Just Him ❤

101. Monza. Pt 2

"How's the nerves?" Seb asked as he switched off the engine, making his Ferrari go silent. At first Chloe stayed staring straight ahead, unblinking, as people walked past the front of the car, one or two turning and looking to see who the occupants were inside; then she blinked, snapping herself out of her trance.

"Shit." She answered simply. "Maybe not as bad as last week, but still shit. How about you?"

"I'm a little nervous, I always am before a race, the day I'm not nervous will be the day I know it's time to stop. But you..." He paused and took hold of her hand. "You really don't need to be so nervous."

"I can't help it." She looked down at their hands as his thumb stroked her palm. "I care about you, so I'll always be nervous."

"Well you shouldn't be. After last night I think today will be a good day."

"Oh really? Why? What happened last night?" She smiled, trying to act all coy.

"You don't remember?" He grinned, knowing full well that she did. "I only had the most amazing kiss with the most beautiful woman I've ever set eyes on."

"God you're so smooth at times Vettel." She shook her head, amused and blushing from his words. "Still can't say you've jogged my memory though."

"You've really forgotten?" He asked, leaning towards towards her.

"Yep, totally blank." She pointed to her head, trying not to laugh.

"Maybe we could re-enact it to refresh your memory."

"Here, with people watching?" She glanced to the view in front of them as Charles drove slowly past in his red Ferrari.

"They're not looking at us right now." He raised his hand and placed his fingers under her chin, turning her gaze back to him.

"In that case, you'd better see if you can make me remember." She leaned towards him, removing his cap and sunglasses as his fingers slid lightly over the skin on her neck to finish in her hair at the back of her head.

"I'm sure I'll be able to do that." He murmured, pressing his forehead against hers before connecting their lips, giving her two sweet kisses, letting his tongue brush against hers and making her moan so softly he could barely hear her. He parted his lips from hers but kept his forehead against her own, wanting to make this precious moment last longer. "How was that?" He asked quietly.

"No, nope, that's not worked at all I'm afraid." She opened her eyes and quickly felt herself getting lost in the beautiful blue of his.

"It hasn't?" He raised his brows, was she joking or not?

"No, I'm sorry but you're just going to have to do that again." She grinned from ear to ear and his face lit up with an equally big smile.

"Well, here goes then." He kissed her again and this time he didn't hold back, kissing her with urgency, letting his tongue dance with hers, exploring her and tasting her, feeling her doing the same as she grabbed his red team shirt, bunching it up in both hands to try and pull him closer. Needing to breath, they both pulled apart, totally unaware that they'd been snapped by an eagle eyed fan. "Was that better for you?" He asked, stroking her face and then running his fingers through her hair.

"Yeah." She breathed. "I think it's starting to come back to me now." She bit her bottom lip as she looked at him, his kiss had electrified every single nerve ending in her body, there wasn't one part of her that hadn't felt it. Staying in the close confines of the car with him was nudging her into territory she wasn't ready to enter yet, she knew the best thing for them to do now was to head for the paddock gates. "We should head in, you have meetings before the circus gets underway."