Chapter 1 Rising Stars and Fallen Angels
Bodies hot and slick with sweat rubbed against one another. One a large man, whose hair was as black as night itself and red tribal lightning tattoos that shone in the dim light. The other one a smaller young female, her silver hair reflected the light and her silver eyes flashed with her need as she hungrily kissed him.
His large hands reached up and around her back pulling her against his body, which was so full of need. She could smell his excitement as he gently thrust himself into her waiting body. He felt her tense and relax with every thrust. Driving them both to the edge and sending them over into eternal bliss, their climaxes rocked each other's bodies.
He couldn't tell how long they had lain in that bed, exhausted from their night of lovemaking. But he didn't care cause he was happy that she was with him, once and for all. Nothing could make his life anymore perfect than it already was.
She smiled into Rick's chest as he held her, but Silva knew she was in for a rude awakening once Don found out his prized star-pilot had sex with the offending team's pilot. Yet she didn't care, she had heard Don yell and scream and stomp trying to keep his team in order. But it didn't stop her from meeting up at Rick's house; it didn't stop them from having sex. It didn't stop them from falling in love with one another, and nothing ever would.
"Baby, its time to get up," her lover rumbled into her ear.
"Morning already?" Peeking from under her arm and into his sunglasses.
"Yeah, its morning and we both have work to do," watching her sit up, his body hardened as he caught sight of the supple skin that his body rubbed against from the night before. "Silva, I don't want to beat you in today's race, but I don't want to lose either…" He began.
"What? Hold on a second…you don't want to win or lose against me? …Wait I have an idea!" She slipped out from underneath the covers, Rick turned around. "What?" She arched an eyebrow but all she heard from him, was that he was swallowing dryly. She snatched up her clothes and got dressed. "You can look now," waiting as he turned around. "Neither one of us has to win or lose this race to the other, as long as we do a tie."
He slapped himself in the head, "How stupid could I be! I forgot about that!"
She walked up to him and held his hands in hers, giving him a loving kiss. "Well, both of us better hurry back to our hangars at the track and get ready. I'll be waiting for you at the finish line." Pulling away she walked out of his room, into the hall, and out of the house and into her Camaro.
He watched her as she left, "A tie? How are we going to pull that off? Don is going to be pissed if I tie with her, and even more if he finds out about us." He turned to face his mirror, catching how he looked. His hair was frizzed out a bit and his face was still flushed from the night before. He rubbed his chin, "It'll be worth it though." Getting ready to head out to the hangar.