Ever Fallen In Love

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by Wendi Zwaduk


  "I don't know.” She batted his hands away. “You're a lot of trouble and I'm not so sure I'm up for the challenge."

  "Challenge? Trouble? You like trouble."

  Nose to nose with him, her eyes flashed and her voice dropped to a husky purr. “I love trouble."

  "Megan?” A man could only take so much.

  "I love you, Tucker Poston.” Megan wound her arms around his neck and met him in a kiss. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, gliding over her tongue in sweeping strokes. She moaned and crushed herself against him. Tucker's hands inched from her lower back down to her ass.

  "Mine."

  Megan nodded. “Janine, do you have the contract for Tucker with you?"

  "In my briefcase,” Janine called. “I'll make sure they end up at Blitz in the safe.” She crossed back to the car and clapped. “I knew you two had a happily-ever-after in you."

  "Since you're heading to the shop, let Eric know we're hunting a second crew chief. See if he thinks Bob Rosen would be a good fit. I've got a hunch Bob and Mat will make a better match."

  "You got it.” Janine placed the papers on the trunk lid. “Sign this, sir...unless you don't want to run for us, then start sprinting because Megan will hunt you down."

  "I'm already caught.” Tucker disengaged from Megan and nabbed the pen. “You need a driver and I'm your man.” He added his name to the documents and shoved them towards Janine. The weight on his shoulders evaporated. For the first time in a long time, he felt both shackled and free. Caught up tight in Megan's charms and also free to love her the way she deserved.

  "You don't fit my bill. I'm looking for someone with black hair and blue eyes.” Janine winked. “I know you're not going to be good, so keep him in line best you can, Meg."

  Megan waved as Janine got into her car and disappeared down the road. Tucker cleared his throat. Time to get back to important things. Like getting her home. “I'm a Blitz driver now."

  "Welcome aboard.” She averted her gaze and leaned on the fender of her car. “Looks like you got your dream."

  "Not totally.” Tucker nudged her thighs apart and nestled himself tight against her pussy. “I believe one of your rules is no interoffice dating.” He rubbed his aching cock along her silken folds and cursed both their location and her wearing undergarments.

  "It's an archaic rule.” Megan groaned. Her nails bit into his shoulders.

  "So it could change?"

  "You proved,” she panted, “anything is possible with determination."

  "And I have determination."

  "So take me home so we can properly celebrate the new era at Blitz Racing."

  "Hell-fucking-yes."

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  Epilogue

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  "Should we visit the Strip before we leave?” Tucker cuddled Megan into the crook of his arm. “I mean, what's a trip to Vegas without seeing the tourist sites?"

  Megan yanked the sheet away from their bodies then sat astride his lap. Her hair fell across her shoulders and skimmed her breasts. “If you want sparkly lights, I can deck the race shop in Christmas lights. If you want flashy dancers and skin, I'll put Mat and Eric in thongs and make them dance for you."

  Tucker shuddered. “The thought of Eric Trask in a thong has seriously curbed my sex drive. I think my dick just climbed inside me."

  "He's not your type?” She batted her lashes. “Aw, he's cute in a lumbering, silent-but-studly way. Janine thinks so anyway."

  "She would.” Tucker wrapped his arms around her and flipped her underneath him. “I like my partners a little more like you. Perfect and mine.” He buried his face in the column of her neck and rained kisses on the silky skin. “I take it you really don't want to explore Las Vegas?"

  "We're in the warmth and seclusion of the motor coach. You're naked, I'm naked and no one wants our time until Monday. I could care less what's happening outside the windows."

  "I do like the tinted glass and thicker insulation. Coming here was the best decision.” Tucker slid his cock over the slickness of her folds. “Now I want to make you come for me."

  Megan encircled his waist with her legs. Her eyelids fluttered shut and her words came out breathy. “It didn't hurt that you won a race here this weekend, did it?"

  "Well yes, there is that, but I liked our reason for being here better.” Tucker braced his knees and propped himself up on one arm. He kissed the ring finger of her left hand. “I'd rather know I have your love for the rest of my life than win some race."

  "You got both and a hard-on.” She angled her hips, welcoming him into her body. “Oh, my."

  Tucker groaned and grasped her hips, setting a slow pace in and out of her pussy. “Pretty good for a washed-up driver, eh?"

  "Pretty good, indeed.” Her lips curved as she arched her back.

  He paused and rested his forehead against hers. “You don't regret our little jaunt last night, do you?"

  Without opening her eyes, Megan shifted and hooked her ankles together, sending him deeper into her slick channel. “And miss out on being Mrs Poston?” She opened her eyes and cocked her head. “Nah. I'm game.” She scratched his nipple with her fingernail. “Done talking?"

  "Bad girl.” Tucker sat back on his heels and yanked her onto his lap. “Should I tie you to the headboard and spank your ass raw?"

  "Please?"

  "We've got all night.” He cupped the back of her neck and nipped her bottom lip. “Right now, this champ wants a celebratory fuck with his wife."

  "All night long."

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  About the Author

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  I always dreamt of writing the stories in my head. Tall, dark, and handsome heroes are my favourites, as long as he has an independent woman keeping him in line.

  I earned a BA in education at Kent State University and currently hold a Masters in Education with Nova Southeastern University.

  I love NASCAR, romance, books in general, Ohio farmland, dirt racing, and my menagerie of animals.

  Email: [email protected]

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  Also by Wendi Zwaduk

  What Might Have Been

  Please Remember Me

  Careless Whisper

  Tangled Up

  You'll Think of Me

  My Immortal

  Must Be Doing Something Right

  Learning How to Bend

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  Table of Contents

  EVER FALLEN IN LOVE

  Dedication

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Epilogue

  About the Author

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