Adaline had told me how Malcolm didn’t leave my side until after I woke up and basically kicked him out of my hospital room. None of that mattered. That bastard was the reason I ended up missing out on three races. He was currently sitting second in the points lead and I had every intention of making sure he didn’t win this weekend.

“I’m going to race hard this weekend, so I can’t make you promises I’m not sure I can keep.”

Adaline sighed and squeezed my hand as we rode the rest of the way home in silence.

MY MIND WAS SPINNING AS I followed Emmit out of the drivers’ meeting. He seemed calm and even walked over to Malcolm and exchanged a few words with him. The only problem was, I knew it was all a front.

“I’m headed back to the bus to relax a bit before the race,” Emmit said as my father lifted his hand in acknowledgement.

As I chewed on my lip, I tried to come up with some kind of plan to get Emmit’s mind off of getting back at Malcolm. I knew he was focused on winning, but he was also focused on Malcolm way too much.

As we stepped up into the bus, I looked around. Little Johnny wouldn’t be here until after the race started. Hank never hung out on the bus before a race, and everyone else would be in the garage.

“Do you think they’ll come knocking for an interview?” I asked as I watched Emmit sit down on the sofa and turn on the TV.

With a shrug of his shoulders, he said, “They might.”

I slowly nodded my head and glanced over to the door. “I’ll be right back,” I said as I made my way outside and grabbed Lola’s water dish. It had been full, but I emptied it anyway. Making my way back inside, I shut the door and quickly locked it.

Emmit was focused on some show about fixing up old trucks. I set the metal dish on the granite countertop and smiled when I looked down at my dress.

Perfect.

I slowly made my way over to where Emmit was sitting, as I reached up and took my hair down from my ponytail. Operation, Get Emmit’s mind off of everything, was in full swing. He was so engrossed in the show he was watching, he didn’t even notice me take my panties off.

I stepped in front of him and gently bit on my thumb as I looked at him. Emmit’s eyes burned with lust and that crooked smile that I loved so much slowly spread across his face as his dimple popped out.

“Whatcha doin’?” he asked as he adjusted himself.

I tried to give him the sexiest look I could as I tiled my head. It wasn’t hard to be sexy when Emmit’s stare was causing my lower stomach to pulse with desire.

“I’m making a move on you,” I said with a wiggle of my eyebrows.

Emmit bit down on his lip and I almost fell to my knees. There was something incredibly sexy about it.

“Are you in the slow lane, baby, ’cause you’re just standing there.”

I dropped my hands to my breast and moved them over my body. A low growl came from the back of Emmit’s throat as he whispered, “Jesus, Addie.”

“It isn’t fair you’re the only one who gets to go for a ride today,” I purred as I moved onto the sofa and straddled my body over his.

With a quick scan of my face, Emmit zeroed in on my lips. Placing his hand behind my neck, he pulled my lips to his. We quickly got lost in the lust filled kiss as Emmit’s other hand moved under my dress only to discover I was sans panties.

With a deep moan into my mouth, Emmit quickly lifted and pulled his pants down, exposing himself to me.

My eyes widened as I looked at what belonged to me. I was so wet I knew I could slip right onto him and go fast and hard, but I needed to focus on Emmit’s needs right now, not my own.

I ran my tongue slowly along my top lip as I softly said, “Touch me. Get me ready for you.”

Emmit’s fingers dove into me as he let out a hiss. “You’re more than ready, baby.”

I moved my hips against his fingers, loving the way it felt to be like this with Emmit. It still felt like we were making up for those three weeks I had temporally lost my sanity.

“Oh, Emmit. You drive me crazy.”

Emmit pulled my lips back to his and kissed me. It felt as if we were fighting to take each other’s air as we kissed. Stopping the kiss, Emmit spoke against my lips. “I want you to come with me inside you. Don’t come, Addie.”

The build up to my orgasm was in full swing as Emmit’s fingers messaged the magic spot inside of me. My body shook as Emmit grabbed a handful of my hair and said, “Do not come, Adaline.”

My lower lip began to bleed as I bit down with such force I busted it open. “Emmit, I need to . . . please!” I begged as I rocked faster.

“If you come, I won’t let you fuck me.”

My heart dropped as I fought with everything I had not to come. I loved it when Emmit talked dirty to me. It turned me on even more as my eyes locked onto his.

“I won’t. . . . come . . . I swear,” I panted out while Emmit’s fingers slowed down. A smile spread across his face as he pulled his fingers out and put them in his mouth as I whimpered.

Slowly pulling his fingers out of his mouth, Emmit said, “Get on me, Addie.”

“Yes,” I said as I moved over him and slowly sank down onto him. Dropping my head back, I took in the feeling of Emmit filling my body. Something about us both being completely dressed was driving my desire even more.

“You look so fucking hot. Now fuck me. I’m all yours, baby.”

Placing my hands onto Emmit’s shoulders, he grabbed my hips as I moved. The feeling was amazing as I totally lost control and quickly got lost in my orgasm. It hit was such force, I screamed as I tried to get Emmit deeper into me. The moment his fingers dug in deeper into my hips, I knew he was about to come.

“You’re gripping my cock so hard . . . I’m going to come, baby.”

Emmit’s words pushed me over the ledge as I came with him again. I loved being on top. I always came when I was on top. The feeling of being in control while we fucked was something I loved more than I wanted to admit. I had fantasized about tying Emmit up more than one time. Maybe someday I’d work up the nerve to tell him my fantasies.

My forehead dropped to his, Emmit, and I pulled air into our lungs as I felt him twitching inside of me. I would have to say that operation get Emmit’s mind off of everything worked like a charm.

“I can’t wait until you’re pregnant, Addie.”

Those words wrapped around my entire body and caused a shiver to race across my skin. I wanted nothing more than to be carrying Emmit’s child. My mother thought we were rushing things, especially since she kept bringing up how I had run away not too long ago. I had admitted I let what I thought I saw and heard fuel my silly fears. I knew in the depths of my soul that Emmit would never cheat on me.

“Do you want to try for a baby, Emmit?”

Emmit’s eyes lit up as I felt him getting hard again. Lifting my eyebrows up, I let out a giggle. “Are you getting hard again?” I asked as I began moving my hips. I didn’t regret blurting out my question. I could see it in Emmit’s eyes he wanted a baby as much as I did.

Emmit answered me by pressing himself into me. “I would love to see your stomach growing with our child, but I want us to spend some time together first, Addie. Just you and me. When we have a baby, things will be different.”

I pulled my body back to get a better look at him. “What do you mean things will be different?”

Emmit pulled me back to him as he kissed along my neck. “I’m just saying, once we have a baby it won’t be us sneaking off to places together. There will be a little person involved.”

There was lightness in my chest as I thought about us having a baby. Emmit’s voice whispering against my neck had my lower stomach tightening with anticipation. “I’m going to make love to you now, baby.”