[38] - [Carlos Sainz]

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38. "I've never done this before".

"It feels so good to kiss you again". Carlos sighed, his hands softly curling around your waist and pulling you close. You were unfortunately not quarantined together and it had taken such a long time before you were allowed to see Carlos again, especially because the crisis of the pandemic had hit Spain so hard. You weren't allowed to travel there from your home country and FaceTime and whatsapp messages had to fill up the void that both of you were feeling from not being allowed to visit each other. You started dating Carlos since this January and the moment that the lockdowns and quarantines were forced upon the people was so unlucky. You both understood that this could be crucial for your relationship. Nevertheless, it survived and you were finally able to see each other again. You smiled widely and you wrapped your arms around his neck when one of his hands left your waist to rest on the back of your neck to pull you in for another kiss.

The feeling of his lips on yours caused butterflies to rumble through your stomach and you had craved this feeling for so long. "I missed you a lot". You hummed when you parted slightly, another smile showing up on your face when his nose nuzzled against yours. His hair was messy and it had grown a lot in the time he didn't get to go to a hairdresser. You moved your fingers through the raven strands as his big, chocolate eyes gazed down at you. "I missed you more". Carlos replied. "I was so looking forward to develop our relationship". He muttered. "But I'm glad we can see each other again". He reached for your suitcase that was still standing in the doorway. "Come, I've prepared some snacks we can have over a glass of wine". Carlos said and you followed him into the kitchen of his apartment in Mallorca. You catched up over the tapas he had made and he explained to you what the plans were of his management and F1 itself, which was going to start again in July.

Your university year was ending at the end of June too, which meant that you had time off to support him. You were chatting for hours and you had moved to the living room meanwhile, leaning back against the couch and your legs were resting on Carlos' lap. You looked at him while he was telling something, eying the way his hair fell onto his forehead every now and then and the blue button up that he was wearing that looked so good on his tanned skin. You actually weren't really paying attention, but how were you to blame with a boyfriend like him? Your cheeks were a little rosy due to the wine and you hummed in response to him. After a couple seconds, you pushed yourself up and swung your leg over his to straddle him. Carlos' dark eyebrows rose slightly, the corners of his mouth moving upwards and his words faded out. It was just a moment of looking into his each other's eyes and Carlos moved his fingers over the back of your thighs to your hips, resting his hands there.

You leaned forward to kiss him, your hair falling around both of your faces and he lifted one of his hands to cup the side of your neck, his thumbs moving in comforting circles while he pecked your lips. You felt his tongue swiping over your lower lip and you let him deepen the kiss. You automatically felt more handsy, grasping onto his shirt as if it would pull him closer. Carlos sat more up, pushing himself up against you. He softly moaned against your mouth when you tugged on his raven hair in the nape of his neck. Carlos moved to sit on the edge of the couch while his arm was curled around your lower back, the other resting on your thigh. Your lips were bee-stung and red when you parted with a rapid heartbeat. You didn't need to communicate about what you both wanted, which is why Carlos lifted you up and placed you back on the floor then, letting you choose if you wanted to follow him to his bedroom or not. Your nerves began to grow, but you followed him nevertheless.

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