Chapter 40

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*****Smut Warning*****

Olivia tried to speak, but was unable to. Her mouth had gone completely dry and she was overcome with emotion. Ryan's eyes, as well as everyone else's were on her. Her gaze fell on Lisa, and she noticed Lisa had tears in her eyes. Olivia quickly realized she was crying too. Her heart pounding in her chest, she was still unable to find the words. Ryan's hand was shaking as he held the ring. She opened her mouth to speak, but the words failed to come out, so she nodded instead.

"Is that a yes?" Ryan asked nervously.

"Yes." Olivia finally managed to choke out, her voice husky with emotion.

"You had me worried for a minute." He laughed.

"Like I could ever say no to you." She had finally found her voice.

As they embraced, and he pressed his lips to hers, everyone in the room began cheering, much to Olivia's embarrassment. "We'll continue this later." Ryan whispered in her ear.

*******

Olivia wished she could freeze time to this very moment. Ryan's lips moved softly against hers as he began to undress her. She could still taste the traces of champagne from earlier on his tongue and it was so damn intoxicating.

His lips moved to her throat as he unhooked her bra, and it fell to the floor. It was then that she realized she was wearing nothing but a pair of thin panties, her dress lying in a pool around her feet, and he was still fully dressed. He had quick hands indeed.

Her hands fumbled as they moved to unbuckle his belt. Finally, it was undone, and she unfastened and slid the zipper of his jeans down. She could see the hard bulge that had formed behind his boxer briefs and her mouth watered.

Soon, she was sliding the jeans and boxers down his legs, and she watched in awe as his hard member sprang free, the tip already glistening with precum. It was beckoning her.

Forgetting about removing his shirt, she sank to her knees before him. Placing one hand on his thigh, and the other she wrapped around his thickness.

He threw his head back and let out a deep moan as her lips encircled him. She swiped her tongue along the vein before engulfing him in her mouth.

His hand tangled in her hair as he held her head against him. Suddenly, he pulled her off of his cock. She looked up at him questioningly.

"I need you." He said, his voice raspy. She looked up into his blue eyes, and they were dark with desire.

She needed him too. She could feel how soaked her panties were. She was also feeling a little wild.

She stood up, and made quick work of removing his flannel shirt, her fingers swiftly working the buttons, and sliding the shirt off of his shoulders.

Embracing her wild side, she pushed him back onto the bed, taking a quick moment to slide her panties down her legs and kick them free, before straddling him.

Taking his fully hard cock in her hand, she rubbed his tip along her slick folds, making him moan.

"Don't be a tease." He growled at her.

She guided him to her entrance and slid along his length, her walls stretching around him in the most delicious way.

He placed his hands on her hips, moving her back and forth, up and down, faster, until she felt the familiar quiver in her thighs and the quickening in the pit of her stomach. She rode the waves of her orgasm, and it left her breathless.

He removed his hands from her hips, and ran them up and down her sides then back, causing her to break out in goosebumps.

He pulled her towards him, until they were face to face and his lips met hers in a long, slow kiss.

It was always amazing between them, but this time felt different. Even better. Maybe it was because they were now engaged, but Olivia felt an even stronger connection to Ryan than ever before. But she wanted more.

"Fuck me Ryan." She whispered in his ear.

She watched his eyes darken even more, and in one swift motion, he flipped them over so he was now on top, hovering over her.

He crashed his lips onto hers, their tongues tangling together as he licked hungrily into her mouth. He thrusted hard into her, causing her to arch her back up off the bed, as a wave of pleasure shot up her spine.

Long, smooth strokes, followed by quick, shallow thrusts had her plunging into the abyss. His name falling from her lips, first in a breathless whisper, now in moans and cries of pleasure, as her legs wrapped tighter and tighter around him, her hips coming up off of the bed underneath her as he repeatedly hit the spot that gave her the most pleasure.

His movements began to stutter, then still, and she felt him twitch inside of her. With a deep grunt and two more hard thrusts, he was spilling his hot seed into her, his body trembling from the force.

Ryan was her first, her only and her last, and it was just as well because he had totally ruined her for anyone else. He set her soul on fire. Made her heart beat faster. He worshipped her body and mind and made her feel things she never thought possible. He could make her quiver and melt at the same time. He could make her cum just by whispering in her ear.

Olivia was in utter ecstasy. This was the man she was going to spend the rest of her life with. She was going to marry the love of her life.

*******

The off season went by pretty quick. Ryan and Olivia stayed busy. Erin and William Byron were officially dating, and Olivia was amused watching Ryan play the overprotective big brother. They spent a week in Nashville for the NASCAR banquet, a group vacation in Turks. Christmas and New Years, with Ryan's birthday on New Year's Eve.

A huge announcement was made by Team Penske. An crew swap, minus spotters, for all of their teams. Ryan's team would be moving to Brad. Brad's team to Joey and Ryan would be getting Joey's team.

Mid January, the start of the season was quickly approaching. Only a month until Daytona. In preparation for the new season, Ryan underwent his yearly ritual of cutting his hair short and shaving his off season mustache. Olivia wasn't a huge fan of the mustache, and wasn't too sad to see it go, but she loved the long hair. She still thought he was the sexiest thing she had ever laid eyes on.

She could not wait to see what the future had in store for them.

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