F1 Imagines

(P/S) Pierre Gasly (7)

taste
/teɪst/
noun
the sensation of flavour perceived in the mouth and throat on contact with a substance.

"I want to taste you."
"So wet for me."

Warning: obviously smut😇

I walk hand in hand with Pierre, my boyfriend for almost 3 years, towards the Alpha Tauri garage. I look up at my boyfriend to see him already smiling down at me. He gives my hand a soft squeeze, sending me a wink. I shake my head with a smile on my face. "Wait in the back. I won't be long today." Pierre says as he presses a quick kiss to my cheek. "See you soon." I say as I stand at the back of the garage.

I watch intently as Pierre does his thing. In less than a year, I hope to finally be working alongside one of the F1 teams. Since I was 5, I've always wanted to be a race engineer for either an F1 team or a MotoGP team. My father would love me to work specifically Ferrari, but I'd be more than happy to work absolutely anywhere. I find the mechanics of the car so fascinating.

Little did I know was that Pierre was looking at me just as intently. After 45 minutes, Pierre walks towards me. His once excited face was replaced with a lust filled space. "Want to go chill in the drivers room for a little? I just have to come back in about an hour to readjust a few things." Pierre says as he caresses my cheek. "Sure." I say as I walk alongside Pierre towards his drivers room.

The walk there is filled with tension, sexual tension. Pierres stare was only on me, relying on me to guide him to the drivers room. As soon as I open that door, Pierre pushes me inside before he closes and locks the door behind him. "And what's this about?" I question as he smiles down at me. I sit down on the couch as I look up at him, innocence evident in my eyes. "You're just so beautiful." He says as he walks towards me.

"The way you were looking at the car, the way you were biting your lips, I mean just wow." He says as I look down, blushing deeply at his comment. "I just desperately need you right now." He says as he kneels down in front of me. "I want to taste you." He says as my eyes snap from my hands to his blue eyes. Without another word, he smashes his lips onto mine.

The makeout is heated, teeth clashing against each other as our tongue fight for dominance. Pierre wins, as he always does, before moving his lips down my body. He nips at my skin, leaving slight marks along my neck and collar bone. I go to take off his shirt but he shakes his head, "This is about pleasuring you, not me. That can be tonight's agenda." He says as I chuckle at him.

"If you say so." I say as I sit back. Pierre lifts up my dress, pushing it up to be scrunched up by my breasts. My soft peach panties are wet as I suck in a sharp breath at the feeling of Pierres breath on my core. "So wet for me." He says, but more to himself than to me. He hooks his fingers with my panties and pulls them down, agonizingly slowly. I sigh in frustration as he chuckles before tossing them aside.

Pierre opens my legs forcefully as he presses his lips to my inner thigh, teasing me. I groan softly, more in frustration, as his beard tickles my legs. "Please." I beg as he looks up at me. He doesn't listen as he continues kissing my inner thigh. I sigh, knowing that this was gonna be a teasing session for Pierre as he loved having me begging underneath me.

Pierre pulls away as he traces shapes around my inner thigh. He slowly moves his finger to my nub, causing me to moan softly. He rubs me softly, putting barely any pressure on my nub. I groan as I start moving my hips, needing more friction from his thumb. Pierre pushes with more force, allowing me to ride on his hand. My head rests on the couch as he carries on, but pulls away moments later.

I look down to see him move me closer to the edge of the couch before he lifts my legs up whilst spreading them apart. He presses a quick kiss against my core, causing a loud moan to escape my lips. He continues doing this in order to tease me. My hands find his hair as I force him to attach his lips to my core permanently. He listens as he licks a bold stripe through my folds.

I moan in satisfaction as he continues his motions. Pierre adds additional pleasure by inserting his index finger inside me. I moan loudly as he continues his motions for a little while. I feel myself edging closer as I look down at Pierre to already see him looking up at me. His eyes were full of lust, his eyes sparkling against his heavily dilated pupils.

Pierre sucks whilst adding a second finger, curling his fingers. I moan loudly as my head falls back as I feel myself release. I see stars as my fingers become tangled in his hair, pulling slightly as I ride my high. Pierre cleans me off, enjoying the taste against his tongue. I relax my legs as Pierre pulls away. He smiles down at me as he stands up, walking towards my panties before tossing them to me.

"Wow, we definitely need to do that more often." I say as he chuckles. I slip on my underwear as I stand up. Pierre grabs me and engulfs me in a tight hug. I hug him back, really enjoying his embrace. I feel his member press against me, causing me to laugh, "Are you sure you want to wait for tonight?" I question as I pull away. He sighs, "I would definitely take you right here right now, but I have to finish off at work." He says as he pouts. I laugh at him as I step on my tippy toes, pressing a kiss to his lips.

"I promise I will definitely make it worth your while tonight.' I say as I send him a wink. He laughs loudly as he hugs me once again, "God, I love you so god damn much. I really don't think you have any idea." He says as I feel him press a kiss to the top of my head. "I love you too." I say as I hug him tighter.

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Wow, guys, this was difficult to write. But anwayyyyyyssss, I thought I'd make a smut different for once. I hope you guys enjoyed. Btw, I'm done with exams! So expect many imagine flying your way. Stay safe lovies xx