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  Ouch. “That’s a little harsh,” I said slowly. Jake and I had always been on the same page before. We’d never argued or fought about where to spend our time. That was one of the reasons why I’d enjoyed being with him so much. It had all been so easy.

  I wondered if everything was changing.

  “Sorry,” Jake said, but he didn’t sound sorry. He looked rushed. “Look, we should go back in. I don’t want to be rude. They threw this party for me.”

  I turned to him. “They threw this party for everyone on the Laconick team. And their bitchy girlfriends,” I added under my breath.

  Jake narrowed his eyes at me. “Olivia, what’s going on?”

  I sighed. “Nothing,” I said. Jake stared at me and I blushed under his gaze, grateful for the shadows of the dark night sky.

  “What happened, Liv?” Jake said. He stepped closer and rubbed my arm with his hand. “You’re freezing! Want my jacket?”

  I nodded. It felt good that he was paying attention to me once again, but that didn’t erase the sting of Caterina’s comments…and Jake’s obliviousness to my discomfort.

  “Thanks,” I said. I sighed, not sure if I should say anything else. “Skip’s fiancée, Caterina…”

  “What about her?”

  “She said that we wouldn’t last,” I said softly.

  Jake laughed. “That’s ridiculous.”

  “She said she’s known you a lot longer.”

  “Yeah, she’s been with Skip for a while now, but what’s that got to do with anything?”

  ““She basically said that because I don’t come from money, we don’t have a future together.”

  “Bull shit! Who’s she to decide that for me?”

  “But I think it might be true,” I said. “Have you taken a look at all of the women in there? I’m not like them.”

  “And that’s why I like you.” Jake pulled me close and kissed me passionately, dipping me low. “Why would I look at those other women,” he murmured huskily against my throat. “How could I possibly look at those other women when I have you, Liv?”

  It felt so good to have his full attention again that I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. For that brief moment, all of our problems disappeared—it was just Jake and I, together again, wrapped in a little world of our own.

  That’s when I heard the catcalls and whistles.

  “Whoo boy!” A loud male voice shouted from behind us. “You get it, Teller!”

  Jake and I sprang apart, wiping our mouths with the backs of our hands. Skip was standing there grinning nastily with Caterina by his side. She smiled unpleasantly at me. God, what a bitch!

  Enough of this, I thought, stiffening. “Jake, I’m tired,” I said. “I’m going back to the hotel. You coming?”

  Jake glanced from me to Skip and Caterina. “Nah,” he said. “You go on ahead babe, I’ll be back later. Don’t wait up.”

  Chapter Seven

  Olivia

  “Morning, babe,” Jake whispered into my neck. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close. Under the soft Egyptian cotton sheets, his skin was warm and rough against mine. I moaned happily as Jake spooned me from behind, his hard cock digging into my ass. This was heaven.

  “Why didn’t you come home with me last night?” I mumbled sleepily, yawning and stretching. I deliberately pushed my ass against Jake’s cock until he growled with desire.

  “I’m here now,” Jake said softly. He nipped at the back of my neck and pleasure and arousal swam through my body, mingling deliciously with the lazy sleepiness I felt.

  “I guess I’ll forgive you.” I rolled around in bed until I was facing Jake and pressing my forehead against his. When we were this close, his sapphire eyes seemed like one giant eye in the center of his forehead. I closed my eyes and pressed my lips to him, tasting the slightly sour sweetness of his morning breath.

  Jake groaned into my mouth and traced his fingertips down my body, tugging the straps of my white chemise off my shoulders. His touch was feather-light and I shivered with arousal as Jake slipped his tongue into my mouth. I moaned softly, throwing one of my thighs over his and scooting closer. Jake reached down and grabbed the hem of my chemise, pulling it over my head and tossing it to the side in one swift motion.

  Clad only in panties, I pulled the sheets over our twisted bodies and pushed Jake onto his back. He grinned at me as I straddled his hips and knelt over his chest. Jake chuckled as the ends of my long hair brushed his bare chest. I planted a line of kisses down his neck and jaw until I was at his collarbone.

  Jake groaned. He arched his back and tangled his hands in my hair, yanking until a delicious pain mingled with the arousal flowing through my body. I moaned softly and kissed him passionately until my lips felt flayed and raw. Jake’s fingers grazed my thighs and played with the waistband of my panties, tugging them down until he could slip a finger inside and rub teasingly against my labia.

  “God,” I whimpered softly, lifting my hips away from Jake’s body to allow him better access to my most private area. Jake’s thumb found my clit and began rubbing slow circles around the engorged nub of flesh as I moved my hips against his hand and moaned softly, biting my lip and writhing in delicious agony.

  Jake pulled his hand away from my body and I cried out. What a fucking tease! He grabbed both of my hips and flipped me over on the bed until I was on my back. With a devilish grin, he crawled between my legs and nuzzled at the damp crotch of my panties. Jake reached up and gently squeezed my breasts, toying and playing with my nipples as he nudged my crotch with his nose and mouth. I closed my eyes, arched my back and cried out in anticipation. Lust soared through my veins like fire and soon, I was gasping and choking for air as Jake’s touches grew more and more intense.

  When he pulled his hands away from my breasts, I cried out again. Jake traced delicate circles on the insides of my thighs with his fingertips, getting closer and closer to the wet spot on my panties again but never quite close enough. I groaned in frustration and jerked around on the bed, desperate for more attention. “Please,” I begged.

  Jake chuckled between my thighs. “You’re so eager,” he said slowly as he deliberately held back. The husky sound of his voice made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. “I love watching you so turned on like this,” he whispered huskily.

  Jake tugged my panties down my hips, over my knees, then tossed them to the side. With a wicked grin, he spread my legs and settled in comfortably down between my thighs.

  Jake began by breathing on my labia slowly. I was so wet that my thighs were slippery and the sensation of his hot breath against my skin was enough to send my arousal shooting through the roof like a powerful rocket of lust. I groaned as he slipped a single finger inside my pussy and wriggled it up and down. Arching my back, I cried out loudly, begging for more.

  Jake laughed, then used the fingers of one hand to spread my labia apart. The cool air made my clit tingle and stiffen and I moaned as Jake wrapped his lips around my clit and began to suck. Pleasure flooded my body. I tangled my hands in his blonde hair, moving my hips up and down and groaning as his tongue flicked over my clit again and again. Arousal and lust commingled in my body and soon it felt like my lower belly was cramping with want of more. A fine sheen of perspiration broke out over my limbs and soon I was barely aware of moving through the air, humping Jake’s face as he licked and sucked me to oblivious delight.

  When Jake pulled away, I cried out. I went from feeling the most intense pleasure to a cold shock, like being dumped in an icy pool.

  Jake grinned. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, then leaned down to kiss me. I loved when his lips and chin were covered in my juices. It turned me on so much to lick him clean, enjoying the taste of my arousal on his skin.

  Jake positioned himself between my legs. He was still clad in boxers and I ran my hands down his muscular chest, rubbing over his hard cock. When he groaned, I couldn’t help but grin—I’d always loved pleasuring
him like this. It made me feel so powerful.

  “I want you,” I whispered, rubbing Jake’s erection with one hand through the cotton of his boxers.

  Jake yanked his boxers down and threw them over the side of the bed. He grabbed my legs and balanced his ankles on my shoulders. I moaned as the head of his cock pushed inside of me, deeper and deeper into of my pussy. The angle of our bodies allowed Jake greater access than ever and I could practically feel him slamming against my cervix as he began to slide his cock in and out of my waiting body.

  Jake grunted and groaned and bucked his hips against me. Each time he entered me, a new world of pleasure and light opened in front of my eyes. Soon I was moaning and writhing and moving against Jake’s body in a perfect, sensual rhythm. When we were making love, it felt like we were the only two people left in the world—like we were alone in the universe.

  My ankles slipped away from Jake’s shoulders and he grabbed my hips, pulling my body closer to his as his cock slammed inside of me. Pleasure exploded in my lower belly and I groaned, biting my lip and arching my back until my neck ached. Jake played with my nipples, pinching and licking and biting them until I moaned and tangled my hands in his blonde hair.

  Jake pulled out of me, then grabbed me by the hip and flipped me over onto my belly. The sheets felt hot and damp under my body and I groaned as he ran his fingers down my bare back, making me shiver. Not being able to see what Jake was about to do made each touch even hotter, and I groaned as his hand slid between the cheeks of my ass and pushed my thighs apart.

  When I felt Jake’s cock pushing at the swollen entrance to my pussy, I moaned and shoved my hips against him. He mounted my ass and grabbed deep handfuls of my flesh as he rode me, filling me up with his cock. I buried my face in the sheets and moaned, glad that he couldn’t see my sweaty, red cheeks and frantic eyes. Our lovemaking grew more intense and Jake reached down to lace his fingers with mine. When he pulled my hands behind my back and held them in place, I felt my body give itself up to him completely. The pleasure was gripping my body so tightly I could barely breathe and I could feel another orgasm swelling in my lower belly, like something was grabbing me between the legs.

  Jake grunted and groaned and thrust inside of me, harder and deeper than ever. It was enough to send me over the edge and soon, fireworks of pleasure were exploding in front of my eyes. I moaned and arched my back, moving sensually against Jake as his cock twitched and gushed inside of me. As we came together, Jake squeezed my fingers so tightly I thought they would break in his strong hands.

  “God, Liv,” Jake groaned loudly. He squeezed my ass one more time, then slid out of me and flopped beside me on the bed.

  “That was exactly what I needed,” I said lazily. My heart was pounding. I was so warm and flushed from the sex that I pushed the sheets away from my body, but Jake pulled me close before I could get up.

  “Don’t move. Let’s stay like this,” Jake whispered in my ear. “Just for a little while, Liv. Just until I have to get up.”

  “I’m fine with that,” I said softly. A happy, calm lull settled over my body. I could practically feel the awkward unpleasantness from the night before seeping out of pores like sweat.

  Jake nuzzled the back of my neck, licking some of the sweat away. His tongue against my bare skin made me shiver and despite the sated lull creeping through my veins, I couldn’t help but think about having another go.

  I turned around in his arms, nuzzling Jake’s face and kissing his lips. “That was nice,” I said softly. “I feel like we don’t get very many lazy mornings in bed now.”

  Jake chuckled. The blonde stubble on his jaw brushed my chin. “I know, babe,” he said. He yawned, shielding his mouth with one hand. “It’s the price of being rich and famous.”

  I frowned. “I hope that things settle down for a while,” I said softly. I pushed the hair out of Jake’s eyes. “I could use more rest and relaxation like this.”

  Jake chuckled again. “Babe, our lives together is like one big vacation,” he said.

  Just as I was about to reply, Jake’s phone buzzed on the nightstand. In an instant, he rolled away from me and leapt out of bed, grabbing his phone and holding it up to his ear.

  “Teller here,” Jake said, smiling a cocky smile. I frowned. Since when did he start answering the phone like that with his last name? That’s kind of a douche move, I thought as I watched Jake pace back and forth on the patterned carpet. As hard as I tried, I couldn’t hear the voice on the other end of the line—it mostly sounded like a lot of excited gibberish.

  “Aw, shit yeah!” Jake cried. He pumped a fist in the air. “That’s awesome, man! When do I start?”

  There was more chatty gibberish on the other end of the line.

  “Fuckin’ right,” Jake said. He grinned and then hung up.

  “What’s up?” I sat up in bed, pulling the sheet over my breasts. “What happened?”

  Jake whooped and cheered. He threw the phone on the bed, then leapt on the bed and started jumping so violently I thought I’d fall on the floor.

  “I got another sponsorship offer!” Jake said loudly. “Get this—it’s from a national chain of steakhouses!”

  “Wow,” I said. “That’s great. You think Andy will be happy?”

  Jake frowned. “Why wouldn’t he be?”

  I bit my lip. “Well, just…you know, because of how he reacted when you got the offer from cell phone carrier.”

  Jake narrowed his eyes. “Who cares what Andy thinks?” He turned around and grinned at himself in the mirror, winking at his reflection. “I did this—all by myself.”

  I could feel our afterglow fading as rapidly as a cheap spray tan.

  “Hey, babe, come back to bed,” I said, pouting and patting the spot next to me. “Let’s try for round two, okay?”

  Jake smirked. “No time, babe,” he said, walking into the bathroom and turning on the shower. “We got a race to win today!”

  ***

  Two hours later, I was settled into my seat at the Dallas race track. This was a bigger race than usual—it was a kind of relay event, with the whole Laconick race team instead of just Jake. I hated to admit it, but I was glad. He’d been acting differently lately…cockier than he was when we first met. I was so proud of him. He was doing so well! But to be completely honest, I wasn’t super enthused about the changes in his personality lately.

  To make matters worse, I checked my bank account that morning and discovered I had less than a thousand dollars left. I hadn’t won a bet on Jake since Munich. The hard partying and jet-set lifestyle we were living was really starting to take a toll. I hadn’t been this broke since before Jake and I had met. But now that he was doing better than ever at racing, I was reluctant to voice my concerns.

  I’d never wanted to depend on a man. Maybe that was why drivers went for girls like Caterina—they were beautiful and rich enough to bankroll a luxe lifestyle for two just in case the races didn’t go according to plan.

  The cars below looked like tiny rainbow specks as they started whirring and racing around the track. I’d gotten used to everything about races: the grease-clogged air, the scent of burning rubber, even the screaming fans. For a while, it had seemed almost homey and comforting. But now that I was so worried about Jake and myself, I didn’t really know what to think.

  It was becoming increasingly harder to be alone. When I was at Jake’s side, it was easy to forget all the doubts that were plaguing my mind. But as soon as I was by myself, I started thinking that maybe Caterina had been right—that Jake and I weren’t going anywhere. I was falling in love with him—hell, I already was in love with him. There were so many times I almost blurted it out. And I knew that Jake liked me…but I also knew that he liked his newfound fame and fortune just as much, if not more than me.

  I didn’t place a bet on Jake. I was too afraid of losing the rest of my money. As the cars spun around in seemingly endless circles, I tried to think of the best way to start making money. Mayb
e we settled in a place for a few weeks and I could find some kind of temp job, I thought. Hell, maybe I could even start working as a shots girl at one of the trashy bars. The idea wasn’t appealing. I hated the thought of parading around in skimpy clothes and flirting with men for cash. But with less than a thousand dollars left, I knew that soon I’d really have to start doing the thing I dreaded most in the world: relying on Jake to support me.

  The Laconick team didn’t win—they came in second. Still, the faces of Jake and his teammates on the jumbotron seemed happy and cheerful enough. The guys danced around, hugging each other and slapping each other on the back. I froze as I watched Jake lean down to a member of the pit crew—a blonde girl, with long hair pulled back in a ponytail. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and kissed her on the cheek, pulling her close.

  Jealousy exploded inside of my heart. As I stalked down to the pit, I tried to stay calm but it was impossible to keep my heart rate under control. My palms were sweaty with fear and panic, and I balled my hands into fists and shoved them in the pockets of my sundress.

  The guys didn’t stop cheering as I walked up. When Jake saw me, he flashed a lazy grin.

  “Hey, babe!” Jake called. “Come party with us!”

  I stood there, feeling stiff and wooden. The blonde girl sidled up to Jake’s side and gazed at him with pure adoration.

  “Liv, this is Angela,” Jake called out to me, grinning like a maniac. “Can you believe it? We have a girl on our pit crew.”

  Angela blushed and I realized she had to be at least five years younger than I was. I knew I should feel bad—she was obviously still a kid—but jealousy and anger tore through my heart with a vicious speed.

  “I see,” I said.

  “And she’s cute too,” Jake said. “She’s going to break a lot of hearts around here!” He winked playfully at Angela. My fist twitched and for a moment, I had to resist the urge to slap him. When his eyes met mine, his smile quickly turned into a frown. “Babe, what’s wrong? Did I do something?”