Wreck Me (Corrupt Legacy Series #2)

She slams her mouth against mine, kissing me hard. Teeth, tongue, passion, love, and fear all mingle in our savage kiss.

After changing out of my race suit and heading over to Abigail, I look back at the garage. It’s hard to say goodbye to my car, but I will be back behind the wheel, leaving the competition in the dust.

I take Abigail to eat next, and when the menus come, I interlace our fingers on the table. The time I spend with her is priceless, and not even racing can compete with that.

“You know I will freak out, so let’s talk about your eating disorder.”

“Dane…”

“No, princess. You said something on the track. I need you to do the same now. I can’t be the best driver if I have to worry that my girl is not taking care of herself.”

“I will search for someone who can help me. Happy?”

I’m so proud when she eats the soup. She takes a few bites of the fish and eats a bit of the roasted vegetables. I stare at her like a hawk until she rolls her eyes at me. “It’s not always like that. It’s also because of nerves. I’m not nervous now. I’m feeling great, actually.”

With her not finishing her meal and me eating way too fast, we’re soon back in the car, ending up at the cliff.

She turns to me, eyes sparkling. No diamond in this world would shine brighter, but I’ll be damned if I won’t find one to give to her.

“We should get back to those training lessons.”

“Was that adrenaline hit today not enough?”

“I want everyone to know when they see me drive that I learned from the best. They will only eat my dust.”

I chuckle. Could I say no to her? I doubt it.

Switching places, she now controls the car, gaining a better feel for the engine. The stick and her make a good team. I’d spend every waking hour teaching her if the result is her looking at me like I am all that she wants.

She completes a few rounds until she parks and slips out of the car. I follow her on pure instinct.

The stars illuminate the night, flickering in gold across the infinite black sky. The waves crash against the cliff, offering a peaceful, almost hypnotic sound.

Abigail hops onto the hood of my car and spreads her legs. I take it as an invitation to step between them and lift her higher. A squeak leaves her mouth.

“We’re going to put a dent in your hood.”

“Those will be honorable battle scars. And you coming is my checkered flag.”

She giggles, and I peel her jeans and thong off her. Her bra goes next as she has already yanked her top off. My girl is greedy and doesn’t like to lose any time. Neither do I.

I kiss her lips, then trail my mouth down her neck. Reaching her two rosy nipples, I roll, lick, and bite them. I want to take my time, but desperation pushes me. Dropping to my knees, I pepper kisses along her thigh.

“You’re perfect, Abigail. I’ve never seen someone as beautiful as you. And this pussy of yours has turned me into a disciple.”

Her moans fill the night, and I hold her still as I eat her out, her juices coating my chin and feeding my addiction. I doubt I will ever be able to recover.

“Is this sweet pussy mine?”

“Only yours.”

“Good, because if someone else gets near it, I’m going to turn into a killer. And I’m not joking.”

“I promise… Dane, baby. I need you in me, really bad.”

Rocking my hips, I push inside of her in one go, bottoming out. Every time I am inside of her, I lose my damn mind in my chase to bury myself and never come out. I’d be more than content to just live inside her sweet pussy while she feeds me her moans.

“Fuck, condom.”