In a city where adrenaline fuels the night, Nova Laurent gets tangled in the deadly world of illegal street racing. Behind the roaring engines and screeching tires lies a darker game-one where victory can mean life, and defeat, death.
And death is...
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Jasmine walked ahead of me to the hotel and I followed behind her, every now and again she'd stop just enough for me to bump into her and she'd giggle lightly.
I needed a night away from home. Being home without Noa was too painful. At least the night in a hotel with a pretty girl wouldn't hurt.
We got to the hotel and she went ahead while I walked up to the concierge desk and asked for her room number.
"Yeah room 1223, under the name Jasmine," I said as I tapped my fingers against the countertop.
"One moment please." The man said as he rang her room.
I could tell Jasmine had answered but I couldn't tell what she was saying.
"Okay, I'll send her up." He said and hung up. "You may go up." He said.
In a matter of moments I was in the elevator and making my way to the third floor where Jasmine's room was.
I knocked on her door and within a matter of moments I was inside and her lips crashed against mine.
Not that I cared, I gripped her waist and pulled her closer to me. The kiss was passion-filled and heavy with heat and desire from both of us.
She pulled back. "Prove you fuck as well as you drive," she breathed out.
"I promise you I can show you more," I said and kissed her once again.
Her hands yanked vigorously at my clothes while I did the same and within minutes our clothes were on the floor.
I walked her back to the bed and laid her flat on her back, my hands held up on either side of her.
Her hands traced my back lightly already drawing up where she was bound to make claw marks.
I moved from her lips to kiss her jaw and neck, and with each rough kiss I placed on her body a soft moan followed after.
I trailed kisses down her body and before I knew it, I was between her thighs with her hands gripping my hair in her fists tightly.
It's safe to say, not many people would've wanted to stick around in their rooms for the next few hours.
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Jasmine and I fell asleep only early hours this morning. Last night was half a blur and half of something I wanted to keep at arm's length.
"Lo, why are you calling so early?" I heard Jasmine speak next to me.
I unwrapped my arm from her and turned around. I had a headache and it was too early to have her start asking questions.
"Fuck!" Jasmine jumped out of bed. "Okay, okay, fuck, fuck, fuck." She said in a hurried tone.
That made my eyes shoot open at her and look at her. She was still naked and had a worried look on her face.
She was still on the phone with someone. "Can't you tell her to meet me in like half an hour?" She asked and began throwing in her clothes as best as she could. "Fuck Lola you said at twelve today!" She shouted and stopped when she noticed I was awake. "Tell her I'll meet her in the hour."
