Nitro Rivals (pm first)

Angela had to stop herself from letting her jaw drop. It was quite the change in mood. It confused her. But it excited her at the same time

“Oh, is that so....” She raised an eyebrow at him. She set her beer down and stood from the couch.

She grabed his hand that was pointing at her.

“Let's seal that bet.” she pulled herself into him and pressed her lips against his and pressing her body against him.
 
Jake had made many bets in his life. Some people would call him a gambling man. From poker to races to how many beers he could drink in twenty minutes. He had seen a lot of bets get sealed. Some with a shake of hands, sometimes involving spit in the palm. Some sealed with manly headbutts, though none of those since college.

The point is....never had he sealed a bet with a beautiful woman by making out with her.

Yet Angela and Jake locked lips, their bodies pressed together like there was no need of a bet. Jake put his hands around her, grabbed palm fulls of her ass. Fuck she had a tight body, he was dying to get laid, but even more eager to get a chance at fucking Angela. She was the hottest girl he had ever seen.

Even after sipping on a beer, her to guess tasted only of woman and sweet. Not even a hint of beer taste. How did she do that?

Jake pulled away and licked his lips. "Or we could just....I don't know...get dirty on the couch here?"
 
Angela let the embrace linger, wrapping her arms around him a little tighter. The feel of his hands cupping her ass, the heat from his body filled her with a need. She could feel his erection start to press against her as she pressed back.

“Well...” her voice was soft and raspy as she closed her eyes. She pressed her lips to his once more, wrapping her arms around his neck tightly. Something about him drove her. Not only on the course, but in life. She enjoyed the game, the baiting. The chase.

Swiftly she pulled away, keeping her arms locked around his neck. A smirk came to her lips.

"I think I'll wait on Dallas. Lets see what you can do with that car." She raised an eyebrow and gave him a daring glance. "What do I get if I win?" She backed away letting her hand trace suductively along the back side of his neck resting on the side of his cheek.
 
And it was going to weLl. Jake was stunned as she pulled away with a teasing grin. He could still feel her body against him and he wanted more. Her taste lingered on his tongue as he stared at her. Dallas? Why was she talking about.....oh this bitch was going to lead him like that?

"What do you want?" Jake asked clearing his throat. His heart began to slow as he felt the disappointment fill his stomach and his cock go soft from the evenings end.

But she was agreeing to the bet. At least it would seem so. And if that was the case he only had to make sure he kicked her fucking ass so that he could fuck that ass. Christ look at her tits, she was hot and bothered still and her breathing only served to make her tits heave in her t-shirt.
 
Angela pulled herself back in, enjoying one more moment of their closeness. She inhaled the scent of him. It was the scent of man and motors. The warmth of him lulled her into a sense of security.

The kiss was meant to throw him off, but it stirred something within her that she never knew could exist. For years she had avoided relationships and such as it too too much attention off of her real goals on the track. This was her year on the track and she was starting to let this man get in the way.

What was it she wanted? The only thing she had ever wanted was the numbers, and a sponsor that was not her father or his investors. She wanted to have a go at things on her own.

“Hmmm....” She leaned in for one more kiss. She had enjoyed the taste of him on her lips and pressed hers into his with a crushing force before pulling back again. “What I want, is you. If I win, you spend the weekend with me. We will wine and dine and go clubbing, and at the end of the night...you are mine. Romance and passion. Two things I want ever so badly but never get.”

She stepped back and blushed a bit as she forced her arms to unwrap from around him.
 
Jake thought she had changed her mind as she wrapped herself against him yet again. Her lips pressed against his, her tongue flicked out to taste him. Then she told him what she wanted for the bet, which caught him off-guard. A romantic weekend? He could do that, but wasn't this a no-lose bet for him. Either way he was going to get a hold of her body.

It was then that Jake realized that things had changed between them. No longer where they hated rivals, instead they were two people wanting to step across that line to become lovers. Their rivalry had turned into a heat that only fucking could resolve.

He smiled as she pulled away from him sweetly. "Romantic huh? I can do that. I'll wine and dine you until the panties fall off of you." He smiled with a tease.

Jake sighed and picked up his beer bottle, "I'd better go, I have a lot to plan."

He gave her another kiss quickly before he walked out of her trailer.
 
She smiled as he kissed her once more and left her trailer.

“Yes Jason, you have a lot to plan. I'll have the car brought over tomorrow for you to get to work on it.”

She turned and sat back on the couch, picking her beer up and taking a sip.

“Well, its gonna be one interesting race, regardless.” She spoke out loud to herself
 
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