Pit: The A**hole Club Series Saffire Blue (top 10 most read books in the world .txt) 📖

gotten yourself into? You once told me you wouldn’t let me put my dick in you if it was the last one on earth.”

Oh, that was such a damn lie when I told it. I’ve had a thing for Pit since we met. However, he’s the epitome of an asshole. When I finally accepted that, I resigned myself to us being friends and friends only. I’m not into the type of hurt men like Pit leave behind.

“You have time to get tested before the races start. Stop smoking and get a checkup. I don’t trust the shit you probably picked up from the whores you sleep with. It might eat through the condom. I’ll be yours for a month if you’re clean. In return, you do this for me,” I say and lift my chin.

He stands silently observing me. I hold my breath the entire time. I need him to do this.

I thought of all my options before coming here. I was actually headed to Kelex to ask him until my conscience got the best of me. None of the guys have been in an illegal race since that night.

However, Kelex wears the scars of what happened. He hasn’t been behind the wheel in twelve years. He’s always the passenger. I know he would do this for me, but at what cost? I couldn’t bring myself to ask him.

I came here instead. Now, I think I’m going to regret it. Realization lights Pit’s eyes and I know he sees I mean it.

“Well shit. I thought you were going to slap me and slash my tires. I would have asked for that ass too if I knew you were this desperate,” he snorts.

Asshole.

“Don’t be a dick and I might offer,” I counter, trying to cover my mix of emotions as I make this deal.

I’m offering sex for my cousin’s life and I still don’t know if this will save her in the end. That’s not going to stop me from trying. Shawna means that much to me.

“What about your boyfriend?” He’s narrowing those gorgeous eyes on me again.

“What about him?” He doesn’t need to know that we broke up. Maybe that will help me stay detached from all of this because I don’t think I’ll be the same after anything I’m about to do.

“Nope. I’m not into sharing. I’m already going against one of my rules. If we’re fucking, we’re fucking.” He folds his arms across his chest.

I sigh and toss my hands up. “We’re not together. He was jealous of Kelex. Things ended. Bros over hoes, right?”

“You are not a bro.” He gives me a pointed look.

“It sounded good at the time. So, do we have a deal?”

He gives me another appraising look. His gaze eating me up from head to toe. I return the favor. Damn, Pit is a fine ass man.

All six three, 250 pounds of muscles and sexy, fits into black jeans and a dress shirt that’s rolled up over his elbows. Oh, yes, Pit has put on some weight in the last twelve years. It looks great on him.

Nasty as his smoking habit is all of this man is an undeniable force. I’ve had thoughts on many occasions of riding that handsome face of his and putting his dick out of commission for a week.

He pulls out his pack of cigarettes, pulls one and places it in his mouth. I glare at him as he lights it. He then balls up the rest of the pack and tosses it.

Taking his cig from his mouth, he then allows smoke to come from his mouth and nose as he squints at me. A slow smile comes to his lips. My heart begins to race from the sight.

“Oh, you have a deal, sweetheart. I won’t need to smoke. I’m going to be smoking that pussy.” He points at me with his cigarette between his fingertips. “Don’t let anyone touch you starting tonight. You belong to me.”

With that, he turns and heads into the bar. I fall against my car, wondering what the hell I just got myself into. This is going to end badly.

I’m coming, Shawna. Hang on.

Chapter 6

What is This?

Skittles

“Looking good, boys,” I call to a few of my mechanics working in the garage.

They’re working on the cars I’ll be using for the races. Two cars, a four member pit and tech crew, and a four driver team—two primary and two backups. I chew on my lip. My stomach has been in knots for the last two days.

It won’t take Pit long to find out what I’ve really asked him to get involved in. I’ve been waiting for him to show up and chew my ass out. I’m hoping he wants to fuck me more than he’ll care about what I’m asking him to do.

I sigh and unzip my jumper, pulling the top down to my waist. I’ve been on the track in a car I just built a new engine for. It’s served to get my mind off of things for a bit. The clock is ticking.

“Eddy, I know that’s not the paint color I gave you for that ride,” I shout as he waxes a car in the back of the garage.

“Noticed it’s not what I was going for, boss. I was just thinking to redo it,” he replies.

“Stop thinking and do,” I sing.

I’m a mechanical engineer, but I specialize in automotive engineering. I’ve proudly built some badass machines here. Ven’s Whips and Toys has been my pride and joy.

We build and customize cars here in the garage. Everything from building engines and transmissions, custom paint jobs, and kits. However, I have a track out back that patrons can come and drive on to really stretch out the legs on the machines we build.

I think my mom would be proud I took what I love and created a place where others can enjoy cars, racing, and customized pleasure machines.

My father, on the other hand, fought me tooth and nail until he realized I