Adrenaline

I sucked in a breath of air. “Father Tim?”

She swallowed hard. “All I’m trying to say is that even though your head is telling you walking away was the answer, it might be time to listen to your heart.”

My head dropped as I slowly shook it.

“Listening to my heart has only ever lead to hurt.” Lifting my eyes to hers, I pressed my lips together. “I’m tired of being hurt.”

She wrapped me in her arms as I let myself cry one more time. After that I would never shed another tear for Malcolm Wallace again.

“Paislie? Earth to Paislie?”

I laughed and shook my head as I looked Peter in the eyes. “I guess I got lost in a memory.”

With a lift of his eyebrow, he tilted his head and gave me the sexiest smile ever. “Oh yeah? I hope you picked a good one.”

Was I really going to do this? Go right back to my old habits of getting lost in sex?

I took every inch of him in. Damn, I bet he’s good in bed. I quickly imagined his rock hard body over mine.

My phone buzzed, pulling me out of my naughty thoughts. When I glanced down it was a reminder telling me the NASCAR race was on.

Reaching down, I dismissed it.

“NASCAR? I never imagined you would follow that.”

Attempting to swallow the frog in my throat, I casually asked, “Do you?”

His face lit up. “I was going to meet a few buddies to watch the race. One of the drivers is making his comeback race.”

“Malcolm Wallace,” I whispered.

Peter pointed to me. “Yes! How did you know?”

With a fake smile, I replied, “I was his physical therapist during his recovery.”

His tongue moved over his bottom lip. “Why is that so fucking hot sounding?”

Heat surged to my lower stomach as I focused in on his lips. “Peter, how would you feel about skipping that race and heading back to my place to catch up a little better?”

“What race?” he replied as he stood and reached for my hand.

I packed up my things. “I walked here.”

His breathing picked up a bit as he said, “My rental is right around the corner.”

Pulling in a deep breath, I slowly let it out as I tilted my head and gave him another once over. Making sure I eye fucked the hell out of him.

“Lead the way.”

Twenty minutes later and we were all over each other in his car that was parked in front of my apartment building.

“Fucking hell, I don’t want to screw you in my car, Paislie.”

I crawled over him and began grinding myself against his hard dick. God he felt big. It had been too long since I had an orgasm and my body was screaming for relief.

“You haven’t changed at all, baby. So responsive.”

I ignored his comment and focused on giving myself the much-needed orgasm. The thin layer of my panties was soaked as my relief built.