Series: Standalone Novel
Published by Self Published on 9/28/17
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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A bad boy with something to prove.
A woman with a mission.
The race of their lives.
The love of a lifetime.
I don’t think his parents expected him to live up to his name—Racer Tate—but once he felt the adrenaline rush behind the wheel, he was addicted.
He's the fastest, fiercest driver around.
Scouting new talent brings me to his doorstep...
but his smile sends me to my knees.
The sexy, mysterious Racer Tate is not the kind of man a girl like me falls for. He's secretive, reckless, elusive. But his proximity pushes me beyond reason, and his kiss....
This is our last chance to win, and he is our only hope. I'm supposed to watch him—make sure he doesn't get into trouble. But it's an impossible task. And now the one in heart wrenching, toe-curling, soul-crushing trouble is me. Because when your heart belongs to someone, their truths become your own, and their secrets become your salvation...or your curse.
He says he wants me. He says I'm the One. But he also thinks he'll break my heart, one piece at a time until it's gone.
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At midnight, I’m knocking on Lana’s door.
She opens dressed in that blue nightie again, her nipples poking out.
The fingers of my free hand itch, while I extend out the ones holding the twelve roses in my grip.
“I got you some flowers.”
“What for?” She blinks at me and I look down at her, smiling.
“For your room. Hell, I don’t know. Throw them away if you want.”
“No! I’m …” She blushes and takes them from my hand, quickly setting them aside.
I drag my hand across my face. “Sex I’m used to. This is kind of a first.”
I shrug. Lean against the door.
“I think about you, Lana. The way you walk, and talk, the way you look at me, the way you stand there, the way you smell, even the way you dress.”
“It’s nothing special.”
“Doesn’t look unspecial from here.”
“Um Racer … ”
She exhales, looking at me, and I look at her and see her nipples, want to touch them, suck them, and I can’t snap out of it for a long time. I know she’s worried we work together and I shouldn’t kiss her, but I don’t have any qualms about that. I reach out. “You going to stand there and look gorgeous in that nightie or are you going to let me run my tongue over what’s beneath?” I rasp.
I touch her lips in a way I want to touch my mouth to hers, and she flushes wild.
“I … someone can see you here. Come in.”
She’s blushing beet red, and I walk in, scanning her room, and then her lovely ass and legs as she walks to her room. I shift and move my cock, look down at my palms, rub them together before I rub them down my jeans.
“You can’t keep coming over here to tell me anything. Here, write down my text.”
She leans over me to get her phone, and I smell her, her skin inches away. I reach out, put my hands on her waist, and draw her down to my lap. My mouth searches, finds, and fucking seizes her, and I fucking kiss her like I wanted to from the moment I saw her standing there last night.
“What are you doing?”
“This,” I murmur, licking into her mouth. I brush her hair back, looking into her pretty eyes, round with shock. If nobody’s ever gone after her like this, I’m fucking glad, but I’m not backing off. I grab the back of her head, press her closer. I need a deeper taste, fucking explore that mouth, warm wet and minty.
Fill my hands with her ass, shift her so my cock is right up against her opening. She feels damn good and I’m getting worked up.
“I want this now.”
She groans, but she’s breathing heavily, her pupils dilated.
“I want this. You. Me, this. I want this now.”
“Now now?” she gasps.
I laugh, let her go and run my hand through my hair, grinning. “Not now now, but now.”
She shakes her head. “My dad … ” She shakes her head. “We can’t. We don’t even know each other.”
“I want to know more. I want to know everything about you. Physical, mental, the shit that matters to you.”
“I don’t know. You tell me what it is about you.” I run my thumb down her cheek, and to be honest I don’t care what it is. I just know it’s there and I just know it’s her.
“Trust me, there’s nothing special about me.”
“There’s so much special I don’t know where to begin.”
“Please get some sleep, Racer. We have qualifying tomorrow.”
I lean back and smile. “I’m not tired.”
“Well tire yourself out!”
I take her hand before she turns away. “One day soon I’m going to take you out on a drive with me and you’ll never be the same.”
“Is that why you rented some fancy car?” she says. She seems to realize I never told her this detail, and she blushes. “I overheard you and Clay talking about which one you should rent. Something fast.”
“For such little ears, they sure seem to work right.”
Damn, I want her in my car, the wind in her hair, I want to play some tunes and hear her laugh about them. Reach out to shift gears, and put my hands on her thighs instead.
“Maybe. If you let me drive.” She smirks.
“Fat chance. I’m the driver here,” I growl, laughing.
I fall sober after a moment.
“I want this now, crasher,” I repeat.
So, yeah you could say I’m relentless. You could say I’m the sort of guy who knows what he wants and isn’t afraid of anything, not the law, or the rules. I’m my father’s son. I like to go for what I want. Chase my ambitions.
I want this girl beneath me and that’s that.
I’m Racer Tate and this girl is mine.
About the Author
Hey! I’m Katy Evans and I love family, books, life, and love. I’m married with two children and three dogs and spend my time baking, walking, writing, reading, and taking care of my family. Thank you for spending your time with me and picking up my story. I hope you had an amazing time with it, like I did. If you’d like to know more about books in progress, look me up on the Internet, I’d love to hear from you!