Racing Dirty (Racing Dirty Series Book 1)

by J. Lynn Lombard

  “I wish I did too. I picked up my phone so many times to call you, but I never got the courage to hit the button. I was afraid of you not answering me or answering me and telling me to fuck off. Every time I brought up your name on my phone, I would see the picture Nolan took of us and I’d feel like I didn’t deserve you. We were only eighteen and I was afraid I’d screw it up if I talked to you. I was afraid I’d push you away and be miserable for the rest of my life. My parents told me that if it was meant to be, we would find each other again. I just didn’t want it to be this way, but I’m happy you’re back in my life and will soon be my wife." I bring my head up and peer into his eyes.

  “We need to talk about that night,” I say. Xavier shakes his head rapidly.

  “I already talked about it, I don’t want to anymore.” he huffs out.

  “I know that it’s painful, but I need to tell you something about that night.”

  We sit up in his bed. Xavier leans his back against the headboard and I take in his naked body. His muscles are the first thing I see. They’re everywhere, from his arms to his hands, down to his six pack, creating that delicious V between his hips. The intricate tattoos around his shoulders going down his biceps are defined against his tanned skin and they connect across his back. His leg muscles are tense, and his cock is standing to attention again, against his six pack. I’ll make use of that later, right now I need to tell him what I know.

  I lean against him, the hard ridges of his body sending desire through my veins. I grab his hands and bring them around my bare stomach, holding onto them.

  “I got a text that night from you. I was worried when the last thing I got from you was the message telling me you loved me. I responded back and then went out of my mind, waiting for a reply. I had so many thoughts running through my head, none of them were good. I thought you got what you wanted and were done with me. Insecurities bombarded my head when the day turned to night and I got nothing. Nolan told me you were at the track. Then my phone chimed a few minutes later with a message from you. Well I thought it was from you." I take a deep breath and Xavier’s body stiffens under me.

  “What did the message say?" He asked. “It was erased when I tried to call you." I hold onto his hands caressing my stomach tighter, giving me strength to get through this.

  “It said, ‘Sorry Izzy, but this isn’t what I want. There is someone else who I’ve been seeing for a while and she’s the one I want. It was fun while it lasted, but I’m over it. I got what I wanted from you.” I take a deep breath, tears forming in my eyes when his hands tighten around my stomach.

  “What a bitch." Xavier roars. “No wonder you believed what she said the next day. Your head was still fucked up from that message."

  “Yeah it was, then when she told me she was pregnant with your child, I believed her. I should have talked to you, but I was so hurt, I couldn’t bring myself to face you.”

  I turn so we’re face to face, his jaw is set, and his eyes have a cold hard look in them. He brings his blue eyes to mine. Tears are forming in my eyes and one rolls down my cheek. He wipes it away gently, his eyes turning soft.

  “B, you’re all I’ve ever wanted, and I told you the truth about loving you."

  “I know that now, but I didn’t back then.” I answer, quietly. He leans up, so our foreheads are touching. I breath him in like it’s my last breath.

  “I should have fought harder for you.” Xavier whisper. “I should have gone after you. The look in your eyes killed my soul. Knowing I caused that pain, I thought you would be better off without me. I was already second guessing myself about being worthy enough for you.” he chokes out. He cups my face with his hands, his thumbs caressing my cheeks and looks me in the eyes.

  “I love you B, always have and always will."

  I kiss him hard and desire flows through my body. I break the kiss breathing hard, “I know X, I love you too, always have and always will."

  He pulls me closer to him and I straddle his waist. His hard cock rubs against my clit and I suck in a breath.

  “The things you do to me.” I whisper against his lips.

  His one hand snakes down between us and grabs his throbbing cock, rubbing it against my clit, back and forth. I let out a moan and throw my head back.

  “Fuck.” I whisper.

  “Look at me B.” his voice commanding.

  I gaze into his lust filled eyes as he enters me, filling me up. My wetness coating his cock, making it slick. I let out another groan. The urge to close my eyes at the feel of him inside of me again is strong.

  Xavier keeps eye contact with me. His blue eyes hooded with desire and I keep mine on his, peering into his soul. His hands are on my hips pushing me onto him deeper. I dig my fingers into his shoulders and move faster up and down, he meets me thrust for thrust.

  Our bodies connect on a deeper level. Something changes, he sees into my soul, he knows I’m every part of him as he is of me. I let out another moan, an orgasm begins to build. He groans, our hips moving fast.

  “Fuck me like you mean it X.” I groan. Before I know it, I’m on my back, my legs are up on his shoulders, and he is driving into me with such passion, I can’t think, only feel.

  “Shit B, I can’t hold on much longer when you talk like that.” Xavier pants.

  He kisses me, our lips and tongues fighting dominance, teeth scraping against each other. He breaks the kiss and nips his way down my throat. I lock my ankle around his neck and drive my hips up into his.

  “Fuck me hard. Keep going, don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.” I growl in his ear.

  Xavier’s one hand has a tight hold of my hip, his other massaging my breast, pinching my nipple. A huge build up starts in my lower stomach.

  “I’m coming Xavier, keep fucking me like this." I groan. My words send him over the edge and he pounds into me harder, pushing my head against the headboard. He holds my hands, locking our fingers together. I find my release and scream out his name. I see black as my orgasm takes over. His cock stiffens inside of me, his hands squeeze mine hard and his tongue licks my throat. He moans my name as explodes inside of me, sending me over one more time.

  We stay wrapped in each other for a few moments, both of us trying to catch our breath. We connected on a deeper level tonight and he gave me something special. He gave me all of him, just as I gave him all of me. I caress my hands through his black hair while we compose ourselves. Xavier finds the strength to move his weight off me and curls me against him, his arms holding me tight.

  “I love you, X.” I whisper before I fall asleep.

  “I love you too, B, more than you’ll ever know.” he whispers back.

  Sleep finally finds us as we stay wrapped around each other. Giving each other comfort in the chaos of the storm.

  Chapter 31

  Xavier

  There is a knock on my bedroom door that startles me wake. Still groggy, I hear a knocking again then Nolan’s voice on the other side.

  “Wake up fuckers, we have things to do today to get ready for the biggest race of your lives."

  I hear a hint of humor in his voice and smile to myself. I look down and see Izzy still wrapped around me, naked. I pull the covers over both of us just in case he walks in.

  “Yup, I’m awake fucker, give me a minute,” I answer.

  I hear the knob turn. Boy do I know him or what. Nolan opens the door and peeks his head in.

  “Just making sure you’re really awake and not talking in your sleep.” Nolan laughs.

  I flip him off as Izzy stirs against me. She opens her green eyes and looks up at me, completely unaware Nolan is at the door. She smiles at me and it takes my breath away.

  “Morning,” she says and stretches, rubbing her naked body against mine under the covers.

  I let out a low growl from the back of my throat. Nolan shakes his head and it catches her attention making her jump.

  “Fuck, Nolan! You scared the shit out of me.” Izzy says, glaring at him.

 
“It’s what I do best Izz.” he tells her with a wink.

  “I didn’t want to see your ugly mug first thing in the morning." Izzy groans.

  “It’s almost one in the afternoon, fuckers.” Nolan laughs. “We got shit to do and you better get up if you want to see your dad before your big race tonight.”

  “Thanks Nol. I appreciate all you have done for me and for us.” Izzy says.

  He meets her eyes. All the humor from a few seconds ago leaves his body. “I do anything I can for those I care about."

  A knock on the front door catches our attention. Nolan meets my eyes and I nod my head, trying to hold in a smile.

  “Who could that be?" Izzy asks.

  I shrug my shoulders, like I have no idea. I have a surprise for her that I completely forgot about after all the crazy that happened yesterday and last night.

  “Get dressed and we can find out.” I answer, tapping her on her naked ass.

  Nolan leaves and quietly closes the door. Izzy gets up and I watch her get dressed, she takes my breath away every time I see her.

  “Quit looking at me like that.” she admonishes, with a smile.

  “I love looking at you. You should know that by now.” I tell her, lust overtaking my body as she puts on a tight white tank top and a pair of jeans that hugs her ass just right.

  Izzy makes her way over to me still lying on the bed, her green eyes not leaving mine. She leans over me and my eyes drop to her chest.

  “Eyes up here big boy.” She teases.

  I snap my eyes up to meet hers and there is a hint of desire I catch in them. I pull her down to me and kiss her. When I pull away to catch my breath I whisper against her lips, “Morning."

  Izzy smiles at me again, tucking a piece of blonde hair behind her ear. “How are you today?" Her brow pulls down as she asks me that question. Her eyes are searching mine. I think about the question for a moment before I answer her truthfully.

  “I’m actually good. I feel a lot better, like a weight is lifted from my chest.” I answer, honestly.

  “Good.” Izzy says still smiling. She leans in to kiss me again when we hear a thump from downstairs, making Izzy jump. She looks at me with fright in her eyes.

  “What was that?" She questions me. I smile at her, my dimples showing.

  “Let’s go find out. But I was a gambling man, I’d say Nolan found out who was at the door.” I answer.

  Izzy moves off me and I get up to get dressed. I see her watching me and I smirk.

  “Quit looking at me like that.” I say, throwing her words back at her. She licks her lips and smiles.

  “Can’t help it.” Izzy responds, shrugging her shoulders.

  I groan as I put on a pair of old, faded jeans. “You make it impossible to get anything done when you have that look in your eyes.”

  I put on a dark blue t-shirt and Izzy sticks her tongue out at me. I pull her up from the bed, bringing her body against mine, my arms are around her waist. She brings her arms up around my neck, running her fingers through my hair. I shiver at the contact and gently kiss her on the lips, then trail my mouth down to her neck. She throws her head back, allowing me access. Her chest is heaving, and a moan escapes her lips. My cock starts to stir, getting hard again. I’m in a constant state of arousal when I’m around her.

  “With as much as I don’t want to, we need to get going.” I say breathlessly, my hot breath fanning across her skin.

  “I don’t want to either, but if I want to see my dad, we need to get moving.” She pushes her hips against mine, contradicting her words. I pull her arms down from around my neck.

  “Be good.” I tell her. She laughs at me and it makes my heart skip a beat.

  “Can’t help it. You bring out the naughty in me.” Izzy whispers against my lips. I release a groan, cursing under my breath.

  “B, with that mouth of yours, it’s going to get you what you want.” I smirk.

  “I’m counting on it." We hear footsteps stomping up the stairs and a hard knock on the door.

  “Izzy.” Mia says from the other side of the door. “You need to get your ass out here.” With a questioning look at me, Izzy opens the bedroom door. Mia is looking a little crazy on the other side.

  “Your crazy is showing a little. What is it Mia?" Izzy asks her. Mia finds me standing behind her and gives me a wink. She approves of my surprise.

  “Come on.” she tells Izzy. She grabs her hand and drags her from my bedroom. We make our way down the stairs and Mia finally let’s go of Izzy’s hand when she figures we’re going to follow her.

  Mia turns to me, “You’re one sneaky fucker."

  Izzy looks at me with a raised brow. We hear commotion coming from my living room and Mia leads the way. I’m worried I did wrong, but from what I’ve heard over the years, this is what Izzy needs.

  We walk into the living room and I see a tall, skinny blond standing near the window, looking outside. She has on a light yellow sundress and white sandals. When she hears us, she turns around with a big smile on her face. Her light brown eyes are excited to see Izzy. Izzy stops walking, stunned for a second, before she is running up to the blond.

  “Ashley." She squeals and hugs her tight.

  Ashley is Izzy’s roommate from L.A. for the last five years and I knew Izzy missed her like crazy. She didn’t need to tell me, but I knew she’d want Ashley here tonight for the race.

  “Can’t breathe,” Ashley grunts. Izzy lets go of her.

  “What are you doing here? How did you get here? Why are you here? When did you get here?" Izzy rapid fires questions at Ashley, not letting her talk. “I can’t believe you’re here. I’ve missed you like crazy." Izzy’s excitement is contagious and we’re all grinning from ear.

  “Slow down girl. Take a breath.” Ashley giggles.

  Izzy takes a deep breath, her green eyes land on me, giving me a full smile. Something that’s been few and far between lately, and I’m happy it’s here now.

  “I finished my classes and had a strange voicemail on my phone the other day. Some guy asked me to call him back. So, I called him back. He told me that you had a big race coming up today and asked if I could come out to support you. I flew out last night and got in around two a.m. I stayed in a hotel for the night and got here just now."

  Izzy walks over to me and wraps her arms around my neck. She whispers in my ear, “Thank you." I kiss her on the lips.

  “You don’t need to thank me. It was my idea and I do have ways you can thank me later, but Nolan was the one to make the call.” I grin. Izzy looks around the room, confusion etched on her face.

  “Where is Nolan?" Izzy asks.

  “Are you talking about that tall guy, kind of skinny, lots of muscles, chestnut brown hair, tattoos down his arms?" Ashley asks. Izzy nods her head and Ashley points to the window.

  “He’s outside. He opened the door when I knocked, fell on his ass, tripping over his own feet. Then, when he got up he mumbled something about ‘pussed’ and stalked out the door.”

  Izzy laughs and we all join. Nolan just got pussed. He never acts like an idiot around women and looking at Ashley, I think he found his match. Christian holds Mia up, she is laughing too hard to stand on her own.

  “Oh shit. I’m so rude.” Izzy giggles. “Ashley, this is my best friend since childhood, Mia. The tall guy behind her is Officer Iverson.” Izzy gives Christian a wink, teasing him.

  “Officer?" Ashley asks a little confused.

  “It’s actually just Christian. I’m not on duty.” Christian says holding his hand out to shake. “It’s Izzy’s way of trying to be subtle about me being a cop.” Ashley shakes his hand. She goes to shake Mia’s hand, but Mia does, what Mia does.

  “We don’t shake hands around here.” Mia gives Ashley a tight hug. “Thanks for looking out for my girl, over these years.” Ashley pulls out of Mia’s embrace before she cracks a rib.

  “You’re welcome.” Ashley answers.

  Ashley’s light brown eyes land on me. A
look of concern and apprehension crosses her face when she sees Izzy wrapped around me. Smart girl for not knowing what to think. I extend my hand.

  “Xavier.” I greet her. She nods her head and raises a brow at Izzy, not moving to shake my hand. Izzy giggles against me.

  “Ashley, It’s all good. We have a lot to catch up on.”

  “I finally get to meet you, Xavier. I don’t know how to feel right now. When Izzy left me in L.A., she was a mess. I had to watch the torture she went through for the last five years. I swore to myself if I ever got the chance to meet you, I was going to punch you in the balls.” Ashley says, shaking my hand. I discreetly hide behind Izzy.

  Izzy lets out a laugh. “Ashley, stop. You know you don’t even kill spiders when they make it into our room. You’d let them go out the window. Let alone punch X in the balls."

  Relieve fills my body and rest my hands on Izzy’s shoulders. Ashley might be small like Izzy, but I’d bet she’d wreak havoc on someone’s balls if given the chance.

  “You never know.” Ashley answers with a smirk.

  I can see why her and Izzy hit it off. Ashley doesn’t hold anything back, she tells it like it is and what she thinks. We’re going to get along just fine.

  “If it means anything to you, Ashley, I love Izzy with everything I have. I always have and always will. Things were messed up five years ago, but I believe we’re good now.” Izzy leans further into me and looks up at me over her shoulder.

  “We’re more than good X.” she says. I swallow hard at the way she’s looking at me. Her green eyes are dark with desire, her long lashes are sweeping against her skin. I lean down and kiss her.

  “I know.” I say against her lips. Mia lets out a groan from behind me. She knows where our minds are.

  “C’mon Izzy, we need to chat, and I need coffee." Mia groans, turning to Ashley. “If you don’t stop them now, we won’t get anything done for the rest of the day and they would miss their race. Xavier, Christian, go find Nolan and do what you guys do. Us girls need some girl time.” She pulls me away from Izzy. I kiss her one last time before Mia is pushing us out the front door.