Drag Strip Fuck

C h a p t e r 7

I leap out of my car, still buzzed from four wins and Nico's finger fucking, and attatch myself to Theo's neck, grinning as I pepper his face with kisses.

Theo is like the big brother I never had when I am at the race track. He's the one who got me the job working as a mechanic and he's often the one to send new clients my way. He helped me make my way in a world that was rigged against me.

My smile falters when I spot Nico. His eyes are sharp, angry, as he strides towards us and stops a few feet away.

"Nice job Princess," he says, eyeing Theo up and down.

"Who are you?" Theo asks and Nico mistakes his brotherly annoyance as him being territorial and casts him a dark look.

"A friend," he says as Theo's fiancé, Sam, walks up, grinning at me.

"Hey girl," she says, reaching out to hug me.

"Hey, did you see that last win, awesome," I say, hugging her back.

"You won that one by probably 200 meters, they weren't never catchin' you," she says, squeezing me.

"God, the thrill of racing is awesome," I say.

"Who is that hunk of a man, cuz the way he said friends tells me there isn't nothin' friendly 'bout it," she whispers, making sure Theo, who would go ballistic, doesn't hear.

"He's dead set on fucking me, but honestly..." I trail off, cuz there is not but honestly. "I don't do commitment, you know-"

"Does he fuck good?" she asks, cutting me off.

"I mean, ya, but..."

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"Get out of my car, Nico," I groan, sliding into the passenger seat.

"Who was that?" He asks and I frown.

"Theo?" My brain is foggy, indicating that I drank a little more then usual with Nico's overbearing ass hanging around.

"Theo's like the brother I never had, you know," I say, resting my hand on his thigh as he starts the car and peels out of the drag strip lot where I parked my car after I raced.

He growls as I absentmindedly rub circles on his thigh, enjoying the rough fabric of his jeans on my fingertips.

"Really, Princess?" he grunts as my fingers move higher, enjoying how he bounces his leg, letting me know I am affecting him.

"You have to make it back to my place, or you don't get anything," I say, laughing.

He inhales and exhales with a growl, making me smirk. His knuckles are white on the steering wheel as he tries to get us home as fast as possible without getting pulled over.

When we pull up in front of my apartment building, he unbuckles both our seatbelts and yanks me across the console into his lap. I smother a moan as he thrusts up, rubbing his bulge into my core, and I feel myself sigh, every part of me wanting to bite down on his shoulder to keep the sounds in.

"I like when I can hear you, Princess," he whispers into my ear, his chest rumbling against mine.

"We are not fucking in a car again," I say, bitting back a moan as he grinds up into me again.

"I am going to kill you," he mutters, and before I can comprehend what he is doing, he shoves the door open and climbs out, still holding me to his body with one hand. He slams the door and begins towards the front door of the apartment building.

I turn when he stops and I hear the squeal of the elevator coming to a stop. He steps into it and pushes the up button. I feel the elevator lurch upwards, then screech to a stop and I shudder.

"Why did it stop?" I ask, looking up at Nico just as my back hits a wall.

"Because an elevator isn't your car," he growls as his lips find mine.

He kisses me hard, and when I moan, he thrusts his tongue into my mouth and nibbles on my lower lip, groaning and pressing his hard bulge into me.

"God dammit, Nico," I groan, letting my head fall back and he takes this opportunity to tug his lips away from mine and trail kisses down to the sensitive spot behind my ear, sucking on the skin there before soothing the sting with his tongue.

He kisses and nibbles his way down my neck before I get impatient and begin fiddling with the button on his jeans.

"Patience," he says even as I finally get the button and yank the zipper down, using my feet to shove his pants down far enough that his boxers and the outline of his erection is showing.

Less clumsily than me, he pops the buttons of my jean shorts open and shoves them and my panties down enough so that his bulge can rub against my bare core.

Annoyed at his leisurely pace, I grind into his erection, making him grunt and reach hurriedly down to pull his boxers off. As he springs free, I take his dick in my hands and angle myself so I can run the tip of him through my slit, making myself groan and squirm.

A second later, my hands are pinned above my head and he thrusts into me, smirking down at me as I moan and bang my head back against the elevator walls.

He pulls almost all the way back and thrusts in again, slamming my back into the wall and making a loud thud.

"Be quieter, we are in an elevator," I hiss, my nails digging into his shoulder and he continues to suck on my neck.

His kisses trail lower as he continues to thrust into me, my legs still wrapped around his waist. I moan when his finger trails down to push against my clit, my legs starting to shake as pleasure runs through my body.

I moan as he slams into me again and pleasure makes my vision blurry as I clench around his dick, coming so hard my head slams back against the elevator wall.

He continues to thrust into me, groaning as I bite into his shoulder, trying to keep from screaming his name and waking everyone in my apartment building up.

My body begins shaking again, and I moan, his name slipping from my lips over and over again as pleasure wracks our bodies. I slump backwards as he comes, his breathing hot and heavy on my neck as we stand. Well, he stands, and I lean against a wall.

"Jesus, you are gonna be the death of me," he whispers against my neck.

"I can't walk," I say, and he smirks at me.

"Good, that's the point," he says, and I wack his shoulder half heartedly.

He slides out of my sore pussy and begins pulling his boxers and pants up, still holding me up.

I squirm around, trying to reach my thong and shorts but give up, slumping back against the cold metal of the elevator. Nico reaches around me, smirking, and pulls my panties then my shorts up, buttoning them.

"Thanks," I mumble, slumping forward into his arms as he turns and presses the elevator to make it restart.

When the elevator stops, I make a move to unwrap my legs from around his waist, but he just tugs them back and hugs me closer to his chest as we quietly make our way down the hall to my door.

"Keys," he murmurs into my hair and I lift myself up, grabbing my keys from my pocket.

Handing them to him, he takes them and unlocks my apartment, carrying me inside and shutting the door with his foot.

Handing my keys back, he dips his head and growls in my ear, "I am gonna fuck you against every surface in this apartment."

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This and the past chapter are gonna be dedicated to my best friend. She is seriously my biggest supporter, and loves my books, even the ✨️sPicY✨️ parts.
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