I am utterly tense; my fingers are digging into my palms as we wait for the green light, I swear I feel light headed as they accelerate off the line, my eyes are fixed on car 25 going around the track. The first safety alert comes after an incident on lap 91 with two cars colliding, bits of the fibre glass panels fly all over the track but both cars continue with the race. Ana is running well, she lost a couple of places avoiding the debris on the track but it is still early days yet.
I hadn't noticed Elliot had left the owners viewing area until he proffers a bottle of Bud at me.
"Thought you could use a little relaxation before you burst a blood vessel" he says half joking, half serious.
"Thanks but I am fine, HOLY SHI…that was close!" I yell as another bump occurs in front of Ana but she deftly avoids any trouble. Perhaps I do need that beer after all.
The commentator is making me worse, his voice rising with excitement or anxiety when any jostling occurs or the leaders are challenging each other for the front spot. I drink down the beer pretty quickly and I see a grin coming from Elliot out of the corner of my eye.
"Another?" Elliot asks and I nod readily as I can feel the effects of some alcohol in my blood helping to chill me a little. Elliot disappears to the bar, returning with two more beers and some track food.
"Here, try this" he offers a, well, all I can describe it as is a lump of something in a bun with various colours of sauce over the top.
"Go on, try it" he offers again.
"No thanks Elliot, I'm good"
"Thought you might say that so I got you these instead" he lobs a packet of crisp's at me from across the other side of the table.
I eat them hungrily before I suddenly realise I haven't been watching Ana or the action for at least 5 minutes, I start to panic when I can't see Ana to begin with but Elliot points out car 25 still running strong on lap 237.
With 30 laps left to go and no major incidences during the race I feel anxious for the race to finish. A huge roar goes up on the final lap when Dale Earnhardt Jr runs out of fuel and is overtaken by Brad Keselowski who takes the win with Earnhardt luckily taking second place over Paul Menard.
I am ecstatic when Ana crosses the line in 17th place and I think she will be happy with that too. I must confess my mind then wanders to seeing her later tonight and how we can celebrate; I have a few ideas of course.
"I'm out of here bro, going to meet Kate on the strip" Elliot tells me.
"Why didn't she come to the race?" I ask feeling guilty I hadn't asked sooner.
"She isn't that into racing, I think she is scared in case something happens to Ana" he tells me.
"I know that feeling" I mumble "have fun, see you at the airport 8am sharp"
"Will be there" he smiles and waves as he leaves.
I hurry down to the garage to see Ana, she is very dirty but smiling so she is obviously pleased with the result. I wave and she beams back, gives me a thumbs up before being dragged off by the team for a post-race, err, whatever it is they do before packing up and moving on.
"Good race today, she drove well" Ray's voice startles me.
"It was a very good race and one without serious incidents which is always a bonus" I say but feel he has caught me off guard.
"It's good to see you taking such an avid interest in your investment, other sponsors have never really taken much notice" Ray says and shit, shit, shit, he knows!
"Well I always…" splutter "follow my business investments carefully" splutter "things change and so do needs so it's as well to be on top of them" great phrasing there Grey. My mind very briefly flits to being on top of Ana.
"Relax Christian" Ray laughs "My daughter has been very happy since meeting you; I know some of that is to do with being able to continue racing but the rest is down to you"
"Well, err, I don't know what to say Mr, err Ray" I stumble over my words again.
"All I will ask is you allow her to race, don't distract her before a race, give her space when she needs it and time to realise she is in love with you, like you are with her"
I think I just heard my jaw just hit the ground, before I stand there opening and closing my mouth like a goldfish while my brain formulates an answer.
"You know we have been seeing each other?" I whisper.
"I know my daughter very well Christian, I can read her easily and the fact that you have been coming to each race, showing concern for her safety, all subtle signs but signs never the less"
"I thought we were being careful" I mutter.
"Christian, having been in NASCAR for many years, driver and boss, it is a very male dominated sport, she has to try twice as hard and be better than everyone else just to make a headline, she fights hard to compete with the other drivers both on and off the track, professionally and personally so when something is going right for her it shows in her driving and demeanour. On the flip side though, her guard is always up, too high sometimes and she takes a while to 'thaw' towards people. I guess I am trying to say don't give up on her, she will take her time coming to the conclusion that something is safe and it's ok to drop her guard even if it's a little at a time"
I nod; I am still trying to absorb everything that Ray has just said about Ana.
"What are you two looking so serious about?" Ana's voice pipes up from the doorway.
"Christian was just telling me how much he is enjoying NASCAR" Ray smiles "and what a great result for the team today"
"I am really pleased, it really was a team effort" Ana says smiling.
"I'm proud of you sweetie" Ray kisses his daughters forehead "and so is the crew and the team bosses"
I smile at that reference, Ray winks at me over the top of Ana's head.
"Go on you two, go have fun, we can manage without you, we have a few weeks before the next race in Virginia, Ana why don't you return to Seattle, catch up with your mother and friends before the next race?" Ray suggests.
"Ok I might just do that dad, but are you sure? I don't mind packing up for the move" she says
"Go relax, chill, enjoy, perhaps Mr Grey will take you out for a celebratory drink sometime" Ray smiles
"Of course Miss Steele, it would be my pleasure; in fact if it is acceptable to your father, I could escort you back to Seattle on my aeroplane tomorrow morning"
"I would like that very much" Ana extolls at my suggestion.
"That's fine Ana, enjoy" Ray kisses his daughter again.
"Bye dad, love you" she blows a kiss to him as we leave.
As we walk out of the garage toward the car and Taylor I ask Ana what she would like to do this evening…
"I am famished but I don't want to get dressed up, is room service an option?" she raises an eyebrow and licks her lips oh so seductively.
"If you keep that up we won't make it back to the hotel before I will have to get you naked and take you here and now in the car in full view of Taylor and anyone walking past"
"Now that is an interesting proposition" she teases "but I am too hungry to do much however I can do this…"
She straddles me on the back seat, kissing me intensely while grinding her pelvis into my quickly swelling dick, I slip my hand up her t-shirt pushing her bra aside, freeing her breasts and I bury my face between her soft mounds.
She pulls away after ten minutes of heavy petting; I am horny as hell, panting and my trousers proving again to be my enemy as my dick is straining against the zip to be freed.
"Hmm, I would like to carry on but later as I am starving" she says as unhooks her legs.
I see Taylor's expression in the rear view mirror saying 'cock teaser' but the glint in his eye was obvious.
Talk about leave a guy hanging! I silently plead with 'him' to relax with the promise of further action later.
"I need a shower when we get to the hotel, I smell oily and fumy and my hair is just yuck" she exclaims, I hadn't actually noticed.
"Sure, just tell me what you want and I will order for when you have finished"
We pull up at the hotel and the doorman opens Ana's door "Good evening Ma'am, Sir"
"Good evening" we both say together before hurrying towards the elevators.
The doors open and no one else is inside or joins us, I push the floor button and as soon as the door shuts I am propelled backwards into the side by Ana wrapping her hot sexy body around mine, kissing whilst frantically unbuttoning my shirt. I lift her until her legs are around my waist; my fingers begin to roam along her inner thighs. I slap her buttocks and she moans, begging for more.
My eyes check the floor number, good for a while yet so I continue with my exploration, finding the hot wet promise land quickly as she is wearing crotch less panties. I gently and teasingly stroke her clit until she pants, just as she teased me earlier in the car, the elevator dings and I remove my hands, stand her down on the floor and walk out.
I smile to myself as I hear a small pfft coming from Ana, she is straightening her clothes when the door begins to close and she has to move quickly to avoid an extra elevator ride.
In my suite, and conscious she wants to shower, I ask Ana what she would like to eat.
"Do they do pancakes? With syrup or chocolate sauce? Oh and a bagel with cream cheese and I need coffee or juice. I'm starving" she reiterates
The shower clicks on and I hear Ana humming, she sounds so happy and I am glad that maybe I have a little to do with that.
Twenty minutes later the ordered food arrives, Ana has just stepped out of the shower and is wrapped in a huge white fluffy towel, and her hair is in a turban.
"This looks great" Ana exclaims as she sits and begins devouring the bagel, I pour coffee for us both.
"You not eating?" she asks me.
"Not yet although I do have my eye on something delicious" I say calmly but with a hint of teasing in my voice.
"Oh really? I can't imagine what" she takes the last bite of bagel "sorry it's all gone now"
With that I leap up from the table, pull Ana up, undo her towel and allow it to fall to the floor, pull the towel of her hair and watch the cascade of wavy hair fall around her shoulders. I admire her for a moment but I can wait no longer, she has teased me to the point of coming several times today and I need to be inside her.
"Turn around and bend over the table" I instruct and she capitulates.
I rub my hands up and down her back, over her thighs and buttocks before slapping again, she moans and I swiftly enter her, she is wet and ready for me. I feel an animal lust and yearning, I hold her hips tightly as I thrust again and again, she cries out for more, harder, faster, the sweat begins to roll down my forehead until I thrust one last time and empty my load into her, I quickly reach forward and gently rub her clit, she groans, grips the edge of the table tighter as she peaks…