God Of Speed Novels & Stories

Giordano slammed his foot onto the gas pedal, and the car launched forward, the tires screeching loudly against the smooth floor as he tore out of the garage and into the city streets. The drive to his private estate was a blur of pure speed and adrenaline. Giordano drove like a man possessed, cutting through the midnight Manhattan traffic without a single care for the speed limits. He shifted the gears violently, the car weaving past regular sedans and yellow cabs like a black bullet.

Chapter Seventeen- Bad Girls Get Punished Part Three •|•|•| "Oh my god!" I squeezed my eyes shut, my heart racing like a wild horse as we cut through traffic. It is official. I am terrified of this man. Damien Blackwood drives like a maniac, like fast and furious kind of insane driving. I was only able to put my thoughts together once the car slowed down to sixty.

The cold water hit my skin but all I could feel was the heat building inside me. In the dream, I pulled out, flipped him over with his face down on the bed. Ass up. His shorts ripped away and skin bare. I spread his cheeks, licked him there and his moans filled the room. "Please," he begged. "Kieran... my god..." Yes. God. I was his God. I fucked my fist faster, water streaming down my chest an back. I leaned against the tile. Head tipped up. Moaned his name low. "Ezra..."

And curse the heavens with every breath. But one day, he vowed, he would return. And the gods would burn.