Page 16 of Driving Wild

As if he can sense my dilemma, he takes my face in his hands and kisses me. Slowly at first, then his hands start to wander down my back and grip my ass, lifting me off the ground, and on instinct, my legs wrap around him. My mind is screaming to stop but my lady bits have another idea altogether, especially since he left me on the edge earlier this week. Unable to stop myself, I grind on his already hard dick, loving that I have him so turned on just from our kissing.

Winning at Miami may have just become my favorite win in my career. Seeing Grace in Victory Lane talking with Tinley, I don’t know that I’ve ever been filled with this much joy before. Yeah, I know she’s playing the part of my wife, but sometimes when she looks at me, I think things may be shifting some with her.

We may have started out as enemies when this arrangement began, but in the last week, being close to her, I’ve seen her walls slowly coming down. It may be at a glacial pace, but it is happening. I know that if I wanted her in my bed right now, it would be so easy. The problem is, I told myself when this all started that she would be begging me before I went there again.

Pulling back from Grace, I enjoy seeing her eyes glaze over with lust and the way she grinds on my dick right now. I don't want to take it from her, but she’s going to see who’s in charge, and it’s not her.

“Tell me what you want, Red,” I say, gripping her ass harder, making her gasp at the movement.

“All you have to do is tell me you want me as much as I want you, and I’ll strip you bare right here and fuck you like I know your needy pussy wants,” I whisper in her ear, sending goosebumps along her skin.

“Now, what will it be?” I pull back more from her, looking into those beautiful eyes to see what she wants. But for some reason, this sassy, smart-mouthed woman can’t get her words out.

Setting her feet on the ground, I take a step back. I let out a frustrated growl, turn, and walk toward the back of the bathroom.

It’s going to be a long-ass cold shower for me tonight it looks like. Pulling the door open to the bathroom, I turn the water on. I’m standing under the spray when I hear the door to the shower open. Unable to turn around and look at her, I leave my head bowed and brace my hands on the wall as the water pelts me around my shoulders.

Slowly, she wraps her arms around my middle, and I tense under her touch. Unsure of what she wants. I’m in my head, trying to figure it out, and I can’t see straight. I’m freaking falling under her spell even more the longer we spend time together, and she has turned into a siren from a Greek story, calling me to her.

“What are you doing, Red?” I finally ask.

“Let me take care of you, Cowboy. I want to show you how you make me feel. I may not be able to say it because it scares the hell out of me now, but I can show you,” she says as she begins to stroke my aching dick.

“Red,” I groan as she picks up the pace. “Shit, what are you doing to me?”

Turning to face her, I push her against the shower wall. She gasps as I cup her breast, needing to feel her under my touch. I wrap my other hand around her throat, forcing her to look at me.

“You are driving me out of my fucking mind, Red. One minute you want me to fuck you, and the next you pull away and can’t run fast enough to get away from me. Well, guess what? I’m done playing your fucked-up games, and it’s my turn to show you who’s in charge.”

Her eyes darken, and I know that I’ve said just what she wants to hear. She’s been pushing me for a reason. She’s been the one who’s been in power, and I didn’t even know it until now.

“What are you waiting for, Cowboy? I've been thinking of all dirty was you can ruin me since you climbed out of that car in Victory Lane,” she says with a smile that I fall for every time she’s near.

“You want me, Matt. I can tell how bad you do. The question is are you gonna punish me, or are you gonna be a good boy?” she says before I cut her off so she can't finish her sentence.

“On your knees now, Red. You are gonna show me just how much you want this before I fuck your tight cunt.”

With the water hitting my back, she does as she’s told and then wraps those beautiful lips around my cock.

“Shit, Red. Damn.” Grabbing her hair in my hand, I start to slowly fuck her mouth. If she wants to play the part of the sweet and innocent, then I can play the part of the villain.

“That’s it, Red. Take my dick like a good girl for me. Show me that you want to be fucked once you get me off. And you better swallow every bit of it.”

I can feel myself getting close. Grace defintly knows just what she’s doing. I’m definitely not going to last if she keeps up this pace. Then when she looks up at me with those beautiful eyes, I come with so much force I see stars.

“Damn, Red,” I say, pulling her to her feet as she licks the cum off the side of her mouth. Kissing her, I can’t help but taste myself on her, and that turns me on.

Stepping out of the shower, I dry us off and head toward the bedroom. Tossing her onto the bed, I’m on her faster than I can think. I need to be inside her, and my dick got the memo too.

“Play with yourself, Red. I wanna see what’s mine for tonight.” Dropping her legs open, she begins to play with her clit. Damn, she is gorgeous.

“Are you wet for me, Red?” I ask, stroking myself while I watch her.

“Yes, Matt. I am so wet for you. Please fuck me,” she finally says.

That’s all I need to hear, and I’m on her quicker than my best qualifying time. Pushing her legs apart, I lick her clit. Desperate to taste her and make her come on my tongue first.

God, she tastes good. Like honey and sin, all mixed into one. If I died today, I would be happy having been between her legs. Picking up my pace, I insert one finger into her tight pussy and curl it as I eat her even more.

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