Fast and Loaded: A Bad Boy Sports Romance by Roxy Sinclaire Page A

she said playfully.
    “I was, until now,” I said, without realizing the importance of the words.
    She smiled at me, “Maybe we can just break in Theresa for now? No need to think about tomorrow. Not when we still have tonight, right?”
    I nodded my head, not wanting to kill whatever was happening between us. “Right.”
    Following her lead, I took my place behind the wheel. It brought back a flood of memories from the race, and it almost destroyed everything about the fun we were having that night.
    Luke had put a dark taint on Theresa, and I didn’t know if we were going to be able to save her again. This time was different. This time, I hadn’t caught his cheating ways in time. We had so much work to do before I would be able to race in the next stage.
    “Hey,” whispered Amber as she turned my face to her. “Come back to me. We can worry about her later okay?”
    I nodded my head, “Okay.”
    “Tonight is about us, I need this as much as you do,” she replied softly.
    Her words struck a chord inside of me, and I found myself focusing on her. Leaning forward, I locked her lips into a fierce embrace with my own. I didn’t hold back. I knew that she wanted me as much as I wanted her. Nothing was going to stop us, not Luke, not Theresa and not the race.
    She was everything that I wanted in that moment. My body began to feel warm, and my shaft continued to grow.
    I felt her hand travel up my leg until she was able to feel my cock. I jumped away a little when her hand gripped me. She was strong, and her grip made me want to ejaculate right away. I had never before felt so aroused by a woman.
    Amber was turning my world upside down. Her touch sent shivers of desire coursing through my body, shivers that I never wanted to stop. My stomach clenched in anticipation of what was coming.
    My heart was racing as she climbed over the shifter to straddle me. I grabbed her hips and squeezed, watching as she bit her lip. It was evident that she liked it when I touched her there. Digging in my thumbs, Amber let out a subtle moan of pleasure.
    I smiled as she kneeled down to kiss me tenderly. Tasting her lips, my gaze caught hers, and I saw a glint of playfulness. I moaned in desire as her body pressed against mine. Music filled the air from the radio as the lights from the dashboard cast a soft glow over us.
    My hands left her hips and traveled up to her breasts, waiting for her to stop me. I knew that it was what she wanted; she had made that clear from the beginning. Still, I didn’t want her to feel like she was just another woman to me.
    She was special, and I needed her to know that. Our eyes stayed locked together as I waited for her to push me away. When that moment never came, I let out a sigh of relief. She was making me feel like a virgin all over again. It was thrilling and terrifying all at once.
    Gazing into her eyes, I saw that she was just as aroused as I was. She licked her lips, something I had seen her do before and a move that always seemed to drive me insane.
    One day, I promised myself, one day I would take that lip and spend an hour just kissing it. Until she knew how much her subtle little movements turned me on and drove me crazy.
    I pulled her close to me, capturing her lips in another kiss before my hands found her hardened nipples. They were barely covered up by the tight shirt she was wearing. I made short work of removing it before pulling my own shirt over my head.
    Her skin, touching mine, was everything that I had imagined and more. Her dark areolas looked like warm chocolate, just begging to be licked. Such firm but tender buds, I thought as she gasped out in pleasure.
    “Oh God,” she moaned.
    I smiled as I nibbled a little bit harder on her. “Do you like that?”
    “Yes,” she whispered.
    I asked, “Should I stop?”
    “No!” she called out. “Please don’t stop. I need more.”
    “Let’s see how good you are first,” I said to her playfully.
    “Desmond,” she called out