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“I have a spare,” I tell her.

No sooner have the words left my mouth, she has my jacket on the floor and the buttons of my shirt are flying through the air as she rips it open. Her tenacity stirs my desire, and I lose control, pushing her back so she’s laying on the desk. I reach down and pick up my tie from the floor, folding it up a few times.

“Open,” I command, then I place the tie in her mouth. “Bite down.”

She does what I tell her, then I reach under her skirt and slide my fingers beneath her panties.

“That’s so my staff won’t hear you scream.”

Her eyes go wide, and a moan catches in her throat as my fingers enter her. Lowering myself to my knees, I pull her panties down her legs and tuck them into my pocket.

Her pussy is glistening as my fingers work quickly to bring her pleasure. There’s nothing slow or seductive about my movements. They’re rough, rapid, and rigorous. Her hands grip the edge of my desk, and I know she’s already close to coming. I latch my mouth onto her clit to add to her impending orgasm. Her muscles tense, and I remove my fingers, covering her opening with my mouth.

I will never get tired of the way Sawyer tastes. Rubbing circles over her clit as she comes, I intensify her orgasm. I could live for no other reason than to bring pleasure to the angel sprawled across my desk, and I intend to do so every chance I get for the rest of our lives.

She lets go of my desk and grabs my head as another wave of pleasure rushes through her. Her muffled scream mixed with the taste of her juices in my mouth has my cock straining for release.

I stand up and look down at her as the sparks of her orgasm fizzle away. She whines when her eyes meet mine, then she reaches for my pants. I smack her hands away and unbutton my pants myself. Letting them drop to the floor, I grab Sawyer by the thighs and pull her closer to me.

Her eyes roll back when I enter her and push in as far as I can go. Holding her legs over my arms, I plunge in and out of her over and over like a jackhammer until she comes again. When I no longer feel her muscles clenching around my dick, I lift her up, and with my cock still buried deep inside of her, I walk to the couch and sit down.

As Sawyer moves back and forth swiftly, riding my cock like a filthy cowgirl, I make a mental note to get her some cowboy boots. Maybe even some rope, we’ll see. It doesn’t take her long before her talented body has my balls tightening up, and her pussy milks my dick until my cum shoots deep inside of her.

She spits my tie out, and her lips find mine as she moans her way through one final orgasm. When all is said and done, we’re a sweaty, sticky mess that will require cleaning more than the tissues from my office can handle.

I think we’ll be going home for lunch.

I doubt we’ll make it back to the office today.

SAWYER

Sittingbehind the wheel of my sexy, purple race car is something that I never thought I’d be able to do ever again. First because of Daniel and second because I didn’t expect the league to let me back in. But now, as I zoom around turn three at Auto Club Speedway, feeling the wind fly through the open window and the heat of the engine, I know that everything is as it should be.

Roaring past Robby, I already know that he’s going to throw a temper tantrum when we get back to Pit Road. I smile a little bit when I see him pound his fist against his steering wheel. Coming around turn four, I see the red flag waving from the flag stand, letting us know practice is over.

Jackson scheduled today’s practice because it has been a while since I last raced. He wants to make sure I am completely ready for the race in Talladega this weekend. It’s going to be a tough one, but if I can make it through everything that I’ve been through, I can handle anything.

I speed past Ryder, Tim, and Nate as they slow down and head into Pit Road. I need one more lap. I’m used to getting my aggression out on the track, but being out here when I have no worries weighing me down makes me feel lighter, faster, and capable of anything. It’s an entirely new and very welcome feeling.

After my last lap, I head to Pit Road and join my teammates. I pull my car in behind Robby’s and remove my steering wheel so I can get out. Once I’m out, Jackson calls all of us over so he can go over a few things. As I walk past Robby, I swear I hear him growl at me.

“Thanks again for coming out today for a last-minute practice. I know the time spent at home with your families is precious, so I really appreciate you sacrificing a bit of that to be here. This weekend we take on Talladega, and I know I don’t have to tell you this but—”

“Sawyer!”

Someone screams my name from behind me. I catch Jackson’s eye before I have a chance to turn around, and I see something in them I’ve never seen before.

Fear.

When I turn around to see who it is, my blood turns to ice.

Daniel. With a gun.

He points it at me with a shaky hand and pulls the trigger.

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

SAWYER

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