Racing with the bad boy

Chapter 17

The next morning I get up early and get in the shower.

I hope my dream lastnight hadn't made things awkward, I'm just trying to forget about it.

After doing my hair and makeup I put on a black Playsuit and black hat and boots.

I throw my oversized denim jacket in my bag and bend to buckle my boots.

That's when I heard a whistle.

"Such a lovely sight in the morning" I turn to see Ollie smirking at me.

"I think the lovely sight is you, messy bed hair and all" his croaky morning voice and bed hair is so sexy.

I lean down and kiss him hard and just when he goes to wrap his arms around me I pull away.

"C'mon the first race is in an hour and I want to get there before it gets really busy" I pull the covers off him to reveal his glorious abs.

I pull his ankle making him fall the the floor.

He does and over dramatic cry of pain.

"Aw my poor baby I'm so sorry" I say in an annoying 'I'm talking to a baby' voice.

I kiss all over his face before practically pushing him into the shower.

Making sure I have the passes and everything I need, we grab a coffee and jump in our car for the 15 minute drive to the track race.

When we arrive there's so many cars there. Nice cars. It's a little busy but it's not too crowded.

There's a big simple figure of 8 track and a couple of straight race strips and the space all around the tracks are covered in cars and people.

We clamber out of the car and lock it as we go and check out some of the race cars.

I feel like a kid in a candy shop, some of these cars look really expensive. There are cars with flames on which personally I think is tacky.

There's races on all day here and the first is in 20 minutes.

"I'm going to buy a drink do you want one?" I ask Ollie.

"Yeah thanks, do you want me to come with you?"

"No I'll be fine, go find some good seats" I simply say and head off in search for a food van.

Pushing through all the people I finally get to the food van and order two bottles of coke.

As I was walking back I felt someone's hand grip my wrist.

My head shot around to meet a tall skinny guy with ginger hair and lots of freckles.

"Get in the car" the man said sternly in my ear.

I looked at him in confusion.

"I'm sorry you've got the wrong person" I yanked my hand out of his grasp.

That was weird, he must of thought I was someone else.

The races were now in full swing and me and Ollie are so infused into the races we didn't even talk to each other for about half an hour.

Ollie reached down and grabbed my hand like he was thinking the same thing.

A red Lamborghini pulled up for the next race on one of the race strips next to a black Chevrolet.

When I heard the murmur of the crowd I knew this was a serious race.

Everyone seems to think the Lamborghini will win.

"The Chevrolet will win" I whispered to Ollie.

"100%" is all he replied with.

I know a Lamborghini is supposed to be faster than a chev but you can tell the Chevrolet has been modified by the tires and the shape of the front.

The cars lined up, revving their engines as they waiting the agonising wait for the green light and when it came all I saw was smoke as they shot off.

The Lamborghini in front as the crowd cheered.

The Chevrolet was keeping at a steady pace, playing it safe.

The finishing line was approaching 'c'mon' I whispered to myself, I really thought the Chevrolet would win.

That's when it lurched forward pushing past the Lamborghini and the finish line as smoke filled the track once again.

"We should of put a bet on that" Ollie murmured.

"I'm not into gambling" I laugh and nudge him.

Time ticked on and it was starting to get darker. We sat and watched all the races until we headed back to the car.

"Well that was fun, I've not seem most of the cars that were here up close before" I said as we drove back to the hotel.

"I know me too, we'll see a lot more, we've got six weeks of it" Ollie pointed out.

We pulled into the hotel car park at around 11:15pm.

The lobby is empty when we walk in.

We make our way up to our room and I frantically pat on the wall looking for the light switch.

All I can hear I Ollie laughing behind me as he flips the switch on.

"Hey, don't laugh at me" I pout.

"But your just so cute" he said as he walked up to me and placed his hand on my cheek.

I looked down and bit on my lip.

"Don't bite your lip." Is all Ollie said before he pulled it from between my teeth and pressed his lips to mine.

The feeling was the same every time. Sensational.

He bit my lip slightly and my breath hitched.

He moved down to my neck and mumbled "I'm the only one who can bite and kiss your lips"

His words made me go weak at the knees and I just wrapped my arms around his neck and drew patterns with my finger tips as my nails gently grazed over his skin.

He picked me up and wrapped my legs around his waist as he walked us over the the bed, slamming g my back onto the bed as he hovered over me.

He pulled his shirt over his head and I pulled him down for another kiss. Wanting no needing more of him.

Discarding my Playsuit he then throws it on the pile of clothes now on the floor.

I tipped my head back as his lips worked magic all over my skin, igniting every spot in his path. Pure bliss.

I'm sorry it's long overdue, I've had some stuff going on but I'll be updating as usual every week, just comment and let me know how often you want me to update.

P.s I'm sorry if it was short, let me know if I should include bits for the older readers or keep it modest.

~Shannon