Just Him ❤

55. A date in Azerbaijan.

Chloe sat perched on the edge of the workbench taking in the beautiful sight of Sebastian looking totally undone as he pushed harder and deeper into her while his fingers dug into her hips as he held on to her. His eyes were tightly closed, his face was flushed and he bit down on his bottom lip as he was consumed by the pleasure that was ripping through his body. Their groans filled the empty Ferrari garage, the shutter down at the front closing them off from the outside world. It was just herself, him, and his race car. Their clothes were currently thrown over the car's rear wing. He opened his eyes and looked down briefly to where they were joined as she wrapped her legs loosely around his waist, a cocky smirk formed on his lips as he held her in place with his blue eyes. She felt herself getting closer and leant her head back until he pulled out from her, making her look at him, feeling frustrated. He lifted her off of the workbench and pointed to the rear of his car.
"Turn around for me liebe, and hold on." He smirked again at the open mouthed look she gave him, she did as she was told. She stepped over to the car and placed her hands on the rear wing, bending slightly as she did so. Her body tingled in anticipation as she felt Seb's body close to her's. "Hold on tight schatzi." He murmured and then groaned as pushed himself back inside her, quickly starting a hard unforgiving pace that hurt at first but soon she felt the familiar heat building again. She let out a moan and bit down on her bottom lip. Her legs started to shake as he took her closer to the edge, he'd consumed her and totally taken over her body, heart and mind. She loved this man more than life itself.

Chloe's eyes popped open, she was breathing heavily and her heart was racing. She had that familiar feeling in her lower abdomen, she was so turned on and Seb was the only one who could get her like that, it was just shame that right now she'd only been dreaming. She felt him move as he turned on to his back and she looked down to see him looking back up at her.
"You ok?" He reached a hand up to her face.

"I'm fine." She closed her eyes, savouring his touch. "We should go to bed, you can't sleep on this sofa again, that'd be two nights running."

"Was your dream good?" He asked.

"What dream?" She frowned, how did he know?

"You woke me up with your moans." He sat up to look at her, his face illuminated by the glow from the tv screen that they'd fallen asleep watching. "I hope it was me making you moan like that." He watched as she smiled and looked down at her hands, even in the dim light of the room he could see the physical effect her dream had had on her. "I'll take that as a yes then." He smiled.

"Go to bed Seb." She pointed to the hallway and grabbed the remote, turning the tv off and plunging them into darkness.

"Are you cracking the whip again? I love it when you're bossy." Seb grabbed her wrist and pulled her up, making her giggle. "I can't see a bloody thing!" He moaned as he led her from the sofa and they blindly made their way to the hallway and then up the stairs where he turned a light on at the top.

"Get some sleep, I don't want you moaning that your tired tomorrow, you've got a bit to do before we fly to Baku." She watched as he opened the bedroom door. "And you bossy PA here needs some kip too."

"Stay with me." He took hold of her hand. Antti had stayed at the home of one Seb's pit crew since Sunday and over the last couple of days they'd grown close again. They'd fallen asleep on the sofa last night cuddled up together after watching a couple of movies, not waking up until late this morning. Tonight they'd enjoyed a naughty take away pizza and ice cream while watching an Italian crime drama which Seb had had to keep translating for her at various points. He'd laid across the sofa with his head in her lap and fallen asleep while she'd been running her fingers through his hair, she'd dozed off not long after him and right now he didn't want to go back to sleep without her.