Fox and I were making out on the couch at my place. We’d stopped and picked up a movie after leaving Catch. The guys had ordered a new part for Woody’s car so there wasn’t much they could do in the garage until it arrived. I loved having him to myself and wanted to take full advantage of my alone time with him. Since I didn’t have a television in my room, another thing that Fox planned to correct, we were forced to use the one in the living room. Blake and Tayia had declined to watch the movie with us and had stayed in their own areas of the house.
“Drew,” I gasped as he slid his hands into the front of my shorts.
“Shh,” he said against my lips as he tilted his head to the left, alerting me to a noise coming from the kitchen. It was hard to focus on the sound though since Fox was pushing his fingers into my panties and along my wetness. I bit my bottom lip to suppress a moan and he increased his rhythm. I could hear the muffled voices of Blake and Tayia, but I was too lost in sensation to pay much attention. It sounded like Blake was speaking, but I’d missed the beginning of what he said. “.... avoiding me forever.”
“I’m not,” Tayia whispered back hurriedly.
“Tay. Please,” Blake replied, his low voice sounding pained. The next sound I heard was Tayia’s footfalls as she went up the stairs followed by Blake closing the door to the garage.
That was weird.
“Baby, where’d you g
o?” Drew questioned with his face hovering over mine, his eyes cloudy with passion. He must not have heard or understood the interaction between my roommates and when I looked into his flushed face, I couldn’t think of anything I wanted more than to have him look at me that way forever. God, I would never get over how gorgeous he was.
“Nowhere. I’m right here with you.” I gave him my best sultry smile and kissed him. He grinned back at me as he continued to work me with his fingers. He lowered his face to mine and our tongues slowly tangled together as he muffled my moans. I let the intense pleasure consume me as I separated my lips from his and threw my head back against the couch cushion, coming so hard that I had to bite down on my bottom lip to keep from crying out.
“I love to watch your face when you come. You look so beautiful,” Fox said as he trailed kisses along the side of my neck. “Need inside you, Harley. Now, baby.” He pulled us off the couch and up the stairs to my room. He then proceeded to show me just how much he needed me for the rest of the night on my brand-new squeak-proof queen-sized mattress.
****
By Saturday night, the cars were ready. Fox, Woody, Blake, and Hal worked together to load up the vehicles and transport them to the location. This time the race wasn’t on the island. We had to take the ferry over to the mainland and Fox followed his GPS to the secret destination.
There were a couple of races ahead of Woody and Knight. Some of the lower ranked racers were battling to move up the list. The men work doing their prep things, looking under the hood and all. Jonna and Tayia were standing next me and out of the way of the commotion. Tayia had seemed to get over her cleaning compulsion after a few days. We still didn’t talk about the secret. I hoped to show her that she could trust me, but I knew it would take time.
When it was Woody’s turn to race, the men helped get him to the starting line. Knight was looking sinister as ever, dressed in all black.
“You ready to get your ass dragged, Woody?” he shouted over all of the loud noises.
“Fuck you, Knight,” Woody shouted, but Knight laughed in response, which seemed to only irritate Woody even more. Fox and Hal had to hold him back from charging over to Knight.
“Save it for the race!” Fox yelled. “Let’s see if he thinks staring at your taillights is funny.”
When the cars were all prepped and waiting at the starting line, the race master stepped in front of the cars, made eye contact with both racers then flashed the green light. Woody and Knight squealed tires and took off. It was hard to see what was happening until the cloud of smoke cleared. Woody was in the right lane and Knight in the left. Knight’s car started to wobble from side to side and came close to Woody. When Woody jerked away to avoid the collision, he overcorrected and was off the road and rolling down the ditch. Knight continued until he crossed the finish line and his crew started to cheer. There was no doubt in my mind that Knight took full advantage of Woody’s anxiety from his recent car wreck. He knew Woody would jump and his plan worked.
“That sorry son of a bitch got too close to the center line on purpose!” Fox yelled as he started sprinting to Woody, who was already out of his car and throwing his helmet off into the darkness.
“Fuck!” Woody screamed.
“So I guess that means Woody lost,” Jonna said.
“Yeah and now Fox has to race,” Tayia replied.
Knight didn’t waste any time strutting over to Fox and pointing a finger in his face. “Your brother owes me eleven thousand dollars. The original ten grand plus the thousand I won after draggin’ his ass just now. How does he want to pay up?”
Fox just stared coldly at Knight.
“The way I see it, Fox, you have two options. You can race me tonight and let me drag your ass, take your number two spot so I can call out number one and win the ten grand my damn self. The second option is that you stop being a pussy, actually put in an effort to race me, keep your spot and call out number one to win the money. Either way that money is mine. You decide how you want me to get it.” Both men were nearly chest to chest with fists clenched as they glared at each other.
“Shut the fuck up and get your piece of shit car to the fuckin’ line,” Fox roared in Knight’s face and started walking in the direction of all his gear.
“Yes!” Knight called after him and slowly clapped his hands. “We have a race now, folks! Sly Fox versus the Knight Rider! Place your bets.” He yelled and stretched his arms out wide. People immediately began to crowd around waving money in their hands at the race bookie.
I ran up to Fox as he walked to the trailer and began tugging on his racing jacket.
“Drew, please be careful,” I said in a quiet voice because I felt that I had to.
“Baby, I’m going to be fine,” he said sharply and I knew that anger would fuel him to win.