Free DASH by Shantel Tessier

ceiling. “I’m twenty-two. An only child.” He smiles. “I have a tendency to do my own thing, which has gotten me in trouble more times than I can count.”
    “What kind of trouble?” I ask.
    “The kind that gets you put behind bars,” he says with no shame.
    I sit up and look down at him with my eyebrows raised. “What kind of trouble do you get into?” I ask wondering if my father knows this. He takes his team and drivers very seriously. I mean, it’s his life.
    He smiles as if he’s reading my mind. “Nothing too bad. I’m a little reckless I guess you could say.”
    I let out a breath as I lie back down beside him. “That’s nothing.”
    He turns onto his side and places a hand under his head to prop it up. “Really? You make it sound like you’ve been a little reckless as well.”
    “No. It just wasn’t as bad as I was thinking,” I say with a smile. He reaches up and pushes my hair off my face. “You make me feel reckless,” I confess.
    He frowns. “How so?”
    I try to shrug it off, hating that it even slipped out. I go to roll over, but he gets up and straddles me, pinning me to the mattress. “Tell me,” he whispers, leaning over.
    “I feel like we’re breaking all the rules.” My dad wouldn’t allow this to happen, and he sure as hell would kick Dash off the team if he knew.
    “We are,” he says placing a kiss on my neck. I arch back giving him easier access. “That’s what makes it so much fun.”
    I try to ignore the feeling that tells me this won’t last much longer. “Well, at least when it’s over you will still be able to race.” But I will still see him.
    He pulls away and looks down at me with a frown. “What are you worrying about? What did you mean by ‘when it’s over’?”
    I shake my head, not wanting to tell him, but he is persistent. “Please. Don’t be afraid to tell me anything.”
    I let out a sigh. “My dad…”
    “I’m not worried about your dad. Will he threaten to kick me off of the team? Probably. But will he? No. He was right when he said I’m the best at what I do. And I will prove that to him. I’m valuable to him just as you are valuable to me,” he states.
    I smile at his words. “You wanna keep me around, huh?” I ask with a playful smile.
    “More than you know,” he says before he gets a big smile on his beautiful face. “Let me take you for a ride.”
    I laugh. “That’s the corniest line I’ve ever heard,” I say as I lift my hips, rubbing myself against him.
    He chuckles. “No, I really wanna take you for a ride. On my bike.”
    I lift my head up enough to look at his clock sitting on his nightstand. “It’s four-thirty in the morning,” I say with a frown.
    “And?” he asks arching a dark eyebrow.
    “Where would we go?”
    He leans down and places his lips on my neck. “You’re right,” he whispers against my skin. “We can go later.” With that, I smile and allow him to take me on the kind of ride that I had in mind.
     

CHAPTER TWELVE
     
    DASH
     
     
    I very slowly and quietly get out from underneath the covers without waking Tabatha. I make my way to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water for myself before making my way back to my bedroom and crawling in next to her. I take a drink and then place it on my nightstand. My eye catches the clock, and I see the time on it reads a little past six in the morning. The sun will start to rise soon, and I haven’t had any sleep the last two nights. Tabatha and I haven’t left my bedroom accept to shower and use the bathroom. We actually stopped having sex long enough to order pizza, but we were even able to turn that into some sort of foreplay.
    The woman turns me on like no other. Every time I look at her, my cock begs to be inside of her. My hands itch to explore every bit of her; no matter how many times they caress her, it’s not enough. My mouth needs to taste her. My eyes need to devour her.
    She lets out a little moan as she turns onto her side and throws