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Lila’s breath hitched as Brian's kisses became more urgent.

It was as though this kiss was a promise—a promise that no matter the hurdles they had faced, they would always choose each other. Every second felt like it could last forever, and in this one kiss, they both understood what they had was special.

Brian’s body was tense, and he was so hard it was almost painful. He pressed his cock into her body as he dragged his lips away from hers to nip, lick, and kiss the side of her neck.

Brian was gone. He was on complete autopilot, and all he could think about was being buried so deep inside Lila’s pussy that no one could ever find him.

Lila’s body was on fire, too, and she wanted to get as close to Brian as possible. Her voice was a breathless whisper. “I can’t wait any longer.”

Brian agreed. “Me either.”

He didn’t have time to remove their clothing. Lila’s skirt was already hiked up above her waist. Instead, Brian unzipped his pants and pulled himself out. His cock was fully erect and dripping with pre-cum from the tip.

Brian could feel her heat and wetness through Lila’s lacy panties. He managed to move the thin fabric to the side and lined himself up to her opening before thrusting deep inside Lila’s hungry body.

She clenched around him, hugging Brian tight like a glove.

Brian pulled out only to surge back inside, repeating the motion over and over and over again.

Lila was sure the entire building could hear Brian pounding into her. She didn’t care. Nothing else mattered but them.

Brian stretched Lila to her limits, and she matched him stroke for every delicious stroke. Lila gripped Brian’s hips as he continued to surge forward, pulling out slightly, only to slam back inside her again.

He was being greedy, but he didn’t care. Not when Brian knew Lila needed him as much as he needed her.

“Ohmygod!” Lila screamed. She tilted her head back against the wall as her eyes rolled into her head.

Brian could feel it. Her orgasm was close. She was starting to spasm around him. It spurred him on as he thrust even harder. Brian released a low growl, his own orgasm close. He gave Lila everything, every single part of him.

Moments later, she came apart in his arms as he swallowed her screams with a kiss, then exploded too.

Chapter Three

Present Day

The roar of engines filled the air as the sun dipped low over the Charlotte Motor Speedway. Tensions ran high among all the drivers, but none more so than in the pit of Marshall “The Hammer” Pete, a blocker for Team IHG, known for his aggressive driving style.

As the race wound into its final laps, Colby James was leading. However, veteran IHG drivers Lawrence "The Shark" Faulkner and Marshall weren’t having it. They decided they had had enough of the IT girl. It was well past time to put her in her place, and that was nowhere near the finish line.

In the garage, just before the race started, Marshall had leaned over to Lawrence. “We take her out on the final lap. Just a little nudge. Nothing too obvious.”

The green flag waved, and the cars surged forward, engines screaming. Colby felt totally in control. She led most of the race, pushing her car to the limit.

Final lap.

She glanced up into her review mirror. Behind her, two other cars were jockeying for position.

Marshall and Lawrence were strategizing their moves with every turn. They exchanged glances, silently signaling it was time to execute their plan.

As they rounded the fourth turn, Marshall slowed slightly, allowing Lawrence to slip ahead. Colby felt a sudden rush of adrenaline as she saw the gap narrow, unaware of the trap being set. Just as she approached the back of Lawrence’s car, Marshall shot forward, positioning himself on the inside lane.

“Now!” Marshall shouted to himself, swerving his car just enough to force Colby into a precarious position. She felt the shift of air as Lawrence’s bumper grazed her side, pushing her dangerously close to the wall.

The crowd gasped. Colby gripped the wheel tighter, her instincts kicking in. But it was too late. With a sudden jolt, Marshall slammed into Colby’s rear, sending her spinning. Her car veered out of control, almost colliding with the wall before careening back onto the track.

Chaos erupted as other drivers scrambled to avoid her. Tires screeched, and metal crunched as the pileup began. Cars plowed into one another like dominos, sending debris flying through the air.

The crowd held its collective breath, the tension palpable, while everyone hoped that no one was seriously hurt as the safety crews rushed to the scene.