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Amena said through an awkward chuckle, “Sarai’s going to kill you one day.”

“I pay her more than enough to put up with me.”

Dinner continued as we talked for the rest of the evening and we took our dessert to go. I paid the bill, helped her to the car, and sped off, avoiding another onslaught of fans that had gathered when we stepped out of the restaurant together.

Flying through the light traffic on main road finally pulled up to the K1 Speed Go-Kart Racing center. I turned off the ignition, and watched as her eyes moved from the building and back to me with her mouth wide open. I whipped around to the backseat and pulled out a pair of shoes for her to change into.

“Laikin,” she breathlessly whispered, taking the shoes from me to switch.

Unlocking our doors, I came around to her side and held a hand for her to take. “Come on.”

“You remembered our first date.” Her wet tears slid down her cheek.

When her eyes sparkled, I grinned and grabbed the handle of the door. The night air was still cool to the touch.

“You owe me after you cheated me out of best of three.”

Amena bounced on the balls of her feet. “That’s a lie!” She shot me a side-eye.

“One drive and whoever wins is crowned the best.”

My baby held up her pinky finger. “Deal.”

“Must be real if you got the pink finger out.” I smiled lopsidedly at her and a surge of excitement lit up her features.

After I paid, the desk staff showed us to our section.

“Wow, I hope your ego can handle being second-best,” Amena teased, sticking out her tongue.

“Pepper, we both know I will dust your ass.”

“Talk is cheap, playboy.” Amena clapped me on the stomach and got situated in the go-kart with her helmet on.

“Stop talking and put your big girl panties on,” I taunted with trash talking, and climbed into the kart. Getting the signal, we took off, and I watched both sides as I came around the corner of the track. Amena was right behind me. I tried to weave in and out to test her, and she did something that completely distracted me.

“Laikin, I can’t wait to suck your dick.”

My brain tapped out, and my dick got hard. I shook it off so I could catch up. She made the one lap and I finally came up alongside her to do another lap.

Amena knew she was a distraction. “I know that dick is ready for me.”

It caused me to stop, and I looked in her direction. She was laughing as she pulled up to the finish line.

I bit my lip. “You cheated!”

She ignored me, jumping for joy because she won. I removed the helmet and stared down at her with lust in my eyes.

“Look at my dick.” I knew the thought of her licking my tip would distract her.

Amena cleared her throat. She ran her fingers over my broad shoulders, and my arms snaked around her body.

“Be a good boy and I might let you play with the back of my throat.”

My eyes darkened, and when I gripped her butt, her eyes sparkled with need. “One more round.” I pecked her on the mouth.

The both of us broke into a smile.

“Fine, one more.”

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