Page 33 of I See Red

I realize this is a moment we will never get back, making me want to make the most of the last of it we have together.

Flipping her around, her tits now firm against the glass, she curls her ass up to me, inviting me back in.

“I want you to watch with me, little flame, watch me win as I fuck you before the world.”

“It isn’t over until you make me come,” she fires back at me in a challenge.

“Cherry up, little flame,” I grunt, thrusting deep into her from behind, my hand wrapping around her, massaging her clit as I thrust in her viciously, chasing the high of this moment.

“Fuck me, T, like the world is watching.”

Her legs begin to shake, buckling beneath her as she squirms, fighting the height of her climax. My cock and hands keep her locked in against her will. Her perfect little pussy takes me to my own climax as I feel the electricity begin to fill my body, my movements running off straight adrenaline, her moans climbing higher as I pump into her like the world is watching.

“Fuc—ahhhhhhh, don’t stop, T.”

“Never, Amor, the world is watching,” I grunt.

“Leclerc is leading in first coming into turn nineteen, with Hamilton 0.02 seconds behind. It’s anyone’s race for first as they cut into turn twenty. The checkered flag has been deployed; only seconds separate us from knowing the standings of the 2023 Circuit of Americas and what three teams will share in the infamous champagne podium victory.

Her slick walls contract around me, bringing me to the end of my own race as I pull out quickly, my own champagne podium celebration spraying all over her back, down to her ass. I wipe the tip clean before my hand connects with her ass, drawing a yelp from her.

“My dick says you came, and the crowd says you lost,” I grunt, my face full of celebratory vibes.

Confused, she questions me. “Huh?”

Holding my hand to my ear, I encourage her to listen, as the other points down to the track just in front of us.

“The 2023 champion here at The Circuit of Americas is none other than Charles Leclerc, taking the W home for Team Ferrari and securing the team’s spot at the top of the podium. Trailing behind him in second is Lewis Hamilton from Mercedes. Joining them in third from Team Haas, making history for the first time ever and the underdog story of the season. The highlight of this race here today is Nico Hülkenberg, landing the third spot on the podium for the first time here at their home circuit and ever..”

Defeat looks cute on her; she wears it well.

“You fucked me in front of the world. I am far from lost.”

My eyes darken in confusion. Her tone feels heavy in a moment set up directly for her playful sense of humor, and it didn’t take long for her to take notice before she springs to me with a kissy laugh.

“Can’t really call it losing when it means I get you naked again.”

“You can have me naked anytime you want, little flame.”

“What about when I think I don’t. Will you be there to remind me that I do?”

Once again, her words strike me oddly. Something is different about her. I’d expect these types of questions from Ivy, not her. Her lack of desire to understand us is why I love her so much more. She just accepts us for who and what we are. Something is off. Is she cracking right before my eyes? I have no idea what to say, so I retreat to what I know.

“Forever, Mi Amor.”

“Forever, my love—seems a little deep, don’t you think, Tayden?” she fires back.

And there she is.

“Not quite as deep as I was inside you two minutes ago,” I joke, her hand slapping against my chest in her defeat.

Her lips find mine, as my tongue finds hers. A kiss so passionate it should be illegal, just like our love. Illegal.

Antonio joins us as we make our way down to the track to mingle. After all, I’m always working, and this trip is no different. I watch her as we make our way through the crowd, her blonde hair dancing in the wind. A smile blooms across her face as she cheers out loud with everyone around us. Our bet, a missing thought, pushed so far into the back of her mind. She’s truly happy in this singular moment, pure like I’ve never seen, completely free of all micromanagement, and in an instant, I love her just a little more. She is beautiful when she allows herself to fit in.

I can’t help but wonder where I’ll land on her podium at the end of our story. Second doesn’t seem so comfortable anymore.

To the world, she’s just a friend, and to me, she’s the entire fucking world.

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