Drive.
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"Racing is what keeps me going. In those few seconds I am completely free and forget everything around me. It's my passion to get in my car and press the gas pedal," she said, still looking at the sunset stretching out in front of us.
Her black hair blew in the wind as she took a few steps forward on the roadway and then stopped again.
Suddenly, in the background, I heard rapidly approaching engines, which I knew all too well by now.
"We have to go, they'll be here any minute," I said while walking towards her.
Madison remained very still and her gaze was still fixed on the sky, which was now a light shade of purple.
"You're right, it really is time to go," she said, but still stood still and didn't move a muscle.
I was about to start grabbing her wrist to get out of here as fast as possible, when her next words stopped me.
"But only for you, not for me."
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I find Riley leant against the driver's side door of her car with a cigarette in her mouth. I step up closer to her, not even giving a shit that we haven't had an actual conversation. I take the cigarette for myself and she allows me to, her eyes gliding over me lustfully. Okay, as I said, I can find no faults with doing this. As I smoke the cigarette, her hands reach out to touch my chest, her pointer finger dragging down to rest against my belt. She latches onto it and yanks me closer to her, my entire body crushing her to the car. She then gets into her car and fucks off, after giving me the look. We get to her apartment in less than ten minutes and it's my turn to slam her against the wall outside her door. I smash my lips down on hers and she curves into me, immediately opening her mouth and diving her tongue into mine.
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