Car Racing Romance Novels Novels & Stories

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With the hug, I give him a peck on the cheek, too. Nick and Chris have each bought me a minitature racing car, a Dodge Charger, and a Nissan Skyline. "Now you can feel like Dom and Brian from Fast," Chris and Nick say in unison, making me chuckle. "Thanks, guys. But perhaps I'm Letty, badass who knows how to deal with guys and cars," I retort with a wink. "Hot," Chris blurts out, and his eyes dart straight to Dean once he realizes he said it loud. Yes, Dean is glaring at him. Perhaps it's toxic, but damn do I find possessive, jealous Dean hot.

“Inspiration doesn’t wait. Besides, you say things too good to waste. Like the coffee brooding? That was gold.” He shook his head, a smirk tugging at his mouth as he ordered two coffees. We grabbed a corner table, Goose still stealing glances from half the café. “So, what’s this book about?” Ace asked once we sat. “Cat shifters,” I said without hesitation. “Epic romance. Sarcastic hero, rambly heroine, lots of claws and passion.” Ace raised a brow. “Sounds familiar.” My cheeks burned. “Coincidence.”

He looked completely in his element, calm and commanding. “No way,” I muttered. Charlotte followed my stare and grinned. “Oh, you spotted him. That’s Enzo Romano. Law student, rich as sin, and absolute menace on the track. He’s been racing here for years. Wins more than he loses. The girls go crazy for him, he’s got a reputation for leaving them wrecked in more ways than one, if you know what I mean.” I kept my face neutral. “Yeah? Sounds like a player.” “Understatement,” she said, rolling her eyes. “He’s charming when he wants to be, but he never sticks around. One night and gone. Half the girls on campus have stories. Still, he’s bloody fast behind the wheel. Watch this race — he’s up next

If you are talking about that sexy racer entering the car on the track just after putting his jacket on his half bare body then yes, you did see it real it wasn’t a dream. He tells sarcastically. Honey: oh my god! Oh my god! He is so hot! Honey squeals in joy making the man she is talking about smirk. He hops into his black Lamborghini he too have funky stickers on his car but its more like black and grey combo while Cassandra’s is red car with white, blue, yellow, orange and black stickers. Cassandra roll her eyes at the commentary not being a least bit interested in the hot man they are talking about.

As such, she had to learn a lot to help him. In order to secure an important business deal, Hannah found out that the other party enjoyed car racing. So, she decided to learn it herself. Unexpectedly, she fell in love with the freedom and thrill it provided. Unfortunately, a proper lady could not have such interests. She was expected to arrange flowers, play the piano, and appreciate art every day. She wasn't supposed to race cars at breakneck speeds on the race tracks. After sealing the deal, she controlled her urge to go car racing. Even so, she sometimes went out to race secretly for a while. Her favorite place was on mountain roads.

and worst of all, he was my stepbrother. My name is Elena Romero, and I have always been the good girl that could do no wrong. Just a girl and her books they say, but what they didn't know was that those books housed my dark fantasies, dragging me into a world so forbidden that it left me craving for what I shouldn't have. And I would have gotten away with it, my fantasies would have remained fantasies, but everything changed when mother forced me to pack up and leave Italy with her. She had fallen in love with Butch, a handsome man in his sixties, and he lived in Chicago with his son, Frederick.

he jokes, I laugh and he joins me. "I'm not making any promise about that." He smiles and pecks my lips leaving a buzz and warmth before we separate. We both get into the cars, I'm not shocked to find the car smelling like him. I swear that's all I smell, I'm not arguing though. Carrie comes to my window and gives me the keys, "please beat his a*s, he may not show it but he's a great racer believe me." She winks, I smile and start the car.

“I intend to use every minute.” I straddled him, sinking down onto his cock with a long moan as he filled me again. I rode him hard in the moving car, my tits bouncing in his face as he sucked and bit my nipples. The Rolls Royce glided through the French countryside, occasionally stopping at lights where other cars were right beside us. The risk made everything hotter. I came twice during the drive, soaking his lap while he filled me with another load, his hands gripping my ass as he thrust up into me.

Author’s POV As a blanket of darkness covered the sky, the screams of the crowd echoed through the air, electrifying the atmosphere of the ongoing street race. Romano grinned, flexing his fingers around the steering wheel as he took the lead, a rush of adrenaline pumping through him. Finally, he was about to reclaim his prize—Rosita. All his efforts and money were about to pay off. But in an instant, his smile faded as Fernando’s Ferrari slammed into the back of his Bugatti, shaking him.