‘Always do the same and I’m to blame I lost control again … I know that I’m a mess …
But I ain’t tryna be the best …
So, whatever’s coming next I better pray-ay-ay-ay
Never said I was an angel … I am damaged all the way …
So, whatever’s coming next I better pray-ay-ay-ay
I lost, I lost, I lost control again … Always do the same and I’m to blame …’
“Mel, I sincerely … am in love with you,” I stutter like a nerd. “You should know that.” She bites that plump sexy drive-me-fucking-crazy bottom lip.
“Truth be told, I wanted to tell you about Chloe that night … ask you about Alejandro … but when I scurried up the courage you were gone.”
I hand her my phone.
“You can look at all my messages if you want.” She slowly scrolls through them all with a disgusted face. The same one I get when I see them.
“I couldn’t delete anything cause my lawyer said it’s our only proof.” Later today the lawyer is going to talk to Chloe and her dad. We hope we can settle the matter and make her remove the pictures without going to extremes. Else a restraining order and lawsuit will be put into place.
She drops the phone in the holder between the seats.
“Enrique gets loads of nudes every day … so do you get that too?” Suddenly the fact that girls fall so easily for me feels more like a curse now, than the blessing I always thought it to be. Just tell the truth, Damion Grimm. Just always tell the truth – some of Mom’s wonderful advice to me.
“Yes, I do … or did.” The disappointment is visible on her face. I want to fix that. “But I got a new phone at the start of this season, and only a few people have the number. So no more pictures.”
“And in the odd case, that I do get a nude now, I delete it immediately and block the number.” She smiles faintly. “I told you, I’m not going to fuck this up. Definitely not for a stupid pair of tits.” The smile increases.
“What about Chloe?”
“The bitch got my number from her father. However, tonight I’m changing phones again. This time not even my sponsors will have my number … they’ll have to go through Dean or Mark.” Afraid to look at her, I keep my eyes on the road, and before she can say anything I continue.
“Mel,” my voice a hoarse whisper, “I’ve got a shitload of demons … or baggage whatever you want to call it. And I know that my lifestyle … my past … it’s not going to make things easy for us.” I take a breath. “But I can’t lose you.”
“I was in fucking hell these last few days. So you name it and I will do it – no more secrets, no more running.” I fill my lungs with enough air and watch the road. “I will even quit racing if that’s what you want.”
There’s the sound of a hard deep whoop as she gasps in her breath. I turn my head to look at her. The deep soulful loving expression in her eyes throws me for a loop.
I gulp and wheeze and swallow down the tickle in my throat. Okay, it’s more than a frog than a tickle. My heart pounds so fast, that not even this fancy car will be able to keep up with it.
She puts her hand on my leg and my hungry cock does flip-flops. The poor boy is so fucking stuffed up with uncum sperm he aches.
“So you feel something for me then?” A devilish smile comes to her lips as her hand moves closer to my dick. I don’t know what she is planning, but I do know if I don’t cum inside her soon, I think I’m actually going to die. Or at the very least my dick is going to fall off.
“Hell, Mel, if you can’t see how much control you have over me I don’t know what more I can do to show you.”
“Go on, tell me more about this control I have.” Her hand inches up.
“The thing is when I’m away from you, the longing drives me insane, and when I’m with you, you drive me bonkers, so you see my problem?” Her fingers are playing with the button of my jeans, teasing me. Fucking minx.
“That IS a problem. But you see, I also have a problem.” She bites her lip.
“And what’s that?” My voice is a harsh raw horny gruffle.
“You don’t know how horny I’ve been this last couple of weeks.” Not expected, but much appreciated.
“And since my little girl down there tasted you, my fingers are just not enough to satisfy her completely.” I choke on my own spit. Fucking hell. My control goes out the door.
She giggles at my unfamiliar humiliating behavior. Dammit. What is this girl doing to me?
“My body is at your disposal any time you need it.” I try to sound cocky … in control … restraint … although I’m none of those things at the moment.
She’s wearing that same sexy-ass denim dress that she wore weeks ago to the diner when she broke up with Ren. The exact one. The fucking dick-teaser.
“Eh, Angel, you look absolutely drop-dead gorgeous today in that little dress,” I smile, trying to do that sexy thing with my eyes that she seems to like.
“Oh, this dick-teaser … just something that was lying around in my cupboard. But flattery will get you everywhere Mr. Grimm.” Her eyes turn dark.
“Did I mention that this is one of the fastest cars on the road? We could be at my house in a snap.” She pouts her mouth.
“Is that so?” I watch her undo her safety belt. “I’m not sure I can wait that long.” She slides over the console to sit on my lap. Her legs straddle my waist as her skirt bunches high on her thighs. She strokes a finger over my bulging erection while it takes every driving skill I have to not get us killed.
“Damn, Mel. You’re not playing fair.” I leave one hand on the steering wheel as the other moves in under her dress. All while I keep one eye on the road.
I snap my head and slightly jerk the car to the wrong side of the road.
“Fucking hell!” I shout, getting back in line. “You’re not wearing panties!” My finger slides down the unexpected dripping warm slit of her pussy. She pulls up her shoulders with a seductive look.
She kisses my neck, tongues my ear, and whispers, “I’m not wearing a bra either.”
That’s it. I’m done. My mouth lands on her lips … desperate … watching the road over her shoulder. I slip a finger into her and she grinds herself on my hand, her fingers undoing her zipper – and then that dress slowly slides open. It’s the sexiest goddamn thing I have ever seen.
“You’re driving me fucking insane, do you know that.”
“Good. Cause you make me crazy.”
Since driving while fucking probably is against the law, and most likely extremely dangerous, I pull the car off the road so fast that it leaves a trail of dust before it comes to a halt. She clings to my shoulders to keep her balance. The dust hangs in the air around the car, making it impossible to see our surroundings.