All of Me (Sebastian Vettel)

41. Sneaking Around: Hungary

Seb gasped, his face buried in Alyssa's hair. His body shook as he reached his climax.

"Aly," he groaned, as he emptied himself into her. He rolled off of her and lay on his back, panting.

Alyssa rolled onto her side and lay her head on his chest, her hand resting on his stomach.

"I wish we didn't have to go in today," he said when he'd finally got his breath back.

"Me too." Alyssa closed her eyes. She wished she could freeze time. She didn't want Hungary to be over, because when Hungary was over Seb was going to be going on holiday with Sienna and the kids. Despite his declarations of love she still felt threatened by Sienna. They had been together for fifteen years. They had two children together. How could she compete?

Sienna was stunning, Alyssa knew she was plain in comparison. If Sienna officially told Seb she wanted him back could he resist?

"You're overthinking. Stop it. I love you Aly." Alyssa wasn't even surprised that he'd guessed what she was thinking about. He knew her better than she knew herself.

She pressed a kiss to his chest. He wrapped his arm around her and held her tight. He wished she could understand just how much he loved her. He didn't want to go away without her but it was for the best. He wanted to spend time with the kids before the shit hit the fan. And he thought it was best if she was nowhere near Sienna when she found out. Things could get nasty.

"I love having you with me here." They'd not spent a night apart since their admissions of love. Alyssa had cancelled her room booking in Budapest. They'd made love every night, and every morning. Dominant Seb hadn't put in an appearance since that day in France. He'd been loving, passionate and insatiable, but he'd been tender and gentle too.

He'd been particularly horny after winning the French Grand Prix, sneaking away an hour into the celebrations to meet Alyssa in his room. They'd had a celebratory fuck before heading back down to the hotel bar to rejoin the team.

"No more sex now until Sunday night."

"I don't know how I'm going to keep my hands off of you," he admitted. "I'm addicted to you."

She pressed another kiss to his chest. Her hand stroked down his stomach and came to rest on his thigh.

"How long until we have to get up?"

"About half an hour," he replied.

"Maybe time for one more round to get us through the weekend?" she said, her hand moving to his cock.

He felt it stirring instantaneously. "I love your way of thinking Miss Harper," he growled, rolling her onto her back and covering her body with his.

***

Later that day, between FP1 and FP2 Alyssa was busy refilling the drinks fridge when she heard a wolf whistle. She looked around and saw Connor grinning at her.

"Hello gorgeous," he said. She smiled, feeling uncomfortable. She knew Seb was sat at the corner table with Antti and Britta. He wouldn't be happy if he heard Connor talking to her like that.

"Hey Connor, what can I get you?"

"Well for now I'll take one of those orange juices. Later how about letting me take you out for dinner?"

Awkward! Alyssa thought.

"I'm sorry, I'm kind of busy tonight. I already have plans."

"Tomorrow night?" He was persistent, grinning at her cheekily.