Cockpit: A Second Chance Romance (29 page)

It was huge. Smooth with a couple of thick veins twisting to the tip. The shiny, pink tip.

I licked my lips. It looked... beautiful.

He growled at me.

"Give me your panties."

I shimmied them down and handed them to him. My jaw dropped as he shoved them in his pocket. He wasn't going to give them back?

He spun me around and pushed me forward. My hands found the edge of one of the planting beds. With fragrant flowers all around me, I waited, listening to him open a condom wrapper.

"I told you to call the doctor. You are going to do that today."

"Oh-okay."

I was breathless as I felt him push his cock inside me. We both groaned at the contact. I was a little bit sore but I didn't want him to stop.

I never wanted him to stop.

He gripped my hips and started to thrust in a sharp, hard motion. Again and again he pounded himself into me. He was grunting rhythmically. In the reflection of the glass I could see his face. He was staring down at me with a look of lust and something else.

He looked totally possessive.

He kept saying that I was his.

Obviously, he meant it.

I whimpered as he reached down, one hand finding my clit. He rubbed it gently as he slammed into me with his cock. He was gentle and hard at the same time.

That's what he was like I realized.

He was gentle. And hard. There was no one like him in the world.

And he wanted me.

I felt myself starting to shake as a monumental orgasm approached.

"Jace!"

He grunted, his cock starting to swell inside me.

I felt my back arch as my climax tore through me. Behind me he was losing his tempo, driving into me harder and faster. His hands clenched on my hips as his cock lurched, making me cum even harder.

He bent over me, his forehead on my back. We stayed like that for a while. He pressed soft kisses into my bare skin. Then he pulled out of me and helped me get dressed.

"We are going to have to do this in a bed eventually you know."

I laughed. He was so funny, so matter of fact. I didn't think I'd ever met anybody more direct in my life.

"That sounds nice."

"Nice?"

He growled, pinning me against the planter.

"I will show you nice."

Then he kissed me. Hard.

His phone went off and he sighed, pulling it out to glance at it.

"I'm supposed to race tomorrow night. We have to get back."

I nodded.

"I just need to say bye to Gran."

He smiled and put his arm around me.

"Let's go."

Chapter Fifteen

Jace

The highway was mostly empty as I drove Frannie back South. She was dozing in the passenger seat, covered by my leather jacket. I wasn't going to lie. I liked the look of it on her.

It would look even better if she wasn't wearing anything else.

I felt my dick twitch in my pants.

Down boy.

I was pretty sure she'd had enough. I couldn't possibly fuck her as much as I wanted to. She was still new at it, and I'm sure her pretty little pussy was getting sore.

I could wait.

But that didn't mean I had to like it.

I pressed down on my cock, telling myself to chill out. I had shit to do. The race tomorrow night for one thing. It was my first time on a real track. Flannery was beside himself that I wouldn't be back in time.

But I wanted to drive my car. It was time.

Mariah.

I had a lot to do to get her ready. But there was something else I wanted to do too. I drove Frannie home just as it was getting dark.

She woke up when the car stopped, her big eyes blinking at me shyly.

The damn girl was like a cartoon character. Cute, sweet and sexy as hell.

I reached out and pulled her into my arms.

"Are we home?"

I nodded.

"For now."

She blinked again. Clearly she didn't get what I was hinting at. It didn't matter. I'd show her soon enough.

I brushed her hair out of her face.

"How do you feel? Sore?"

She blushed, looking away and nodding.

"Yes, a little."

I smiled and kissed her temple... then her ear... then her neck. I was instantly hard, just from kissing her. I wondered if my cock would ever learn discipline around her.

I kind of doubted it.

"I'll pick you up around lunch tomorrow. There's something I want to show you."

She smiled at me sweetly. She was so shy.

I realized how much I liked that about her.

"Alright."

I kissed her again, long and slow and deep. Then I walked her to her front door. I leaned against the building, watching as she unlocked the front door.
 

"Do you need anything? Food?"

"No, I have some stuff."

"Do you need to go out tomorrow morning?"

"No."

"Good."

I grabbed her one more time, taking what I wanted. Well, part of what I wanted anyway. What I really wanted was to take her upstairs and keep her up all night riding my cock.

But I had shit to do, and she was tired. I ran my knuckles over her cheek and smiled at her.

"Sleep well."

Frannie

The sun was bright overhead by the time I opened my eyes. I glanced at the clock. 9 am. I must have been more tired than I'd thought.

Besides, Jace had told me to rest.

I blushed.

Not told. He'd commanded me.

I stretched and pulled out my phone. I'd already gotten a text.

Good morning sweetheart. Pick you up at 12.

Sweetheart. He'd called me sweetheart.

I sighed and got out of bed. I had a boyfriend. For the first time in my life I had a boyfriend.

I think I did anyway.

I padded out to the kitchen and put the kettle on.

"Look what the cat dragged in."

I looked up to see Becky laying on the couch. She'd obviously slept there all night. She looked terrible.

"Becks! Are you okay?"

Her eyes were red. She'd obviously been crying.

"He broke up with me."

"Oh no, I'm so sorry!"

I went to sit beside her, trying to ignore the empty bottle of wine on the floor. Scratch that.

Bottles.

"He tried to get me to fuck one of his buddies."

I stared at her, my mouth wide open.

"That's- awful."

She shrugged, rolling to her side.

"He never loved me. I'm an idiot. He- he did things."

"Like what Becks?"

"It doesn't matter."

I chewed my lip, not sure what to say to help her. She'd always been kind of fragile. I knew her family life had been rough. That's why she wanted to be rich. She thought money would protect her.

Maybe if we'd been closer I would have told her that it didn't.

I knew that from experience.

"Where have you been anyway?"

"My Gran. She got sick. But she's okay."

"What about the guy?"

"He uh... he came up there to get me."

Becky sat up, looking awake for the first time.

"Frannie! He drove six hours? Each way???"

I nodded.

"No one's ever done anything like that for me. He must love you."

"I doubt it. I have to get ready though. He'll be here soon."

The kettle went off. Becky followed me into the kitchen.

"I'm happy for you Frannie."

I looked at her. She meant it. I could tell. Suddenly I felt bad about all the things I'd thought about her. She wasn't a gold digger. She was just scared like the rest of us.

Scared of being abandoned.

The doorbell rang and I froze.

"Oh my God. He's early."

Becky shoved me towards the bathroom.

"Get dressed. I'll handle Prince Charming."

I grabbed clean clothes and practically dove into the bathroom. I showered and changed in less than five minutes. I dragged a comb through my wet hair and walked into the living room.
 

"Brothers? Sisters?"

"No."

Becky was giving Jace the third degree. I almost laughed. He looked supremely uncomfortable. And she looked like a mother hen.

I decided I better rescue him.

"Hey."

His eyes lit up as he stood, raking them over me.

"Hi beautiful."

I blushed as he pulled me in for a quick kiss. Becky winked at me knowingly as we left. I rolled my eyes at her, hoping she'd be okay.

"Where are we going?"

He smiled at me.

"You'll see."

He drove me across town to a nice family area. We got out of the car and I followed him, having no idea which way he was leading me. There was a row of townhouses up ahead that looked new. We walked up to one and he slid the key inside it.

"So. Do you think you could live here?"

I turned around to look at him. My heart was thudding.

"It's beautiful. But I can't afford anything like this. Or sign a lease."

He tilted his head to the side.

"It's for sale. No lease."

I swallowed. Did he want me to buy this place? Did he care about my money after all?

"I've been saving up."

"Oh."

I shook my head, trying to clear it. This was too much. Too fast.

"I'm supposed to go to Japan in the fall."

"Okay."

I stared at him. Was he giving up that easily?

"I'll go with you."

He meant it. He really meant it.

He wanted to be with me.

For real.

Chapter Sixteen

Jace

Frannie looked surprised as I showed her around the townhouse. A couple guys I knew had worked on the construction so I knew it was in good shape. It was one of the last units available. I'd been eyeing it for a while. But now I had a reason to actually move out of my Dad's place.

"It's very nice Jace. But I don't understand. You want to buy this place?"

I nodded slowly, keeping my eyes on her.

"For us."

"You want to live with me?"

"I want to marry you Frannie."

Her jaw dropped. Obviously the girl had no idea how I felt about her. What did she think I was fucking talking about when I said she belonged to me?

"I don't know what to say."

I walked over to her, lifting her, backing her up until her back pressed into the wall.

"I told you. You're mine."

She swallowed nervously, looking like a frightened little bird.

"Don't you think this is kind of fast Jace?"

"No."

"I have to think about it..."

"You do? You sure about that?"

She inhaled sharply.

"Yeah. Um, don't we have to be at the track soon?"

I let her slide down my body. There was no way she would miss my obvious erection.

"Yeah."

I turned and walked out of the townhouse, feeling fury pump through my veins. What the hell did she want from me? I told her I wanted to marry her. Isn't that what all girls wanted?

She followed me out meekly and waited while I locked the door.

"Did you call your doctor?"

"No- I must have overslept."

I didn't look at her. I had a sudden feeling that maybe I wasn't good enough for her.

Maybe she didn't want me.

I clenched my jaw and drove her to the Logan Raceway. This was the most important day of my life. And somehow, it was going horribly wrong.

If she didn't want me... I didn't know what the fuck I would do.

We drove in silence until I pulled into the staging area for the cars and pit teams. Clyde and Flannery ran over and started prepping the car.

Frannie and I sat there, not moving. Not looking at each other.

"Is this Flannery's new car?"

"No, this one's mine."

I turned to look at her.

"I'm not the poor little dirt bag you think I am. I've worked hard. Just because I didn't go to college doesn't mean I'm not good enough for you."

Her eyes grew wide and wet with tears.

"I don't think that Jace! I don't! I like you just the way you are!"

"You
like
me?"

"You know I do."

I turned away. I'd been about to tell her that that wasn't good enough. Liking me.

Not when I was already in love with her.

"You better go wait in the stands. It's not safe down here."

I didn't look at her as she climbed out. As soon as the door shut though, I turned to make sure she'd done as I said.

I watched her walk slowly through the crowd of drivers and their pit crews. People turned to look at her, to check her out. But she didn't notice. She looked sad. Miserable even.

That's how a marriage proposal made her feel?

I'd show her I wasn't a loser. I'd prove it the only way I knew how.

On the track.

Frannie

I stood behind the fence, right behind Flannery and the rest of Jace's team. Jace hadn't looked at me once. But I couldn't stop looking at him.

He was angry at me, that much was obvious.

But he was also hurt.

The thought of living with him... being with him. It was overwhelming. Wonderful but so far beyond what I'd imagined... I rubbed my hands over my arms.

I felt so alone without him.

How had that happened so fast?

Also I was scared. Scared something might happen to him. Scared he would change his mind.

Scared I would never get over him if he did.

Of that I was more than certain.

How could I ever forget him? His beautiful, deep eyes... his body against mine... his touch...

Or any of the other things he'd done to take care of me.

Right from the start he'd been doing it.

Maybe he did love me after all... he hadn't said it, but it was there, hanging between us.

And I already knew I was falling in love with him.

The frenetic activity on the track picked up. I knew the race was about to start. Clyde brought a helmet over to Jace and he held it, not putting it on.

Jace walked over to me, his eyes blazing. He grabbed me, kissing me hard. A little roar went up from the crowd in the bleachers behind us.

He stared into my eyes for a second.

Then he was gone.