Shit, I haven’t exactly seen Rivers beast out like that but I don’t doubt for one second that he’s just the same. Hell, if I really had to think about it, I’d say he was darker. More twisted. Exactly the kind of guy to hold Tully’s attention.
If only I knew what shady shit they were getting up to, maybe then I’d know exactly how dangerous they could be.
Noah hits the final straight and I find myself squeezing down on both Kaylah’s and Tully’s hands, most likely to the point of pain, but neither of them seems to be complaining, and if they are, screw them. I’m excited.
Noah flies across the finish line, slamming on the brakes and twisting the wheels so his car comes screeching around in a circle, bringing up an impressive wave of dust behind him as the crowd starts applauding their king. The dust clouds as the red Mustang speeds angrily across the line, narrowly avoiding giving Noah’s white Camaro a new red paint job.
Heat floods me and pools between my thighs, but when I see that cocky smirk, looking back at me through the open window, I melt. There’s nothing better than this.
I release the girls’ hands and dart forward onto the track, racing through Noah’s cloud of dust and waving a hand in front of my face, trying my hardest not to inhale the shit.
Hardly able to see, I just keep running until an arm is thrown around my waist and I’m hauled into a hard chest. Any normal girl would gasp and fight against some strange guy grabbing at her at a race track, but not me because I know this guy. The arm and chest keeping me hostage are all too familiar in the best ways.
Noah.
My breath escapes me as I’m crushed into him.
My hands come up against his wide chest before his lips are on mine, devouring me. I feel his excitement through his jeans as he presses it into me, grinding and letting me know how much he liked my eyes on him as he raced. It’s as hot for him as it is for me.
“You were incredible,” I smile against his lips.
“Wait till you see what else I can do,” he teases.
I roll my eyes and pull back ever so slightly as laughter escapes me. “You’re such an idiot,” I tell him. “You play dirty though,” I comment, pointing out how he was playing with the guy out on the track.
Noah shrugs his shoulder, pulling my waist in tighter against him. “What can I say?” he chuckles. “The guy is a loser. You should have heard him running his mouth before the race. I had to remind him where the fuck he belonged.”
“Remind me never to race you,” I tell him. “I have a feeling I’d be doing a lot more than just running my mouth.”
“Fuck me,” he groans. “Despite the fact that you can’t drive for shit, I have a feeling it would be the race that dethrones me.”
I flash him a cocky grin. “And don’t you forget it, Noah Cage.”
His face dives into my neck and his lips get to work, instantly drawing me in. “Get a room,” I hear Tully behind me, reluctantly making Noah pull back with a frustrated groan. I spin around to face her to find not only Tully but Rivers and Kaylah too.
Noah takes hold of my hips, which has me smothering a laugh as he never holds me like this, but I know damn well that he’s doing it to hide the fact that he has one hell of a boner tenting the front of his jeans. Usually, he wouldn’t give a shit who saw him like this. He’d own it like a fucking boss, except his twin sister is the exception to that rule. They’d both be mortified if she was to see that. The thought has me wanting to step away just to see the look on both their faces.
Fuck. Messing with these two has quickly become my life. There’s nothing I love more.
“What are we doing tonight?” Tully questions, leaning into Rivers’ side, his arm instinctively wrapping around her.
Noah’s eyes narrow on their movements before he looks down at me. “Your call, Spitfire,” he says. “Party or home?”
“Are you kidding?” I laugh. “Definitely a party. I want to celebrate your win. I want to drink too much and shake my tits in front of some guy just to watch you go all alpha on my ass.”
“Party it is,” he tells everyone before he turns those green eyes on me, though I don’t see his usual cocky grin. Within his eyes sits a challenge and a promise of one hell of a great night. Before I know it, he grabs me and throws me over his shoulder. “Two can play this game, babe,” he says, spanking my ass and stalking towards his car.