Total pages in book: 161
Estimated words: 151410 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 757(@200wpm)___ 606(@250wpm)___ 505(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 151410 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 757(@200wpm)___ 606(@250wpm)___ 505(@300wpm)
She gave a jerky nod. “I’m fine.”
Adamo stopped in front of her, obviously not convinced. He glanced over his shoulder at me with suspicion and disapproval. “I need a word with you, Nevio.”
I smiled and headed out of the tent. The heat blasted my body, and the sun beat down on me. After I’d found a spot in the shadows, I shoved my hands into my pockets and closed my eyes, soaking up the sounds around me. The hum of engines, laughter, a door being thrown shut, the low murmur of too many voices. Adamo’s voice was one of them, but I couldn’t pick up what he said, even if the thin tent fabric hardly served as a barrier. A couple of minutes later, steps crunched on the dry ground, and I opened my eyes as Adamo joined me outside. Anger reflected on his face. “If you came here to cause trouble for Aurora or me, or other members of this racing circuit, then you’ll get in major trouble with me. Got it? I won’t stand by and watch you ruin everything. And I sure as fuck won’t stand back if you harass Fabiano’s daughter.”
“Did she say I’m harassing her?” I asked, not really concerned. Dad knew I was here. I wasn’t sure why he’d agreed to let me come. Maybe he thought it was better if I did it under his watch than on my own like in New York. I hadn’t killed anyone yet, so he had a point.
“She didn’t say much. The strange thing is I don’t even think it’s because she’s scared of you. I don’t know what’s going on, and I’m really not sure I want to, but maybe you should consider the consequences of your actions for once. This isn’t just anyone. This is Aurora Scuderi, and her dad is like our family. Consider what you risk destroying, and ask yourself, is it worth it.”
My smile had become harder to maintain. I knew what was on the line. I also knew it wouldn’t stop me.
That night, I snuck to Aurora’s campervan. It was locked, but it took me only a few seconds to pick the lock and slip inside. The windows were open, letting the cool night air in, but the inside still smelled of Aurora. Sweet and light but also a hint of musk. I moved toward the bed. Even in the dark, I could see that Aurora was wearing headphones and a sleeping mask. She hoped to keep the anxiety at bay that way. It made her more vulnerable. She was lucky she was as safe as she was.
I flipped on my flashlight on the lowest level. Rory’s sleep was fitful. She was mumbling under her breath and twisting and turning. A nightmare, maybe about me?
She sank her teeth into her lower lip, her breathing too deep for a nightmare. One of her arms was under the covers. I tugged at them and found her hand between her legs, but she wasn’t doing anything except for squeezing it between her thighs.
“Oh Rory, I hope you’re not dreaming about poor Gigimo, or I’ll have to end his miserable life tonight.”
Her legs squeezed her wrist even tighter, obviously seeking friction and chasing the same pleasure she was experiencing in her dream.
I directed the light beam to her chest. Her nipples poked her thin T-shirt. She tossed one arm up above her head, almost frustrated, her lips parted, and then she said one word that saved a life, at least for now. “Nevio.”
Hearing her moan my name was my fucking undoing, and it gave me a sick satisfaction to know that she couldn’t escape me even in her dreams. I shone the light on her thighs and stroked them, then pushed them slightly apart until my hand was between them. I wedged the flashlight between my teeth and used my now free hand to remove her arm from between her legs. Her breathing changed, but she wasn’t awake yet. Her pajama shorts were wedged between her pussy lips, and I pushed my thumb into the crease. Soon, Aurora parted her legs, and I massaged her clit and slit, up and down, until her breathing quickened and the fabric of her bottoms was soaked by her juices.
Feeling her heat and arousal through her pajamas filled my own body with lava-hot desire. My attraction toward Aurora had been growing by the day, and it seemed to reach an almost unbearable peak today. She shuddered in her sleep as I rubbed her little clit, and she succumbed to an orgasm. It ended too soon and was nothing in comparison to the orgasms I wanted to give her when she was awake.
I put down the flashlight and leaned down to her pussy so I could inhale her scent. Fuck. This was pure torture. My dick hardened in my shorts. I darted my tongue out, couldn’t fucking resist and wedged it into the crease, tasting her through the fabric. She shuddered again. I pulled back, then slid my hand into the leg of her shorts and rubbed my thumb over her dripping pussy, gathering as much of her juice as I could. I removed my hand and touched my coated finger to her parted lips, then slid it carefully into her mouth, rubbing my pad over her tongue. I wanted to kill my own stupid ass for not remembering how my cock had been engulfed by these pussy walls.