Page 27 of Midnight Racers

“Pervert,” I said, but couldn’t help my smile. “Come on and I’ll introduce you to my pussy.”

He spluttered a laugh behind me and I felt like slapping him and his juvenile mind.

Pixie wandered out of her conservatory to give both of us a contemptuous look, her tail straight up in the air. Flynn crouched down and held his hand out to her, and I felt a little smug because that diva hated men and would never lower herself to even look at him.

My mouth fell open as she sauntered across the tiled floor with her ass swaying to bump his hand and sniff him. The lucky bitch rubbed herself all over him while she purred loudly. I was going to leave her outside in the cold to rethink her allegiances.

He looked up at me, his hair falling forward into his eyes. “I think your pussy likes me.”

My rebellious pussy liked him too much. I was seriously having a problem with all the rules I had put into place. I wanted to purr and rub myself against him, especially when he was staring up at me like that. His smile should have a health warning stamped on it because it was making my heart race and beat unsteadily in my chest.

Pixie did one of her rare jump-up and head butts. I swear she was a wanton hussy I was about to pretend I didn’t know. An alien had obviously taken over her furry little body and was making goo-goo eyes at Flynn.

“She normally just stalks around and ignores people,” I muttered. “I don’t know what’s gotten into her.”

He laughed and I swear my own pussy began to purr at that deep vibration. This was a bad idea, being with him in his car was a really bad idea. My resistance to him was ebbing away every time I was with him. I’d been in the presence of a lot of gorgeous men in my life, but none had ever made my body react the way he did.

“She’s a cutie,” he said, lifting her and standing so I was eye-to-eye with the traitor. I was rarely allowed to lift her and affection was only ever on Pixie’s terms.

I narrowed my eyes at her and I swear she smiled at me. In fairness, if he lifted me like that and tickled behind my ears, I would look smug as well. She rubbed her head against his cheek and I felt like slapping her away.

Holy shit, I was jealous of my cat.

Maybe I should have taken a sabbatical after leaving my last job?

“We need to go or Declan will steal your car,” I said, since he had mentioned Declan last night in our conversation.

He scratched behind her ears one last time and set the diva on the floor.

“Now we’ve both played with your pussy,” he said with a smirk as he headed to the door.

My cheeks flushed and I glared at Pixie as she wandered back toward the conservatory as if she was a model on a catwalk. “I’ll be speaking to you later,” I said, narrowing my eyes again at her in warning. She never even took me under her notice.

I was grateful for his lift when I saw where the practice track was since my car would be covered in mud. It was hidden up a lane that I would never have turned into, as it looked like the route to a field that only tractors visited. Other cars had assembled, a Range Rover similar to Flynn’s over by a massive modern warehouse in the middle of what should have been a field. Jordan stood with his ass against it, his arms around the waist of a stunningly beautiful woman, his chin on top of her head.

“That must be Megan,” I said.

“Yep. She’s one of those rare beasts who is beautiful inside and out. I swear she’s out building shelters for the homeless on her days off. Either that, or squirrel boxes.”

I turned to stare at him for a moment. “I’m feeling a little plain in comparison.”

His grin made my pulse leap. “Now you know how every man feels standing next to Jay. The two of them are the model couple. Then you have Zee and Ash and their partners, and we all feel more than a little intimidated.”

“She makes jeans and a jumper look glamorous,” I said, scrunching up my nose.

“Come on,” Flynn replied, opening his door. “I’ll introduce you. By the end of today, you’ll be the best of friends.”

“Does anyone not like her?” I asked, trailing behind him.

“Yes, her secretary, but then she seems to hate everyone.”

I wasn’t sure what to say to that, so I didn’t bother replying.

“Hey!” Jordan raised his hand in greeting as we approached. “We thought you weren’t coming, as you’re normally the first here.”

“I got delayed playing with Charlotte’s pussy,” Flynn deadpanned, knowing that he was throwing me under the bus.

Jordan turned a startled look in my direction and Megan laughed.

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