is how you went about it and not talking to me. If we are going to be together, you must communicate with me. I had no idea the media watches you as much as they do. NASCAR is new to me, and I just think of you as a guy who I like and had a great date with. I don’t see you as this superstar. So, if you really going to be with me, then I will have to come to terms with the fact that this is a part of it.”

Why was this woman so perfect? Here I am, feeling like a complete ass for not talking with her sooner, and she’s trying to make me feel better.

As she stands up, I think she is getting ready to leave the office, but she surprises me.

Coming to stand in front of me, she straddles my lap. All I can do is stare up at her and think, how in the hell did I get so lucky that this sexy woman wants to take a chance on me? I may have fucked it up just a little with our pictures getting out, but I’m damn sure not going to let that happen again. I would protect her with my life.

She wraps her arms around my neck, so naturally, I graze her ear and feel her shiver a little, kissing the side of her neck. I knew that she was going to be responsive. Even after our short time on top of the parking deck, I’m already starting to read her body. Leaning closer, I pick up my pace, kissing along her neck.

“Tinley, tell me to stop.”

The slow humming coming from her is all I need to keep going. As I kiss her, running my hand over her breast, pulling on her hardening peaks. I know she’s enjoying this as much as I am. “What if someone comes back in here?” she finally asks breathlessly.

“Tinley, I will worship you in private or in front of an audience if you just give me a chance. Kissing her hard and with the passion she deserves, I run my hand over her heat ever so slowly, I’m already hard as steel, and it wouldn’t take more than a few pumps, coming all over myself. Unbuttoning the top of her shorts, I look into those blue eyes that hold my attention and live in my dreams, waiting for her to tell me to stop, but that doesn’t happen.

I run my hand past her panty line. She’s slick for me already. Playing with her clit has her moaning so loud I’m sure the shop guys can hear her. Pinching the sensitive bud brings another beautiful noise from her mouth, and I try to smother it with a rough kiss.

“You like that, don’t you, kitten? It turns you on knowing that someone could walk in here and see you riding my hand like a good girl.”

“Yes Ryan, please.”

I insert one digit into her tight pussy and thrust my hips up, seeking my on-rush. Just as I pull my finger out, she protests, but I’m so turned on it just spurs me on even more. I thrust two fingers into her amazing pussy again, this time a little rougher. With my thumb circling her clit she rides my hand just the way she wants.

“Ryan, yes. Keep that up. I’m going to come.”

“Kitten, use me like I know you’ve thought about since the other night.”

If the way she is grinding up against me as we kiss is any indication, she knows it and is trying to torture me as she gets closer to her release. Just as I reach the point of no return, I feel her clench around my fingers, and the most beautiful reaction comes across her face, one that I hope I get to see for the rest of my life. Pulling my hand away, I lick my fingers clean and watch as her pupils dilate. I think to myself, Yes, take it in, kitten, because I’m about to ruin you for any other man.

Tinley has branded my soul and possibly my heart in this moment, and I will never be able to let go. For once in my life, racing isn’t the center of my world. Tinley is becoming my driving force. Will we both be willing to risk it all for love? Or will we crash and burn trying? Either way, I’m damn sure going to find out.

“Tinley, I know one thing for sure I want to get to know you better.” I eye her up and down in the most obvious way possible. Seeing her cheeks heat with desire, I kiss her again, just the way she deserves. Pulling her closer, wanting this beautiful woman to know I’m not just looking for a weekend adventure. I’m looking for the weekdays, too.

As our mouths meet again, a small moan comes from her lips, and I know the answer to my question before she even has a chance to tell me. The longer she straddles me, rubbing against my already hard dick, the more I want to make her come again, but the next time will be with me inside her. I pull back slowly, knowing if I don’t stop myself, I will have my way with her on top of my PR agent’s desk, and I don’t think he would like that too much.

“Okay,” she says quietly, her cheeks still flush from our make-out session and the orgasm I just gave her. I can’t help but smile so big with just that simple statement. This beautiful sexy woman is giving me a chance, and I’m going to make damn sure I don’t mess it up.

“Would you like to come back to my place? I’ll gladly drive you home later if Grace wants to head back to school. If that’s okay with you.”

“I’d really like that, Ryan. I still have a lot of questions about all this, and some privacy might be nice. Also, I want to continue what we started here,” she says, kissing my neck as she stands to make herself presentable before leaving Brad’s office.

Driving to Charlotte earlier this afternoon, I had this big idea in my head about how the conversation would go with Ryan. But now, sitting in Brad’s office at Mac Motorsports after one of the strongest orgasms of my life and the little dry hump session, plan A has gone completely out the window. I know in the back of my mind we have a lot to figure out; a kiss and orgasm definitely won’t change that. Yet my lady bits have a different take on the subject, and for once in my life, I will let them win this one. I have always played it safe, and dammit, I’m tired of being that girl. I’m ready to drive headfirst into this adventure and see what happens. Sometimes, the nice quiet girl is overrated, and I need to start embracing this other side that Ryan seems to bring out in me. Even if a small part in the back of my mind is just hoping my heart doesn’t take the fall too fast.

“Take me home, driver,” I whisper in his ear as I head for the door.

“I can arrange that, kitten,” he growls, his eyes flashing with lust.

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