Collided: Dirty Air (Book 2)(31)

“Whoever has all four tires off the racetrack loses. Anything goes because what’s the fun in playing by the rules. So let this be the dirtiest race you’ve ever done. You have ten laps to make it happen.” She winks at us both.

“I hope your ego can handle a blow here and there because I plan on winning.” I gaze into Liam’s eyes.

“There are few things I like blown, and that’s not one of them.” Liam grins while Maya cracks up. I roll my eyes at the camera before I grab the remote from her.

“Bring it on, pretty boy.” I rev the toy car’s motor.

Liam shakes his head as he grabs his controller.

The idea seems easy enough, at least until we both start our cars and race them. Remote control cars pose a challenge to control. They jerk and swerve, making it hard to keep the wheels on the track for the first lap. Liam handles his with greater ease than me. That simply can’t do because I don’t want him to win.

Our cars complete another lap after what feels like ten minutes. Maya stifles a yawn.

For entertainment value, both of YouTubers and mine alike, I slam my car into Liam’s during one of the straights.

“Ah, the kitten has claws. It looks like Sophie’s done playing nice.” Liam looks into the camera as I slam into his car again, knocking two of his wheels off the track. My laugh comes off way more like a cackle than a cute giggle.

Liam lets me get away with just about everything before he turns the tables on me. I slam into the side of his car again before I take up most of the racetrack, not allowing him to move past my car without putting his wheels at risk.

His body inches up closer to me, stepping away from Maya and the camera. He leans in so the microphone doesn’t pick up on his words. “See Sophie, I drive like I fuck. Slow, then fast, then slow again until you’re all out of gas. I treat my car like a lover, stroking her before I enter her, only offering the best kind of foreplay for my girl. I don’t recklessly race because I prefer to be attentive. I fuck like I do everything else, with precision and strength—control and care.” He distracts me as his car surges past mine, his words hitting me harder than any collision with a remote-control car. Damn him for making race talk into our kind of foreplay.

Maya laughs at us. I glare at her before I pay attention to our cars again. Liam passes my car once more as I pick up the pace, the wheels swerving down the fake runway. Screw him and his dirty air.

“You don’t play fair.” My car speeds up along with my irritation.

“No, I don’t play at all. I fuck, I own, I dominate. Playing is for boys, and I can assure you I’m all man.” He smirks down at me.

Has this man ever had a friend of the opposite gender?

“You can’t talk to me that way.” My teeth grip onto my lower lip.

His car buzzes past mine again, but I try to concentrate this time, not wanting to take the loss.

“I can because I’m here to fight dirty. If you gave in to your desires, you’d know that. I want to learn every inch of you while I map out your body like the night sky you love so damn much. And fuck it’d be so good between us, with me showing you things you never thought possible.” His tongue darts out to lick his bottom lip.

Everything in me wants to agree except for the two brain cells working together, telling me how bad of an idea this is. I don’t have a moment to think about it because Liam’s hands find mine and he flips a switch on my controller. My car careens off the side of the track.

My jaw drops as my car rolls toward our feet. I narrow my eyes at him, but he grins before giving me a peck on the cheek. His lips move near my ear.

“You make it too easy with your innocent ears unable to handle such bad things like me. I’d love to see the way you blush when I’m balls deep inside of you. Say the words, and I’m yours, no questions asked. I want a night with you and your list.” His teeth graze the soft skin of my ear.

Smug fucker bit me!

He steps away, acting like he didn’t turn me on and run over my self-control at the same time.

“Okay, you two. I couldn’t pick up half of what was happening, but Liam won that round. I wish I could say it was fair and square, but based on the color of Sophie’s cheeks and the evil gleam in Liam’s eyes, I’m going to go with a no on that.” Maya walks over toward us with a huge grin plastered on her face. Glad she finds this whole exchange entertaining and cute because I sure don’t.

Liam gloats to the camera, pretending he didn’t whisper the naughtiest things I’ve ever heard. He remains completely oblivious about how he sent feelings from my heart all the way down to my clit from words alone.

“Friends, right?” His eyes slide from the camera to me.

“Yup.” I avoid his gaze as I listen to Maya’s next game, the drive to compete seeping away from me. Liam leaves me breathless and confused all at once. Uncertainty sits in my stomach while I mull over his words, not sure how I can stay strong around this man when my restraint wavers from a few words and touches.

For the next game, I remain on autopilot because my brain left my body an hour ago, short-circuiting from Liam’s wickedness. He wants to change the game and rip control away from me.

I don’t like it. Not one bit.





11





Sophie





“So, don’t kill me, but I decided to plan something for your birthday.” Maya throws herself onto my bed.