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“I am.”

“You know that some people might not like that. With street racing being illegal, they might fear exposure.”

I sat back in my seat and pulled my fingers from his. “I thought about that too. If they’re not interested in having their faces or cars shown, that’s cool. I will edit them out of any footage. But I’ve thought long and hard about this, and it just feels right, you know?”

“Listen, do what you need to do for you. Chopper reached out to me, but I haven’t reached back. Shine called me last night, and he says that they all reamed his ass out about what went down. He wants me back, and in his message, he left an apology. Said he’d like to do it in person, man-to-man.”

“Then why don’t you go?”

“Because he owes you an apology too. He can’t have one without the other.”

“No, Dom. That’s your world and your territory. As much as I love racing, I’ve come to realize that I don’t need to infringe on your world to do that. The night of my last race, Baby Q approached me about joining their team.”

His eyebrows lifted, and a smile came over his face. “And are you?”

“I don’t know. I told them that night that I wouldn’t. That as long as I had my fam, I was good.”

“Yeah, but fam ain’t having a problem throwing you away.”

“That’s just it. They’re not having issues with me as a whole, just issues with me racing and the impact that I have on you. I don’t have to be on the same team as you to race. You wereright about that. I can still race, enjoy that world, and keep our personal lives separate, Dom. I love my new job, and doing this documentary will only enhance my future. Return to True Grit, and I promise that I will find my way.”

“With the girls or without them?”

“I honestly don’t know right now. Only time will tell. Maybe I was meant to stay on the outskirts of things. To your point, I don’t have to be on a team to race. I just wanted the security, familiarity, and familial comforts of one.”

“And you can have that all with the Lady Jaguars.”

“Except you and I both know that I don’t get along with girls too well.”

“You get along with TT, Avriella, and Nikki just fine.”

“They’re the exception, not the norm.”

“Give it a shot with these ladies.”

“Let me think on it.”

“You do that,” he stated as the server arrived with our meal.

“Ohh, baby, right there,”I cried out as Dominic pressed his hand in my lower back and slid deeper inside of me from the back.

“Gimme that arch, baby. That’s it . . . just like I like it,” he groaned.

Sometimes I had to laugh at the irony of how Dominic and I were. We walked around all the time in little more than our underwear and often undressed in front of each other, yet we managed not to have sex. Now the simple things set us off and would have us pawing at each other.

It had started in the car on the way home. He had fixed the scarf around my neck while we were at a stop sign. That led tohim kissing the underside of my jaw, palming my breasts, and cupping my mound. Before I knew it, my jeans were unbuttoned, and he slid his hand inside of them. The entire rest of the drive home, Dominic had fingered me until I came only minutes before we arrived at the apartment complex.

I hadn’t bothered to button my jeans when I got out of the car. I simply pulled my coat closed and ran into the house ahead of him. Thankfully, this rare cold November day required us to wear a coat.

I still had my jeans, panties, socks, and shoes on. The only thing I managed to remove before he got me in his clutches was my coat, sweater, and bra. I even still wore my scarf.

“Mm,” I moaned as I rolled my ass when Dominic tugged at the scarf around my neck. He tugged it tight enough to choke me, but not so tight that I could not breathe.

“I don’t know how I let all these years go by, and I didn’t sample this ass at least once. We should’ve been on some homie-lover-friends or friends-with-benefits a long time ago. You held out on all the good pussy,” he groaned as he pumped deeper inside of me.

I reached around behind me to grab the length of his erection, and it pulsated in my hand. It was slick from being coated with my juices.

“That’s it, baby. Squeeze it harder and make daddy cum.”