Page 85 of Racing Dirty Trilogy Box Set

A skinny, older woman with dark skin, black hair streaked with grey, and light brown eyes comes out of the kitchen with a smile on her plump lips when she sees Ace.

She’s wearing dark jeans and a blue sweater.

“Oh, good you’re home. Angel is sleeping in her room.

She tried to wait up for you, but I read her a story and put in a movie.

She’s been asleep for an hour. Are you in for the night or do you need me to stick around? ”

I shift from foot to foot, feeling like an idiot for my actions.

The woman’s eyes land on me and a gasp leaves her lips.

“Ace, can I talk to you alone?” she asks, not breaking eye contact with me.

Ace puts his arm around her slender shoulders and they walk out of the living room and into another room. I don’t like this at all.

“Nolan,” Ashton says bringing my attention to him. “We need to talk about what happened.”

“Not now,” I respond through gritted teeth.

“When? We need to do it soon.”

“When you tell me what happened between you and Ashley,” I respond. Ashley’s body turns stiff.

“We had a misunderstanding,” Ashton replies and Ashley snorts behind me.

“A misunderstanding? Is that what you’re calling it?

” she says stepping out from behind me, exasperated.

Her honey eyes meet mine. “He accused me of cheating on you with Rush, of all people and I let him have it. He doesn’t trust me and needs to deal with his own issues before he comes at me.

” There’s a fire in her eyes and she’s pissed.

Rush tenses next to her and nods his head in agreement.

“What?” My eyes land on Ashton and he sits on the couch running his hands through his hair. He sits back and nods his head. Fury fills my veins and my hands start to tremble with rage. My right-hand man accusing my woman of cheating. “What the hell is wrong with you?” I growl.

“I don’t know. I know she wouldn’t cheat on you.

” He looks at me with trepidation in his eyes.

“I just thought the worst when I saw the two of them together. They have a tight bond and I just don’t know.

” He blows out a deep breath and runs his hands down his face. “My head is all fucked up right now.”

Ashley sits next to him; her eyes are full of pity. She rubs his shoulder gently, “Does this have anything to do with Natalia?”

His eyes fly in her direction and he slowly nods his head.

“She won’t talk to me and I don’t know why.

I’ve done everything right. Gave her space when she needed it, listened to her, and was there for her after everything went down and she still shuts me out.

What did I do wrong?” He’s torn up about this and it’s causing him to lose focus on what we have to do.

“Ashton, you didn’t do anything wrong. Give her time, she’s just as fucked as you are and doesn’t know how to handle it. Everything will work out the way it’s supposed to. Right now, we need to get this shit taken care of and then we’ll figure that out.”

“Thanks, Ash. And again, I’m sorry for the way I’ve been acting. It’s not like me to let this shit bother me.”

“It’s fine, but next time you want to come at me, make sure you’re ready.” She responds with a giggle.

“Yeah, no shit. You handed me my ass.” Ashton teases back. He looks at Rush, “Rush, I’m sorry. You don’t know how much of an ass I feel like right now.”

“No worries. Just don’t let it happen again. Ash and I have been through so much in our lives, we have a tight bond. To some, it looks like more, but trust me, it’s not.” Rush smiles to himself. There’s a glint in his eyes and Ashley notices it.

“Rush? You didn’t.” Ashley groans exasperated.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about?” he answers with a smirk. Now I’m confused.

“She’s the doctor. What the hell are you thinking?” Ashley scolds.

“Hey, I’ve got to do something. Being around you two made me lose my head.” Rush winks and shrugs his shoulders.

“What the hell, Rush. If something goes wrong, we have to find a new doctor to stitch you up.” Ashley grumbles. I’m still at a loss for words, I have no idea what they are talking about.

“Nah, it’s all good,” Rush grins from ear to ear. Ashley lets out a groan and sinks into the couch covering her face with her bloody, taped hands.

“Ash,” I say, breaking up their conversation. Her honey-colored eyes land on me and a flare of lust penetrates my body. “Come here.”

She stands up and walks over to me. I lift her hands and begin taking the tape off her knuckles, gently. Ace walks back into the room and there’s a fire in his eyes. He’s pissed about something. I watch as he paces the room back and forth, running his hands through his short black hair.

“Is everything OK?” Ashley asks.

He stops pacing back and forth and releases a deep breath. His eyes land on me, “Yeah, apparently my mother knows who you are and wants to help, too. I talked her out of it and told her I needed her here to take care of Angel. This is the safest place for both of them.”

“How does she know who I am?” I ask, worried.

“She knew your mother. Remember she’s been in this world her whole life and she didn’t like what your mom did to you and wants to whoop her ass.”

“Holy shit. I just, I can’t right now.” The news Ace just dropped on me takes my breath away and I feel like I’m going to pass out.

My breathing is rapid, and my heart is beating hard against my chest. I stop unwrapping Ashley’s hand and try to steady myself.

No one is supposed to know what that woman did to me.

No one is supposed to understand how wrong it was to leave a seventeen-year-old out in the cold, to fend for themselves and let them get involved with a gang to pay for her drugs.

The abuse she put me through after Switch would beat me into submission.

Ashley’s gentle hand rests on my stubbled cheeks and she pulls my face to hers. “Come on, let’s go shower and get our heads back together.” There’s a tear trailing down her cheek and I wipe it away with the pad of my thumb.

“This way guys.” Ace gestures to us and we follow him, arm in arm.

None of us say a word as we walk up a huge oak staircase and down a long hallway.

There are three doors on each side, and all of them are shut.

He opens the last door on the right, flipping a light switch next to the door.

“Take whatever time you need. Some clothes should fit in the dresser. Don’t worry, Angel is downstairs in her room. ”

Ashley walks in first and I follow behind.

I’m still stunned by Ace’s confession. I shut the door behind me and lean against it.

Ashley stops in the middle of the room and looks around.

There’s a queen-sized bed covered with a black and white comforter underneath a window covered with chestnut brown curtains.

An oak dresser with a large mirror sits to the right of the bed and two open doors are on the opposite side.

One leads to a walk-in closet and the other to a bathroom.

The room is carpeted the same color as the curtains.

A black leather chair sits in the corner with a thick blanket draped over the back.

I close my eyes and lean my head back, trying to push the memories of the last couple of days away.

Gentle hands caress my shoulders and arms. Ashley still hasn’t seen the worst of what they did to me and I’m afraid to show her, knowing it will set her off and she’ll turn dark and kill them.

She gently runs her hands down my chest to the hem of my hoodie and lifts it over my head.

A groan escapes my throat as her full lips gently kiss a trail up my torso, her teeth gently scraping along the way.

She doesn’t say a word and doesn’t need to.

Lust floods my body and I need to get inside of her now.

No slow and gentle this time. I need to feel her body against mine to shake away the rage brewing under the surface.

I reach my arms around her waist and lift her up.

Ashley wraps her legs around my waist as I walk into the bathroom.

I set Ashley on the counter and remove her hoodie, revealing her sports bra stained with drops of blood.

I remove her bra exposing her sun-kissed breasts, her nipples are hard pleading for attention.

Ashley grabs my hips and pulls me against her.

My lips trail kisses from one full breast to another and a moan escapes her lips, her hips grinding against me as her nails dig into my hair.

“Nolan, I don’t want to wait any longer.

I need you inside of me now,” she sighs against my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

I caress her sun-kissed skin with my lips and tongue, working my way up to her full pink lips.

Our bodies are pressed together tightly as my lips descend upon hers, capturing her moans and groans.

My hands grip the sides of her face and our tongues battle back and forth, demanding and seeking a connection only we can get from each other.

With a growl, I pull Ashley off the countertop and yank her shorts down her slender legs, and toss them aside.

I remove the rest of my clothes and start the shower.

Turning back toward Ashley, her eyes are hooded with desire and she’s nibbling on her bottom lip, turning me on even more.

She’s leaning against the counter waiting for me to take her.

Her hand catches my attention as she plays with the hem of her black panties, teasing me with what waits underneath.

I saunter over to her, watching her. I run a palm down her toned stomach and inside her panties.

I trail kisses up her body and kiss her with the pent-up passion I’ve had since watching her fight in the ring.

Ashley hooks her legs around my waist and pulls me against her.

A deep moan escapes my throat as our tongues battle and our kiss heats up.

Steam fills the bathroom from the shower, making our bodies slick with sweat.

A primal instinct takes over and I break our kiss then turn Ashley around so she’s facing the mirror.

I step up behind her, wipe away the steam, and look at our reflection in the mirror.

Her eyes are dark with desire, matching mine.

I trail my eyes down her slender body and she’s watching me, watch her.

I run my hand down her spine and meet her eyes in the mirror. “So beautiful,” I whisper. “So ready,” I kiss her shoulder. “So mine.”

As our bodies connect, we both groan at the same time, watching each other in the mirror.

I move with a slow pace, building her up.

Ashley sucks in a deep breath as I move faster.

We don’t take our eyes off each other and a fire burns down my spine.

I grip her hip hard with my other hand, leaning over her, craving skin-on-skin contact.

Moans, groans and the smell of sex fill the air around us and we both seek our orgasm.

I need her heaving chest against mine, her heartbeat against me, her lips on mine.

I crave to be as close to her as possible.

I sit on the edge of the tub and Ashley straddles my waist.

“Fuck, Ash, I can’t hold off any longer,” I grunt and grit my teeth. Her arms lock around my neck, pulling me closer. A moan escapes my lips as our bodies connect on another level.

“Keep going,” she moans, and my lips capture hers. Our tongues are in sync with our bodies. Fire races through my spine again and I can’t stop my pending orgasm this time. Breathing heavily, we both stay still for a moment until we have our bearings and our breathing evens out.

Without saying another word, we both step into the shower.

I wash away the blood from her fight earlier, watching the water turn clean.

Ashley does the same to me. She gently washes away the blood marring my body and reveals the bruising left behind.

We both clean each other and touch each other’s souls.

By the time we’re both clean, we’re ready to face this issue head-on and get Izzy, Xavier, and Redline back.

We’re ready to fight for our family and our loved ones.

We’re ready to grasp our demons and use them to our advantage.

We’re ready to take down anyone who stands in our way, no matter what it takes.