Brooke closed the door behind her and leaned her back against the door. She looked over at her best friend and smiled.
“Oh this is going to be good! Tell me everything!” said Paige with excitement.
Paige turned off the TV and patted the seat on the couch beside her. Brooke came and had a seat.
“He’s gorgeous! He’s charming! He’s dreamy!” she said with a huge smile on her face.
“OK! Details, what did you do, where did you go?” she said. “What does he drive?” She added.
“We went to this amazing restaurant. Oh my God it was gorgeous! We had steak and lobster and a couple of drinks. We talked and got to know each other better. You are not going to believe this. He owns a recording studio, and that club we were at last night, has an open mic contest every Monday night. And the winner gets to cut a professional demo CD and it gets sent out to record labels.” She said excitedly explaining her night.
“AND!” she said with extra enthusiasm, “He is going to try and get me a spot on Monday night’s card for me to sing!” she said.
“Really? That’s so awesome babe! You are going to destroy the competition. You will win. No one stands a chance!” she said with an overabundance of support for her friend.
“What do you know about him?” she asked.
“Well, he is a street racer!” she said.
“Whoa, red flag! That’s illegal, you know that right!” she said.
“Yea, but I don’t think I know enough about it. It sounds organized and it sounds exciting.” She said.
“Are you hearing yourself? The same person who gets nauseous if a bus takes a corner too fast?” said Paige with a laugh.
“Didn’t say I wanted to race with him.” She answered. “Anyway, he has invited me to watch his brother race tomorrow night. I will get to be in the crew and see the action from behind the scenes!” she added.
“So what does he drive?” She asked.
“I have no idea. It’s a sports car, and it’s fast.” She answered.
“Did you kiss him?” Paige blurted out.
Brooke sat on the couch and blushed.
“You kissed him!” she said. “Is he a good kisser?” she added.
“Oh my god, I near died. He is amazing!” She said as Paige could tell she was replaying the kiss in her mind a thousand times over.
“He said, him and his crew are very prominent in LA, it seemed kind of strange. I’m still not sure what he does.” said Brooke as she faded back to dinner.
“Well, he wasn’t afraid to say he’s a street racer. Maybe there’s more than just that?” asked Paige.
“I don’t know he’s so sweet and kind to me. He’s perfect! What else could there be?” asked Brooke, thinking about it deeply.
“I am going to have a quick shower and go to bed.” Said Brooke as she walked down the hall, humming a soft tune to herself.
“Happy for you! Ask if he has a brother, or a friend for me!” Paige shouted jokingly.
Chapter 6 – The Crew
Ethan picked up Brooke just before midnight. They drove to the abandoned shipping yards where the crew was waiting. They got out of the car and Ethan did some quick introductions.
“Liam, Dean, Blake, this is Brooke!” he said.
They all said hello and smiled at her.
Just then Hunter arrived in his Mustang. He pulled up to the crew and popped the hood. Octavia and Hunter got out of the car and joined the crew.
“Hunter, Octavia, this is my friend Brooke. Brooke, this is my brother Hunter, and his fiancée Octavia.” He said.
“It is a pleasure to meet you!” Said Hunter as he shook her hand.
“Likewise!” she replied.
“I love your hair!” said Octavia
“Thank you, you’re too kind!” said Brooke, as she blushed.
Blake was already at his car and inspecting the engine. Brooke watched as a few more cars entered the abandoned lot. There were 4 main groups of people each surrounding one car, which she assumed would be one of the car’s racing in the event.
“All good. The juice is full and everything is purring nicely!” said Blake as he returned to the crew.
The car was always in perfect running order. It was maintained and checked after each race, but as part of their race day ritual, there was always a final inspection of the vehicle just before the start of the race.
“GPS is on, spotters are in place, and radio battery is full. We have your back should you find unwelcome guests.” said Dean.
“Good!” said Hunter. “You just never know!”
“Come racers!” said a tiny man in the center of the lot.
“That’s Ian. He keeps the controller.” Said Ethan explaining to Brooke what was happening.
Hunter and Octavia walked to the center of the lot as did the other racers and their navigators.
“What’s happening now?” she asked Ethan.
“Hunter is giving Ian his entry fee. Tonight is Saturday, so it’s 50 grand. Ian is explaining the rules, which are not many. Then he will tell the racers to pull up to the start line.” He answered.
A moment later she watched as Hunter and Octavia got into the Mustang. She watched them pull up to the starting line as did the other three racers. A tall slender busty woman appeared a moment later.
Brooke watched as she pointed to each driver. She then held a green flag high above her head and waited a few seconds. With a quick drop of her arm holding the flag she heard the roar of the 4 cars stomping on the gas pedal. The tires began spinning and the smell of burnt rubber quickly filled the air.
Seconds later the cars lit out, down the only entrance and exit to the race area. Hunter was in second place and Brooke’s heart was already racing.
“Come, this is where the fun starts!” said Ethan as he took her hand and walked to the trunk of Blake’s car.
Dean had a laptop open on the trunk and she could see a map of the surrounding area and 4 colored dots that were moving on the map.
“The red dot, that’s Hunter!” he said.
“They are all bunched together, like on top of each other!” she exclaimed.
“Yea, at the beginning of the race, the cars are pretty close. Sometimes they’re within a foot or two of each other. See they just hit 41st street.” Ethan pointed out on the map. “They are starting to spread apart. And Hunter is now in first place.” He said.
Brooke watched as she started to see the dots separating and having some distance between them.
“How far is the race?” she asked.
“Depends which route we are using. We have a few to try and keep the cops at bay to figure out where we are going!” he said.
“Tonight is a 40-mile race. 5 Miles to start in the city. 25 miles on the open highway, then the last 10 miles in the city.” He explained. “The first 30 miles are easy. The last 10 is what separates the boys from the men. It’s heavily patrolled with cops, and their Anti street racing team. So getting back here is often challenging.” He explained.
Brooke was fascinated with the map on the screen. Suddenly the blue dot went out.
“What happened? The blue dot disappeared.” She asked with concern.
“Out of the race. Either he crashed, got hit by the cops, or something, but he is out.” He explained.
“What’s to stop someone from taking a short cut and cheating to win the race?” She asked trying to figure out how this all worked.
“The GPS is mandatory in all racers cars. It is connected to an underground network that tracks their every move. That is linked up to the map system. They must maintain the course until the last 10 miles. You are only allowed to veer off course if you are being chased by the cops. And even then you must add miles to your route, not take a short cut. If you do not complete at least 40 miles of the race, you are disqualified.” He explained.
“This is pretty high tech!” she explained.
“Ian and his geek squad are in charge of that. When you sign up for a race, y
ou wire him a grand to enter. From there he picks the location, chooses the map, and programs the GPS’s and does all the tech stuff.” Ethan turned towards Brooke, then pulling her closer to him. “He sends the race details to the drivers 24 hours before race time. You then have one day to memorize the map and prepare for the race.” He explained.
She looked at the map and saw that Hunter had a substantial lead and was on a long straight stretch of road.
“That is the highway. You will see that red dot double in speed any second.” He said
“Why?” she asked naively.
“Nitric Oxide. Nitrous. Or, Juice as we call it!” he explained. “There he goes.” He added.
Brooke watched the red dot sliding across the map quickly.
“Holy crap! How fast is he going?” she asked.
“212.3 Miles per hour.” he said as he pointed to the lower right-hand corner of the screen.
Brooke looked to the corner of the screen and saw the miles per hour, as well as some other information she did not understand.
“This is insane!” she said.
“See the green dot? He just hit the juice. But he is almost 5 miles behind Hunter!” he said.
Brooke’s eyes were glued to the computer screen. She felt her heart racing, and her palms were sweaty. She could not believe the excitement she was feeling just from watching a dot on the screen.
The red dot slowed down and she watched it leave the long straight line on the map. The computer automatically adjusted the map to a city view and a more detailed view of where Hunter was.
“Guys the cops were ready for us. I have 2 on my tail. I am going to need a diversion!” came through the radio.
“Head past the outlet mall, crank a hard right on to the back alley than an immediate left once you get past the alley. We have a tar truck ready to do some road work.” Dean shouted into the radio.
Brooke stared at the screen as the red dot abruptly took a 90-degree turn, and then another one.
“Got rid of those two, but one more just arrived. Where too?” asked Hunter on the radio.
“You’re coming up to a major intersection, just before the intersection there is a back lane on your right. Take it and hit it hard. We will send the drunk party to slow down the cops.” Replied Dean once again.
“He’s the best at getting us out of jams.” said Ethan, nodding towards Dean.
Brooke could say nothing but watch the screen. She watched Hunter take the right and looked down at the right-hand corner of the screen. Hunter was over 100 miles per hour on a back lane. Her entire body was shaking and she found her fists clenched in the excitement.
The red dot turned at the end of the back lane.
“Hit it!” Dean shouted into the radio.
A few moments passed.
“Thank you boys!” was heard on the radio from Octavia.
Once the coast was clear she would always thank them for their efforts.
Brooke noticed another dot disappear from the map just two blocks from where Hunter was. The only other dot on the screen was just leaving the highway and entering the city.
“Looks like another win for the good guys!” shouted Ethan as he high-fived the crew.
A few moments later she watched Hunter’s Mustang appear slowly from the entrance-way. He pulled up beside the crew and they got out.
Ethan was the first to greet him and gave him a high five.
“Congrats bro!” he said.
Ian came up and handed him a sack of money.
“Another win! Congratulations!” said Ian.
Hunter took the money and tossed it to Dean. Dean put the money in the trunk of his car and closed it.
“Heading to the club. You joining us?” asked Hunter.
“I’ll be there in a bit!” Said Ethan. “I need to make a pit stop first!” he added.
Ethan took Brooke’s hand and walked with her to his car. He opened her door and allowed her to get in as he always did.
“So what did you think?” he asked as he drove away slowly.
“I can’t believe how thrilling that was! I mean, I was watching a dot on a screen and I couldn’t keep my eyes off of it!” she said.
“If you think that is thrilling, you should be a navigator!” he said smiling, hoping to see her reaction.
“Oh no! I couldn’t do that, I would be sick in seconds!” she said.
Ethan turned down the road and took a turn Brooke was not expecting.
“May I ask where we are going?” she asked curiously.
“I have a surprise for you!” he answered slyly.
Chapter 7 – The Audition
Ethan pulled into his studio and parked out front. He took Brooke’s hand as they walked to the front door. He unlocked it and turned off the alarm, and locked the door behind them.
“Where are we?” she asked.
“This is my recording studio. The same one you will be making your demo CD at in a few weeks when you win the competition.” He explained.
“However, I simply cannot wait that long to hear you sing. So I thought, I could impose on you to sing for me.” He said.
Excitement filled Brooke’s eyes.
“I’d love to!” she said.
Ethan opened the sound booth.
“Do you have a song that you would like to sing? Something you hopefully have memorized?” he added playfully.
Brooke not intimidated one bit by his playful remark decided to give him an unexpected answer.
“I’ll make love to you, by Boys to men.” she said.
Ethan paused for a moment as he was not expecting that song choice.
“Very well!” He said. “Go to the mic, and I will let you know when the song is ready.” He said.
He closed the door to the sound booth behind her and he entered the control room. He typed in the song choice into the computer and selected music only, silencing the track that the vocals were on.
Brooke put on the headphones that were hanging by the mic as she looked at him waiting for his signal. Ethan gave her a thumbs up and she gave him a thumbs-up back.
Ethan hit record on the control panel.
The music started to fill the room and her headphones. She listened to the introduction of the music before starting to sing.
Ethan’s world stopped. The only thing he could see and hear was her voice. It was the voice of an angel and it was the most beautiful thing he had ever heard in his life.
Hitting every note just right, she continued.
He sat there watching Brooke sing the song perfectly. He did not move a muscle as he had a complete focus on her as she sang and her body swayed to the music.
Once the song was done he stopped the recording and signaled for her to join him in the control room.
The door opened and Brooke appeared.
“You are going to win the contest. You sing like an angel!” he said to her as he pulled her into his arms and gave her a kiss.
“Thank you!” she said. “So you liked it?” she asked.
Ethan leaned over and hit play on the massive soundboard. The room filled with her singing and she smiled listening to it. She looked into Ethan’s eyes and the butterflies returned.
He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. The kiss became passionate quickly as his hand found her breast. He reached into her low cut top and his fingers squeezed her nipple as they kissed lustfully.
Fire ignited between them. Ethan removed her top and threw it to the side. Brooke lifted his T-shirt and tossed it to the ground. They fumbled at each other’s jeans while maintaining their kiss. Ethan slid her jeans down her legs. He removed his jeans and tossed them to the growing pile of clothes on the floor.
Ethan grabbed Brooke and pinned her against the wall and kissed her hard. His hand reaching into her panties as his finger slid into her wet pussy. “You’re all mine!” he growled possessively in her ear. A moan escaped her as her breathing became heavy. Ethan kissed her harder as a second finger entered her and he st
arted to finger fuck her deep. “Yes!” moaned Brooke.
She reached down and slid her hand into his boxers and took his throbbing cock into her hand and began to stroke him. His huge cock filled her hand as she felt the width of his member.
She pushed his boxers down his legs as he pulled her panties off her body.
The second she was completely naked he grabbed her body and spun her around so her back was to him. He bent her over the mixing board as she felt his big cock at her entrance. “You’re stunning my queen.” He growled in her ear. “Say your mine and only my mine.” Brooke gasped, she could feel his cock pressing into her clit, “I’m yours!”
“And?” Ethan added, “Only yours please! Just do it!” Brooke moaned.
Ethan hammered deep into her dripping wet pussy, working himself inside of her tight little cunt. Brooke let out a squeal of delight as she felt him fill her completely. She had never had a man of his size, and not even her toys compared to him.
She felt complete as his cock started to fuck her deep and hard. She felt every inch of him as he thrust his cock over and over into her wanting body. He grabbed her hips hard and slammed himself into her deeper and harder. With every thrust into her wanting pussy going further than the last. Brooke moaned louder as Ethan pushed into her deeper. The clap of their bodies echoed through the mixing room as he continued to pound her hard.
“YES!” she screamed out in delight. “Harder!” she pleaded.
Ethan fucked her with all his might. His hand gave her ass a hard slap as he slammed his cock deep into her pussy over and over again. Brooke’s fingers and toes started gripping harder and tighter. She couldn’t hold back any longer.
“I’m almost there!” she screamed!
Her pussy erupted as her juices squirted from her body. It felt like someone was pouring warm water over his cock as she climaxed. Ethan grabbed her hips hard and with a few more deep thrusts into her body, he too came.
His cock shot like a canon as she felt the throbbing of his cock inside her body. His load filling her as he drained his cock in her wanting pussy.
Once his cock was spent he pulled out and Brooke stood. Her legs were almost rubber as she had a hard time not collapsing before him. He quickly swept her in his arms and kissed her passionately. They gazed in each other’s eyes lovingly.
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