Surge: Bad Boy Racing Romance (Fastlane Series Book 1)

by Storm, Sloan

  Ava smiled at me and did as I asked. Over the next minute or so my cock twitched, feeling like it was hard enough to split her in two. Ava fucking hypnotized me with her movements. When only her bra and thong remained, I licked my lips.

  Although I wasn’t sure, I probably hadn’t blinked for almost a minute.

  Swallowing hard, I looked on while she reached around behind her back and unhooked her bra. Afterward, she tossed it aside with a casual flick and her tits appeared in my line of sight. Wanting more than anything to put them in my mouth and touch them with my fingers, I resisted the urge until I’d gotten everything I wanted.

  “The rest of it,” I said, gesturing towards her thong.

  Ava’s lips curled into a deviant smile. She reached up towards her face, hooking her hair behind her ears. I looked up at her, realizing what a perfect beauty she was. But that only made my desire a thousand times stronger. I allowed my eyes to travel down her curves towards her thong, where I stopped.

  I stared, watching while Ava glided her fingertips down the center of her body, at last hooking them around the elastic of her underwear. A second later, I kept my focus while the satiny material fell away, exposing her pussy. Now that she was completely naked, like me, I motioned with my fingers for her to approach.

  She knelt next to me.

  “What do you want, Dyson?”

  That wasn’t a question she needed to ask.

  “I want to taste you, Ava baby.”

  She smiled at me for an instant. In the next, Ava swung an arm and leg over my body. Afterward, I reached up and grabbed onto the outside of her thighs, pulling her back on her haunches until her folds were inches from my mouth.

  No sooner had I done so than Ava wrapped her hand around the base of my cock and swallowed me once again. I grunted, squeezing my ass cheeks together while she nearly took my entire shaft into her mouth. I exhaled, lifting my head up towards her pussy.

  I devoured her.

  With my tongue, I glided up and down her folds, flicking and tasting as I went. Using my thumb, I began to stroke at her clit, starting with small, but firm, circles.

  No sooner had I done so than Ava let loose with a deep groan. Sensing her excitement, I began to increase my speed, thumbing at her clit with an ever-increasing friction. At the same time, I eased two fingers inside her, and using a come hither motion, I dragged my fingers within, curling them under. Ava’s hips began to shake, almost vibrate, while she struggled to steady herself above me.

  Now, with my tongue and fingers assaulting her in nearly every way, I increased the intensity of my efforts, determined to drive her mad with ecstasy. Just then, Ava pulled my cock out of her mouth and while she continued to slide her hand up and down the length of my shaft, she lowered her head between my thighs and started to suck my balls. I moaned, spreading my legs and clenching my jaw, while she devoured me.

  We continued this way for several minutes. Ava bounced her hips up and down, keeping pace with the rhythm of my strokes inside. It wasn’t long after that she took my dick between her lips once again, sliding her mouth down the entire length of it.

  I inhaled a deep breath at the silken feel of her mouth. Suctioning me the entire time, Ava’s efforts brought me to the brink. At the last instant, I refocused my effort and consumed her as never before. Within seconds, Ava released my dick from her mouth again, crying out.

  “Oh fuck, Dyson baby, fuck!”

  While she gyrated above me, teetering on the edge of climax, I remained focused. My fingers and tongue moved at a lightning like pace, sending her to uncontrollable peaks of pleasure. For a while she continued to jerk her hand up and down but soon, the impending crash of release overwhelmed her.

  Ava thrust her hips downward with a powerful snap, screaming while the moment froze her in place over the top of me. No words came from her mouth, only a long sustained whimper. Her entire body shook and pulsed. Orgasm took her, causing Ava to eventually collapse on top of me, quivering. I pulled away from her, removing my hands and mouth.

  But, she wasn’t finished and neither was I.

  DYSON

  “I need you to fuck me, Dyson,” she gasped, barely able to get herself back on all fours. “Please.”

  I leaned back, reaching up and grabbing her at the hips. I moved her in the direction of my dick. Punch drunk with bliss, Ava’s upper body listed a bit from side to side but before long, she straddled me in a reverse cowgirl position.

  With one hand on her hip, I grabbed the base of my cock with the other. Within seconds, I guided it between her legs. Looking in her direction, I licked my lips and watched while she lowered her hips. At last, I felt the unmistakable warmth of her folds as they wrapped around me.

  Ava moaned while she descended. “Baby, ohhhh, baby…”

  Once she’d taken me inside of her, Ava paused for a moment, leaning forward and placing her palms flat against my thighs. I felt her contract, squeezing me inside of her. Just then, I reached out towards her ass and wrapped my hands around it.

  Once I had, Ava dropped her head back between her shoulders, reaching up and grabbing her tits. Without any hesitation I began to thrust inside of her. My cock, now fully engorged, raged with each pump of my hips. Ava relaxed herself into my aggression, providing the perfect amount of friction with each crack of my pelvis against her ass.

  While I fucked her, I allowed my hands to wander along her curves, making their way of the sides of her torso until at last I reached around and filled my palms with her full breasts. Using my fingertips, I rolled her nipples between them. Ava inhaled a deep breath, reaching up and covering my hands with her own, never breaking her rhythm while she bounced up and down on top of me.

  For the next several minutes we continued, but with each second that ticked by, I my felt own need began to grow past my ability to control it. At last, I reached towards Ava’s ass and eased her off of me. She tumbled forward, rolling over on her back, her legs spread and looking up at me with need in her eyes.

  After getting to my knees and wrapping my hand around the base of my cock, I looked down at Ava. Sunlight shined in through the window across the room, causing her sweat covered skin to glisten. She looked up at me, the swollen lips of her mouth parted. I moved between her thighs, licking my own lips in return and guiding my shaft towards her folds.

  While I approached, Ava spread her legs to their limit. I wasted no time and thrust my dick inside of her with aggression. Ava threw her head backwards, yelping, and after wrapping her hands around my backside, she dug her fingernails into my flesh.

  She hooked her legs low, yanking my ass towards her. I grunted, ramming inside of her while my dick hardened to the point of pain. Ava arched her lower back, tilting her hips and raising her head off the floor at the same time.

  I looked down at her, droplets of sweat from my chest fell towards her tits. While I continued to thrust, I reached down and smeared the perspiration into her breasts with my thumb. Ava looked up, her eyes met mine. I moved my thumb towards her full lips. She opened her mouth for me and took my finger inside, her cheeks indenting while she suckled me.

  After a few moments, I withdrew my finger. Ava glanced towards me for an instant before shifting her focus between her thighs. Locking my arms at the elbow, I braced myself on either side of her torso and began to thrust harder than ever. There was something about watching her watch me that nearly drove me to the brink.

  Ava nodded her head.

  “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” she whispered, each rhythmic utterance timed with my withdrawal.

  It wouldn’t be long now, and there was nothing I could do about it. Around that time, I glanced down between my legs and noticed the pulsing action of my dick. Illuminated in sunlight, I watched as the lips of Ava’s pussy hugged the girth of my shaft tight, expanding and contracting with each pass inside of her.

  After a few seconds, I shifted my attention back towards Ava’s face.

  She looked up at me, her gaze clouded with lust. With a
gentle caress, Ava draped her fingers around my biceps, tracing the outlines of the veins in my arms. For several seconds after, the sound of my hips cracking against her ass echoed in the room while Ava rocked beneath me.

  Without warning, Ava hooked her feet at the ankle, yanking me towards her with all of her might. At the same time, her fingers dug in harder than they ever had before. I watched her transform before my eyes. Her entire body went stiff, arching upward in my direction.

  Ava screamed and cried.

  “Dyson! Dyson! I’m cumming!”

  I held there for a fraction of a second before snatching her arms and pinning her to the ground. Her eyes, which had been pinched closed, flipped open at my sudden aggression.

  She continued to climax while I held her flat against the ground and fucked her. I felt rawness come to my knees while I thrust inside of her, the friction of the carpet setting my skin on fire. Exhausted, Ava went limp beneath me while every fiber in my body remained focused on only one thing.

  I had no idea how long it continued. I lost myself in taking her. I lost myself in owning her.

  The next thing I remember, Ava whispered words to me. Unclear at first, she continued to utter them until I noticed.

  “Cum in my mouth, baby,” she begged. “I want it… I need it.”

  Her words grabbed my attention, focused it and took me to the brink. My dick was beyond hard, aching and in need of release. I thrust harder, faster and deeper, knowing that at any second she’d get exactly what she wanted.

  And then, I reached the point of no return. Pulling out, I grabbed the base of my cock and knelt above her. Ava snapped forward, reaching for my shaft. Swallowing it into her mouth, she began to suck it.

  “Ahhh!” I cried out. “Fuck!”

  The feeling radiated from between my legs, rippling through my pelvis and the rest of my body like a stone in the middle of a pond. Waves of climax washed over me. My cock pulsed inside of Ava’s mouth. She hummed, moaning with satisfaction while my climax peaked. Minutes later, I collapsed on the floor next to her, utterly spent.

  For the moment, anyway.

  “Oh God,” Ava whispered, sliding one of her legs over mine. “That was… wow.”

  I laid there for a few seconds, catching my breath and relaxing. Ava remained silent, the only motion from her was the rhythmic stroking of her hand along my midsection. Eventually, I rolled my head in her direction.

  “We’ve got a lot to celebrate today, don’t we?” I asked.

  She nodded, still half groggy from her climax and mine. “Mmm hmm.”

  Just then, my dick twitched between my legs, hardening again. In a flash, I rolled over on top of Ava, spreading her legs and positioning myself between them once more.

  “Well, then,” I began. “We better get started right away. Check out time is at noon.”

  Ava giggled, wrapping her arms and legs around me.

  “I already got us a late checkout.”

  With my cock hard as stone, I slid it inside of her.

  Ava gasped.

  “Even better,” I growled. “Even better.”

  AVA

  Later that afternoon, Dyson and I returned to the racetrack.

  Dieter wanted the team to get together one last time before the Formula One circuit resumed in Europe. Over the past few months, in spite of the ups and downs, I’d come to enjoy being around all of them. Theirs was a difficult business and one that required teamwork and precision at its highest level. I felt lucky to be part of it, even if only for a short period of time.

  I didn’t know when, if ever, I’d see them again, so after we arrived, Dyson and I spent time mingling and talking to the crew. Things had been so hectic while the races were going on that I hadn’t gotten to know most of them nearly as well as I would’ve liked to. It was nice to change that, if only a little.

  The afternoon turned into evening. One by one, the team members began to disperse. Before long only a small group of us remained. The team garage door was still open. While Dyson talked to Darren and Dieter, I leaned against it, looking out over the racetrack.

  From behind, I heard footsteps approaching.

  “You’re way better looking than Dr. Luca.”

  I glanced over my shoulder to see Marco drawing close to me. I smiled at him and a couple of seconds later we hugged. After kissing me on the cheek, he leaned away.

  “So are you going to come on the road with us? Back to Europe?”

  The sunset at the far end of the racetrack, filling the interior of the garage with electric hues of red and orange. I hooded my eyes with my hand and looked at him.

  “No, this isn’t the life for me. Everything I want is back home in Austin.”

  Marco nodded for a moment and glanced in Dyson’s direction before turning back to look at me again. “Everything?”

  I shrugged and shook my head. “Maybe you should ask him.”

  “Or, maybe,” he began, stepping close to me and draping his arm across my shoulder. “Maybe I should mind my own business.”

  I looked at him and smiled.

  “So is this goodbye?” he asked. “It feels like goodbye to me. Doesn’t it feel that way to you?”

  “A little, yeah.”

  He pulled his arm off my shoulder and stepped back. “I think you’re good for him, Ava.”

  Marco looked in Dyson’s direction and without facing me, continued, “I love him like a brother, and I know there’s nothing he wouldn’t do for me. When you’re with a driver, it’s never easy, but I can promise you—life will never be dull.”

  After he finished his thought, Marco looked at me again.

  “Well, I must be going,” he said. “We start testing again in Milan soon.”

  Before he turned to walk away, we embraced one more time.

  “Take care of yourself, Ava,” he began, winking at me. “Take care of him, too.”

  I chuckled. “I’ll do my best. You take care of yourself, Marco. I mean it.”

  Marco nodded, turned and disappeared through one of the open bay doors. Just then, my cell phone began to vibrate in the pocket of my jeans.

  Reaching inside, I pulled it out and answered.

  “Ava?”

  I immediately recognized the voice of Ed, the attorney for child protective services. I snapped to attention, completely focused on the next word out of his mouth.

  “Yes? I mean, hello Ed. I mean… Oh, I’m sorry. I’m just a wreck.”

  Ed’s reassuring laugh echoed through the phones receiver.

  “It’s quite all right. Being anxious and excited is completely understandable. Can you talk?”

  “Yes, of course!”

  I exited the garage and walked out into the warm evening air.

  “Well, I won’t keep you,” he began. “I just wanted to call and let you know that we were able to put things in motion faster than we’d hoped. The bottom line is that Mr. Philo has agreed to waive his parental rights. The only thing that remains is for you to handle a bit of paperwork on your end and finalize the adoption of your nephew.”

  I spun in place, covering my mouth with my hand. A torrent of tears streamed down my cheeks out of nowhere. Emotion choked me and rendered me unable to speak. Between sobs of joy, I tried to thank him but nothing understandable came out of my mouth for at least ten seconds.

  “Ava, I want to tell you how happy I am for not only you, but Simon as well.”

  I did my best to wipe away the tears, but it became impossible to keep up. While Ed talked, I happened to glance in the garage and see Dyson looking straight at me.

  “W-What d-do I do next?” I stammered.

  Ed explained that I needed to return to Austin and pick up the finalized paperwork at the courthouse. Once it was completed, the adoption would sail through and before long, Simon would officially be my son.

  “How soon can this happen?”

  Ed paused for a moment. “Um, I can have the paperwork filed first thing in the morning. Is that soon enough
?”

  Ecstatic, I thanked him, and less than a minute later, I hung up. With the remnants of my tears still drying on my cheeks, I hurried back inside of the garage. Dyson saw me approaching and began to walk in my direction.

  “Ava,” he began, walking up to me and wrapped his hands around my shoulders. “What’s the matter? Why are you crying?”

  I wasted no time and explained everything to him - that Simon would finally be my son. In that moment, as much as I wanted Dyson to be part of it as well, nothing was going to stand between me and the joy of adoption. Dyson smiled wide and swallowed me with a strong embrace. Afterward, we kissed for several seconds before he released me, and we turned to face Darren and Dieter.

  “You guys!” he called to them, gesturing for the two of them to walk over. “Come quick!”

  Since I was far too overcome with emotion, Dyson stepped in and did it for me, explaining everything to the two men.

  He’d hardly finished when Dieter raised his hand towards us. “Did you say that the paperwork would be ready tomorrow morning?”

  I nodded, finally swallowing down enough of the emotion I’d been experiencing to respond.

  “Yes, that’s what I was told.”

  Dieter clapped his hands together, rubbing them with a vigorous motion.

  “That settles it,” he began, reaching inside of his suit coat for his cell phone. “You and Dyson can use my private jet. It will be ready for you within the hour.”

  AVA

  Dyson and I arrived home after a late-night flight from New York.

  Not only had Dieter arranged for his private jet to fly us back, but when we arrived, a limousine awaited. The driver took Dyson and me to my apartment and informed us he had specific instructions to spend the night in the parking lot, if necessary.

  We managed to sneak in undetected.

  When the first hint of morning sunlight shined in my room, I slipped out of bed, careful not to disturb Dyson. Tiptoeing out of the room, I made my way towards Simon’s bedroom. Although it was a school day, I wanted him to be with me more than anything. However, my nephew hated to miss school for any reason.