Page 12 of Racing Dirty Trilogy Box Set

Xavier

The warmth from the sun streaming into the open curtains awakens me from a deep sleep. There’s a warm body wrapped around me, pressing against mine. My mind is groggy and disconnected. When it finally clears who’s around me, my dick stands at attention.

Izzy’s white tank top has risen in her sleep and I catch a glimpse of her bare stomach. I run my free hand down her side, caressing her skin. She shudders under my hand and slowly opens her fiery gaze, stretching against my side.

“Hey,” Her voice husky turns me on even more.

“Hey, back. How did you sleep?" I ask.

“Really good. I haven’t slept that soundly in five years." My heart hurts and soars at her confession, knowing I’m the reason.

“Me either. I haven’t slept that well in the last five years. Every time I closed my eyes, I would see the hurt on your face and it broke me knowing I put that there. B, I’m so sorry for what I did. You don’t know how sorry I am. I was young and dumb, and I will never make that mistake again."

Izzy rests her hand on my lips stopping me from saying more. “I know Xavier,” she says with a smile and puts her head back on my chest.

My heart beats loudly in my ears at her using my full name. She has only said it a handful of times and most were while I was giving her pleasure. She moves her leg, brushing against the morning wood. I let out a low groan at the contact.

“Well, I know what’s on your mind." Her eyes are hooded with desire.

“Trust me. All I have to do is think of this body.” I say, running my fingers up and down her spine. “These green eyes.” Goosebumps spread across her skin. I cup her breasts. “These perfect tits and he’s ready to go.”

She lets out a little giggle at my confession, leaning into me further.

“I’m not ready for that yet but you can kiss me again.

” I grin and lean up to meet her soft, perfect lips.

As our lips connect, a shot of want roars through my body.

I grip the back of Izzy’s head and she lets out a soft whimper, opening her mouth to allow me access.

Her flavor explodes on my tongue as I deepen our kiss.

Her hips move, seeking relief. I shift so she’s straddling me.

I thrust my hips, not breaking the kiss and she lets out a groan from the back of her throat.

Needing to taste her skin, I finally break the soul-shattering kiss and work my way down her throat.

She’s panting with desire. I flip us over in one quick movement, settling between her open legs.

I kiss my way down her delicious body until I reach the waistband of her jeans.

Her body’s withering under my lips and tongue.

I sit up and pull her with me. I remove her shirt, baring her full breast, and lick my lips.

My heart is beating in my chest and my breathing is erratic, staring at the beautiful woman.

“I know you’re not ready, but I still need to taste you.” My voice is full of desire. She hesitates for a second, then nods her head. I lay her back down and kiss each breast, ravishing them.

She runs her hands through my hair, tugging me closer to her body.

A satisfied groan escapes my lips. I make my way down to her flat, toned stomach.

Her body bows up toward me as her smooth, sun-kissed skin meets my hot breath.

I reach the top of her jeans and glance up.

Izzy gives me a small nod and I unbutton her jeans.

I slide them down her legs, caressing each one with my tongue and lips.

My body is burning with desire, but this is for her, not me.

I inhale a deep breath and I kiss my way up to her panties, trying to control my desire.

I stare at her for a moment, burning the image into my mind.

Izzy’s eyes are full of love, and compassion and hooded with desire.

Her long, dark lashes, resting against her tan skin.

I bring my mouth to her lace panties and kiss her through the material. A groan rumbles from her lips and she grabs my hair again. My hot breath against her core, makes her squirm.

“Oh God Xavier,” she moans.

Excitement vibrates through my body as she responds to my touch. She spreads her legs wider for me, giving me access.

“Xavier, don’t stop." Izzy moans.

“That’s it B, let it go," my deep voice rumbling against her body.

I watch her face as pure ecstasy crosses it.

Izzy shudders against me as I make my way up her body.

Her breathing is harsh, and her eyes are closed.

She opens those beautiful emeralds and stares into mine.

The smile on her face takes my breath away.

“Wow,” Izzy says.

Once I reach her lips, I kiss her gently and she kisses me back. I lift myself off her before I lose control, moving behind her. I hold her against me, both of us trying to get our breathing under control. She snuggles into my side, running her fingers up and down the tattoo across my heart.

“Tu Semper In Corde Meo ,” Izzy says aloud. “What does that mean?” she asks, gazing into my eyes.

“It’s Latin for ‘You Will Always Have My Heart.’ I got it right after you left," I confess. Izzy’s eyes fill with tears.

“Hey, don’t cry. I’m the one who fucked up.

Not you. You were perfect for me. I don’t know what was going through my mind.

You are still perfect for me. I wish I could go back in time and kick my own ass.

I’ve regretted that night ever since." I study her face and I know without a doubt, she needs to know the whole truth.

“I never told anyone this, but I honestly have no memory of it.

I know how I used to be, so I really thought I slept with her.

I quit drinking the day you left. I focused on my race car, on my driving.

When I lost you, I shut everyone out and every advance I received.

No one would come near me after a while and left me to do my own thing. "

Izzy gets up from her bed, not saying a word.

She walks naked across her room to her dresser.

She puts on a new pair of black panties, green running shorts, and a white tank top.

She makes her way back over to me, conflict crosses her features.

She wants to believe me, but I can tell she’s having a tough time.

“I thought you would still be with her. It hurt my heart to think of you with anyone else, but I had to leave.” She mumbles, tracing the tattoo with her fingers.

“She came here the next day. Did you know that? It’s what made my decision to leave right away.

" Her voice broke at the last part. I sit up, bringing her with me so we were face to face.

“What do you mean she came here?" I ask. Izzy won’t meet my eyes.

“Izabella Iris Jones,” I scold, getting her attention. Her eyes snapped to mine at the use of her full name. “What do you mean?” I ask gently.

Anger is radiating through my body at her confession, but I’m trying to keep it out of my voice. I’m not angry at her, I’m angry at myself for not seeing this sooner. She let out a soft sigh, resting her hands on my chest.

“She came here the next day. I was out in the pole barn with Mia working on my car. I was giving it a tune-up when a shadow crossed the doorway."

Izzy’s eyes are distant, she’s reliving that day.

“Mia was sitting on the workbench like normal and spotted her first. The radio was up loud, so I didn’t hear anyone approach.

Mia turned the radio down and that got my attention.

I picked my head up from under the hood of my car and saw her standing in the doorway.

” The anger in her voice is understandable.

“She looked just as slutty that day as she did the night before.

She had a smirk on her blood-red lips, and Mia flew off the bench.

She got right in her face and started pushing her out the door.

She pushed Mia back, Mia fell, and I lost it.

No one touches my best friend and walks away.

I ran over to her and I hit her in her smirking face as hard as I could, watching her crumble to the ground.

I felt so much better after I knocked her ass out.

After a few minutes she got up, blood was dripping from her nose.

She told me you two have been together for the past three months and I was just a fling for you.

I meant nothing to you and she will always be in the picture.

She also told me that you were the best thing she ever had.

" Izzy looks away, releasing a ragged breath. There is something she isn’t telling me, but if I push her too hard, she will shut me out again.

She takes a deep breath and turns back seeing my shocked face.

Her eyes widen in understanding. “You don’t remember anything about that night? "

“No, not a thing. When you found me, what was I doing? The only memory I have of that night is the crushed look on your face and the tears in your eyes. That is the only thing I remember. I swear to you, I don’t remember even touching that girl.

I remember that day, leaving here. I started to panic, thinking I wasn’t good enough for you and going to the track.

I started drinking whiskey and before I knew it the whole bottle was gone.

After that, it’s all blank." I don’t want to remember anything from that night.

I push Izzy’s hair out of her face as she talks.

“Then why would she come to me the next day?

When I found you, you were barely standing.

Your hair was disheveled, and your clothes messy, like you were getting dressed fast. She came up behind you adjusting her clothes.

She looked right at me and gave me a smirk.

The same look I would get from all the other track bunnies when you would show me attention and they wanted it.

" Izzy takes a deep breath, her eyes are distant, reliving that horrible night that changed our lives forever.

I swallow hard as realization slams into me. My stomach is turning. “God. I’m such a fucking idiot,” I grumble. The sparkle in Izzy’s eyes takes my breath away when I glance at her.

“No. I’m the idiot. I should have seen through her.

I should have known you would never cheat on me.

I was so happy, finally being with you, I thought there was a catch, something bad would happen because something great was happening.

When I saw her follow you out of the woods, I assumed the worst. All these years wasted because we were too stubborn to talk to each other.

" I pull her against me and kiss the shit out of her.

“B, I love you. I always have and always will," I say when I pull away to catch my breath.

“I love you too, X. Always have and always will," she responds.

I rest my forehead against hers, my heart soaring with happiness. “Next time you have any doubts, please talk to me. Don’t leave me again. I can’t go through that another time. You’re it for me. You have always been the only one."

She shivers at my confession, and her bright gaze looks relieved.

“Can I confess something to you without you thinking I’m creepy?" I ask her.

“You can tell me anything, X. I already know you’re a creep,” she smirks at me.

I can’t keep my hands off her, so I lean in again and kiss her. I don’t know how she will react to what I am going to tell her.

“The night at the track when you hit Lisa, do you remember that?" She nods her head, confusion on her face. I take a deep breath, my hands are sweaty, and my heart’s beating hard in my chest. I’ve never been this nervous about anything.

“Well, a couple of weeks before, when I was with her, I yelled your name.

" My face is hot from embarrassment. “After that, I swore off all women and only had my sights on you. I couldn’t keep denying myself and numbing the pain from not having you as mine anymore. "

Izzy’s eyes grow wide. “Oh. My. God." She covers her mouth, trying to stifle her laugh. “That’s why she was hell-bent on pissing me off!" She laughs louder and it's music to my ears.

After she calms down, she looks at me and I know I will never live this one down.

“Well, creeper,” she giggles, teasing me. “What are we going to do about this?"

“Izzy,” I warn.

“Xavier,” she warns back.

“Shut up and kiss me,” I demand.

The look on her face is serious as she gazes into my eyes.

I pull her closer so there is no space between her body and mine.

I run my hands up and down her back, caressing her soft skin.

She leans into me and kisses me hard, her mouth open allowing me access.

There’s a loud knock on her bedroom door, making us jump.

“Fuckers, you about done in there. Izzy’s phone and your phone has been blowing up all morning." Nolan says with a laugh from the other side of the door.

Izzy pulls away from me and gets off the bed. Her face is impassive as she puts her white tank top back on.

“B, what’s wrong?" I ask.

“My dad. I forgot about him being in the hospital." She looks at me with tears in her eyes, “I can’t believe I fucking forgot he isn’t here."

I climb off the bed and hold her in my arms. Her body’s wracking with sobs. “Hey, it’s OK, B. We’ll get ready and go see him.”

Izzy calms down and takes a deep breath. She stiffens her shoulders and lets me go. The easy banter we had a few minutes ago is gone and I hope we can figure out who did this soon.