All of Me (Sebastian Vettel)

38. Sneaking Around: France(1)

Alyssa was awake but she didn't want to be awake.  It was Tuesday and it was her day off.  It was her turn to work the Wednesday, providing for those mechanics that would be busy building the car so it was her only opportunity for a lay in. Lynn had done Austria, which is why she'd been able to fly over on the Wednesday with PR and Marketing.  Once she took over from Lynn she'd have to travel a day earlier every time. 

She felt Seb stroking the back of her calf with his foot.   She just wanted to stay there, in bed, with him all day.   His hand began tracing a pattern on her bare back, causing goosebumps to break out all over her body. 

"Mmmm."

"I knew you were awake," he murmured.

"I'm protesting.  I don't want to be awake.  I was having a nice dream."

"I hope it was about me."

Alyssa giggled as she remembered her dream.  It had given her a few ideas on things they could try. 

The next thing she knew Seb had flipped her onto her back and straddled her, pinning her wrists to the bed.  He bent his head and began kissing her neck. 

She could feel his arousal digging into her. 

"I could get used to this every race week," he growled. He lowered his head to her breast, sucking hard on a nipple.  Alyssa gave a small moan as she felt her arousal growing. 

Then her phone rang.  "Ignore it," Seb said, spreading her legs and pushing  his cock against her entrance. 

"It might be important."

"More important than this?" he asked, rubbing his cock up and down her slit. 

"No."

"That's what I wanted to hear."

He pushed into her and built up a steady rhythm as the phone carried on ringing.   It soon stopped and the only sound were their groans and the sound of their skin slapping together. 

Seb grabbed her right leg and lifted it up, enabling him to push deeper inside her.  He fought to control his urge to fuck her roughly.  He knew she wasn't ready for that, that she may never be ready for that.  He respected that.  He could fuck hard without being rough, even though he'd love nothing more than to lose control and tan that sexy little ass of hers.

He felt Alyssa's inner muscles clench tightly around him as she came hard. He was so close.  Her bloody phone rang again as he reached his climax.  

"Alyssa, oh fuck.  How do you make me feel feel like this?"   He gave a loud moan as he emptied himself inside her.

Several minutes later they finally moved.  Alyssa sat up and reached for her phone.  She saw two missed calls from Shannon.   There was also a text. 

Shannon:  been trying to call you!  Hope you've packed your bikini.  We're going to the beach.   There's a whole gang of us going.   Near enough the whole bloody team.  Call me as soon as you get this.  X

Alyssa groaned.  She hadn't brought any swimwear. 

"What's up?" Seb asked.

"Shannon.  Apparently everyone's going to the beach.  I don't have any swimwear on me."

"There's plenty of shops.  You can easily pick something up."

"I might just give it a miss. I'd rather stay here with you."

Seb got out of bed and pulled the curtains open, letting the bright sunlight stream into the room.

"It looks like a gorgeous day. Temperatures are supposed to exceed thirty. I'd quite like a beach day myself."