Page 183 of The Champion
I tasted the tears at the back of my throat and assuredhim that he already does.
He exhaled and pressed his lips once more to my chest. Hestudied my body with his eyes and tongue. I gripped the sheets and urged forspeed as his fingers curled into the pillow.
I made a noise when he entered me and he stopped waitingfor me to respond.
“No, keep going.”
And he did. Just his skin against mine calmed me andassured me I was the only one though I didn’t need to know that. I knew.
Nothing compared to this feeling, to the weight of hisbody as he groaned and pressed himself closer, suffocating me with his love.But it wasn’t suffocating at all. It was finally being able to breathe. Thesemoments of skin against skin, was the only time I could really breathe.
“I love you like this,” he panted focusing on my face.“flushed and breathless beneath me.” He accentuated his words with a softgrunt, his breath hot on my cheek.
My lashes fluttered but I didn’t close my eyes. I wantedto see his face. The way his lids fall and open and the way his mouth parted. Iwanted the noises that escaped and the feeling of being wanted. I wanted itall.
He whispered that he never wanted to stop and I whimpereda plea that no space remained between us.
“Fuck,” he breathed, his nose brushing mine as he tracedmy bottom lip with his tongue.
He raised himself, hands fisted in the sheets and pushedforward. His eyes grass green, bright with desire clouded and cheeksflushed.
My nails dug into his sides, while I kissed from chin totemple and back as he cradled my head. My eyes drifted closed and tookeverything he was giving me, groans chasing whispers of desire, fire sharedspreading through me like igniting compressed aerosol gasoline with a spark.
I guided my palm to his heart.
“Let this always be mine,” I pleaded. His eyes blinkedheavy and my words were low. “Please.”
He took my bottom lip between his teeth before pushingforward one last time, a low moan trapped against skin.
“It’s always been yours Sway,” he murmured against mychest. “That will never change for me.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck, slick bodies meetingtheir limit and shadows lighted. Lines drifted in the wake and hearts connectedin their path. The fear of being alone fades with his embrace.
“Don’t ever leave me again.” He said staring at me,holding my gaze with a fire that is still present and burning just as bright asthe day we formed this sacred bond. “I can’t do this without you.”
The way he watched me, scrutinizing every breath andevery blink assured me there is no bitterness there. He doesn’t hate me forleaving and forgives as unconditionally as he loves with every fiber, everypiece of himself that he gives to me.
24.Brake Caliper - Jameson
Brake Caliper –The part of the braking system that, when applied by the driver, clamps down onthe brake to slow the car.
Soon after Axel turned sixteen, we headed for Tulsa forthe Chili Bowl. I hadn’t been in three years and wasn’t even racing this year,this was all about Axel. It was also strictly a “boys” trip.
Sway, Alley, Emma and my mom took the girls to theFlorida Keys for the weekend. This left me traveling with all the males in myfamily. Not something I enjoyed.
I had one order for my wife though. No parting with mysister. She agreed and I hoped she kept that promise.
Despite my concerns for my wife, all that was outweighedby Axel’s excitement.
The entire plane ride you could see the excitement in hiseyes but you could also see the nervousness peeking through at times.
The racing started with hot laps and practice on Mondaywith the final A-Main event on Saturday. Wes flew us to Tulsa on Sundaymorning. Axel’s midget was already there waiting for us, courtesy of Tommy andJustin’s cousin Greg.
After a half-assed continental breakfast Monday morning,we were on our way to the Tulsa Expo Center to get Axel registered.
My brother had other ideas and was acting like a retardwhile trying to get free bagels from the Embassy Suites where we were staying.
“C’mon Spencer,” I groaned. “for once...act normal.”
