Off Track

Chapter 33

******Warning. Mature content*****

Sleep won out. For now at least. After stripping the sheets off of the bed and replacing them with fresh ones, Olivia curled up against Ryan, her head on his chest, and they both drifted off to sleep.

Olivia awoke some time later, she was not sure how long they had actually been asleep, but she was feeling refreshed.

Her gaze wandered over Ryan's naked body lying next to her. Her mouth watered looking at him. She remembered from their shower earlier how badly she wanted him in her mouth. The thought was now consuming her. She knew he wouldn't mind her waking him up for this. She smiled to herself.

Even in his sleep, he was semi erect, and she knew it wouldn't take much to get him fully erect.

She sat up and folded her knees under her, resting on her heels. Hmmm. Where to begin? Should she wake him first? Should she start with her hand around him or just dive right in using her tongue? She was still fairly inexperienced, but had gone down on him more than enough times to know what he liked.

Leaning forward, she ran her tongue from his balls to his tip, watching him grow right before her eyes. She shifted her gaze slightly to look at him, seeing his eyelids flutter.

She wrapped her hand around his shaft, stroking it, her eyes on him the whole time. She leaned down again, and ran her tongue along the vein on the underside of his hard shaft. This time, his eyes snapped open, then immediately rolled back into his head.

She stopped for a moment and watched him. "Mmmm. Don't stop baby." He murmured.

She swirled her tongue around his crown, tasting his precum. She was hungry after all.

She continued to swirl her tongue around his crown and the sensitive ridge where his crown and shaft met, and along his length. Her saliva making it easier for his cock to slide down her throat.

As soon as she deepthroated him, he began bucking his hips. She relaxed her throat muscles more, so she wouldn't gag on him. She was getting pretty good at this, she thought to herself.

He grabbed a fistful of her hair, holding her against him, his other hand fisted the sheets next to him. "Oh yes baby. Fuck. You are so amazing." He moaned, his hips continuing to buck underneath her.

Needing to take a breath, she slowly pulled back, letting his cock fall from her lips and bounce against his flat stomach.

She ran her tongue along his balls, watching as they tightened. She licked him again, from base to tip, as he quivered in pleasure.

She took his crown back into her mouth, tasting more of his precum. God he tasted so damn good.

She took more of him into her mouth, bobbing her head along his length, before hollowing out her cheeks and applying the perfect amount of suction.

"Take it all in baby. Fuck. You suck my dick so good." He moaned, writhing against the sheets, hip hips bucking once more, forcing him further into her mouth until he hit the back of her throat.

She swiped her tongue along the vein, and felt him twitch in her mouth, a sign that he was getting close.

She pulled back slightly, and wrapped her hand around his shaft, jacking him off as her tongue teased his crown and ridge.

His breathing was becoming heavier. She applied more suction with her mouth, as she continued to jack him off. His moans were deep, as her name fell from his lips. He began fucking into her mouth as he released ropes of warm cum into her mouth and down her throat, his body spasming from the force of his orgasm.

She swallowed every drop, sucking him dry, then licking her lips to pick up any traces she may have missed.

"That's one hell of a way to wake up." He grinned at her, his chest heaving.

"I was hungry." She smirked.

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The next few weeks flew by. The NASCAR playoffs had begun. Although he had not won a race yet this season, Ryan still easily made it into the round of twelve on points. The next round would be tough though. Without all the bonus points for winning a race and not having enough stage wins, Ryan found himself in the bottom four going into the round of eight, despite having good finishes. He would almost surely need a win to make the next round.

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Olivia stared at the timer on her phone once again and sighed. How was it possible that only a minute and a half had passed? This felt like an eternity.

She forced herself to think of something else. Anything else. She needed a distraction. She peeked into the bedroom. Ryan was still sleeping. She couldn't help but smile. She loved watching him sleep. He was so gorgeous. So sweet. So sexy. God she loved him.

Her timer finally going off snapped her out of her thoughts. She realized her palms were sweating as she made her way back to the bathroom. She stared down at the object sitting on the bathroom counter, a myriad of emotions coursing through her body. She wasn't quite sure how to feel.

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After debating whether or not to wake Ryan, she opted to let him sleep. She wasn't sure what to say, she still wasn't sure of how she was feeling.

She made her way into the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee and began making breakfast. Her nerves were shot, and as soon as the coffee began to brew, she was hit with a wave of nausea that sent her running to the bathroom, completely forgetting she had bacon cooking on the stove.

As she stood over the toilet dry heaving, due to the fact that she had nothing in her stomach to empty, she heard the smoke alarm go off. Just fucking great, she muttered, sliding to the floor, willing the nausea to pass so she could take care of the alarm.

She finally heard the smoke alarm stop blaring, undoubtably, Ryan had woken up. She struggled to find the energy to get up and face him, still debating what to say, when she heard a knock on the bathroom door.

"Livvy, are you okay baby?" Ryan asked through the door.

She crawled across the floor and opened the door, looking up into Ryan's concerned filled blue eyes.

She struggled to find the words. "Do you remember in Michigan when I got sick?" She asked.

"Because you didn't eat or drink all day."

She nodded. "Do you remember what we talked about that day?"

"You thought for a while you were pregnant." His eyes grew wide.

"This time it's not just a thought. We talked about how we would feel if it happened, and you said you would have been thrilled. Please tell me you still feel that way because I'm pregnant Ryan."

A/N: As promised a little smut and a little drama. How do you think Ryan is going to feel after hearing Olivia's news. Thanks for reading and voting. XOXO