Ricochet by Sandra Sookoo Read Free Book Online

harder, they’d be reduced to stumps. Damned Chaf. He’d rather eat a hundred giant Aga slugs than let Chaf have the satisfaction of coming in first or gaining Willa’s regard. At the moment, he didn’t know which thought he hated more.
    “We’re almost there.” Willa dug in her nails. “One more powerful drive and you’ll break through the barrier.”
    Heat from the sun burned into his head. Sweat trickled down his scalp. All he could think about was burying his cock deep inside Willa’s pussy. Wiping a forearm across his brow, Stratton glued his attention to the road.
    A quick tug on the steering wheel brought his quad rover careening into Chaf’s vehicle. It was enough to allow Stratton to pull abreast of his quarry. Beside him, Willa’s breath became labored, and she squealed with mounting excitement.
    “Almost there, Sin. Give me something!”
    “Working on it.” A look past Willa’s rounded hips gained him a glare from Chaf, his pebbled skin ruddier with rage. Stratton grinned and pushed the rover to its limit.
    “Faster, faster!”
    He could imagine her eyes sparkling, but he tried his best to ignore her.
    One of the vehicles to his left dropped off while the other swung wide, preparing to crash into Stratton’s rover. “Hang on.” He rammed into Chaf’s rover, then sped away. The crunch and grind of metal from behind them let him know the two had crashed. Not having the time to check, he gripped the wheel as his rover plowed over the rocks and hillocks, threatening to spill them both from the vehicle.
    Willa’s scream of victory nearly became his undoing. He willed his arousal to settle as he kept his focus. Two minutes later, he roared over the manicured blue lawn of the hotel. The gears ground as he slammed the rover into a sloppy park and yelled, “Get out and search for the marker, fast. Hopefully it’ll be around here somewhere.”
    “Yeah, like I’d go this far to sit on my butt now.” She vaulted from the rover, and he thought he heard her say “idiot” as she ran toward the hotel’s jade double doors.
    Allowing himself a few seconds to breathe and regroup, he rubbed a hand over his damp head. The woman was flat-out crazy, and damn if she hadn’t kept his competitive nature revved with that overtly sexual performance. This whole race had “no good” stamped all over it.
    As Chaf and the other teams blew up the drive, Stratton exited the rover and loped to the door, gaining the entrance at the same time Chaf did. He shoved at the other man and said, “Get out of my way, fugitive.” In this moment, the whole of his being depended on checking in at the marker instead of on capturing Chaf. Grappling for the handle, he won out over his mark, silently vowing that as soon as Willa was settled in for the night, he’d seek Chaf out and take him down.
    Stratton had taken a few long strides through the lobby when Willa ran across the black limestone floor and skidded to a halt before him. He stopped as well. “What’s wrong?” He fumbled for his HEPP, only to realize he’d left it on the Anomaly .
    Her eyes twinkled, and a huge grin animated her features, transforming her from the always-in-control ice maiden into a warm, almost-wanton woman. “We’re first!” She pressed a golden card into his hand. “They’ve given us a suite with a free dinner!”
    Before he could respond, a heavy hand dropped onto his shoulder, and the most hated man of the moment said, “How interesting. My old partner and my new enemy, together in this race. I can’t wait to bury you both.”
     
    Willa’s high from nabbing the top slot deflated as she stared at the two very different men before her. Stratton stiffened in Chaf’s presence, one hand curled into a fist, the epitome of pride and arrogance. Shifting her gaze to her former partner, she frowned. The mandatory slick gear fit like a second skin, royal blue with a red stripe down each leg. His shock of green hair stood on end while he glared at