( Emily )
''I'd never say no to you.''
When that escaped her mouth I couldn't help but feel my body heat up. I've never felt a desire to touch anyone before, not even once. I need to know how it feels like to know the person you're fucking and not only use them for your own sexual needs. The problem is 'how'. When you've never done it before you could use some practice before the real thing and that's exactly what I need right now.
I take a step away from her so we don't have any kind of physical connection. ''Alison, like you told me before..'' I utter as she swings around to meet my gaze. I pretty sure you can read my face completely right now and if she manage to find out what I'm trying to tell her without me saying it I'll be out on thin ice for the rest of the night. I lower my eyes to the ground and hope she won't try to make any eye-contact. ''You wanted to be honest with me and now I want to be honest with you.''
''Oh my god, I did something wrong didn't I? Fuck, I'm sorry but this whole thing is so new to me!'' She blurt out. I have to use a couple of seconds to repeat what she said in my head since I don't remember the half of it.
''No! Wait what..?'' I ask still lost.
''God what am I even saying?'' She starts to mumble something to herself. ''I knew I shouldn't have taken two beers earlier. It fucks with my head.'' Well, 'mumble' is the wrong word. I think the whole neighborhood heard it.
''Alison can you slow down and listen to me please?''
''Oh..sure.''
''You know the feeling when you want something so bad but you can't have it?''
''Yeah?''
''You know the prize is too high, the quality too good and the shape too perfect but you can't stop starring at it because you're scared that if you do then someone else will come and take that beautiful thing you've been starring at for hours away from you?''
''Um..Are we still talking about a product here? Because I'm pretty sure that no prize is too high for you..''
''I'm not talking about money Alison. I'm talking about something that's irreplaceable. You can't replace it with money, fame or status.''
''Y-You wanna w-win a grand prix or something?'' She's so cute when she stutter. It's like when a little kid meet santa claus for the first time.
''Yes, if you win it with me.''
She gasps. ''You said what?'' All of a sudden she turns around and runs to the closest bench. It looks like she's going to faint. I follow her and get down on my knees in front of her so we're in the same height.
''I want you to be my assistant, but only if you want to. I don't want to push any limits with you or anything.''
''No I understand. It's just that..I have six weeks left in school.''
''You don't have to be my assistant tomorrow, the offer remains until the day you say yes.''
''But Emily.. I don't even know what a speedway assistant do?''
''You'll learn very fast, trust me.''
''Okay, great!''
''But!'' I exclaim and put my hand on the side of her face. I start to slowly caress her right cheek with my thumb. ''You have one important task.'' I say, almost whispering. We fall into a long, deep silence with our faces a few inches apart. ''I want to kiss my assistant whenever I want.'' I say barely audible, only for her ears. Her eyes glanced between my eyes and lips a few times. Being this close to her is almost impossible, she's like a drug. You know she's not good for you but you feel this hopeless desire if you don't take her.
I couldn't help but bit my lip as watch her breath getting heavier. I wonder how long she can play without kissing me. For me it's hard already but I can see how much I'm turning her on. I move my body closer in between her legs. Our lips are now almost touching. She breaths out gently and closes her eyes. I smirk to myself before I lean in and press my lips against hers. I feel her tongue lick my bottom lip, asking for entrance so I open up and let her tongue fight against mine.
In one move she wraps her legs around my stomach and pull me closer. I response by placing my hands under her ass and lift her up. I swing us around and sit down with her in my lap. I make sure to keep a little space between us so she doesn't get another surprise tonight.
After awhile we both pull away from each other to breath. She rest her forehead against mine, still wearing that cute little smile. ''You really are something special.'' She tells me and I can literally feel my heart beat out of my chest.
''So are you.''
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Fanfictionemily is a famous speedway driver, known as the best female driver in the world. her world involves motorcycles, cars and girls. three things she doesn't want to end with. one day she runs into a new girl in the depot and her way of looking at life...