Six Inch - [Lando Norris]

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          His fingers were tightly curled around Natalya's arms, making her growl in disagreement as he dragged her out of the over-full club. The cold air enveloped them when they got out of the crowded place. "Let me go," she gritted, pulling her arm roughly back. He towered over her as he looked down at her. "Get in the fucking car," he spat, his finger pointing at the car that just halted at the pavement a couple of meters away from them. The way his jaw locked, and he was nearly breezing with anger made her give in, and she swung the back door of the car open to sit down. Natalya crossed her arms over her chest and Lando sat down in the back as well, running his hand over his face in frustration. The thick tension was loading them both in the back of the car, the static electricity surely charged enough to cause a power outage. Natalya was gnawing at her bottom lip, Lando's knee bumped up and down rapidly and the driver frequently looked at them in his rearview mirror, as if he was nervous that they'd jump each other.

The car luckily cut easily through the traffic and dropped them off at Lando's apartment building. Natalya got out on her side and Lando got out too, the door slam of his side echoing through the street. He barged towards the door in front of her, sliding his key card through the holder to open it. "I'll take the stairs," she mentioned, not in the mood to share the elevator all the way to the top floor right now. Natalya was surprised by the way his hands curled around her waist, pulling her into him. The pressure of his fingers heavy and firm. As his fingers jerked into her hips, he pulled her to stand in front of him in the elevator. Lando's lips brushed over hers, hot and heavy, heat seeping through his chest. "You piss me off so much," his voice is hard against her lips. "It's like you make every decision and say everything you say just to annoy me," Lando growls. "Don't flatter yourself," Natalya replied. "I'm this annoying with everyone." Her fingers curl into his hair, earning a throaty moan from him.

"You're not annoying," Lando sighed, giving in. "You're spectacular," he continues, his lips capturing hers again, the elevator bell ringing, and they stumbled out of the elevator. "And so hot, even when you're acting like a bloody nightmare," Lando finished, his words causing her to let out a breathy laugh, her eyes sparkling in amusement. Her back hit the door of his apartment, his eyes boring into hers when she leaned back against it. "You've won, Natalya," Lando hummed lowly, his teeth grazing her earlobe. "What did I win?" she whimpered when his hands started to ride up the material of her dress. "My full and undivided attention, not sure if you'll like it," Lando growled. "I don't know, I think it's exactly what I wanted," she drawled, a soft moan escaping her mouth when one of his hand glided over her throat, his fingers pressing into her skin and slightly cutting the blood flow. "Is that right?" Lando asked sweetly. "In that case I want you upstairs, in my room, on my bed. Only wearing that cute thong of yours," his hand harshly came down on her ass, making her yelp, but a grin curled her lips.

"Yes... Sir," Natalya purred, her hair swaying over her shoulder when she turned around, giving him a brief look before she went upstairs. Lando took a deep breath, remembering himself that they definitely needed to have a serious conversation tomorrow morning, but now, his fists were clenched, and his teeth were gritting together, he just needed to fuck the attitude out of her. Lando gave her a couple of minutes, slowly making his way upstairs. He could imagine her naked figure, he dreamed of it, if he'd close his eyes and focus really well, he could feel her delicate skin under his fingertips already, hear her angelic moans as he'd make her come. Blood started to pump faster through his veins, his heart rate going up at with each step closer to the door of his room. It was ajar. His jacket was draped over a chair downstairs, and he rolled the sleeves of his button-up to his elbows, unbuttoning the first few buttons already. Lando's lips parted with a soft breath as he watched her sit on the bed, her legs spread in front of her, crossed at the ankles.

She leaned back on her hands, her wavy strands shaking when she turned her head towards him. Lando took in her form in the dimmed lights of his bedroom. The white thong she was wearing was barely there, a couple of lace strings holding it together on her curvy hips. Her core looked firmer than it did before, more shaped due to the heavy training she had done the past couple weeks. Lando felt himself twitch against the zipper of his slacks when his eyes glided over her pierced nipples, the little piercings sparkling in the low light. "I thought you'd give me your full and undivided attention," Natalya sighed, arching her back as she laid back on the mattress, spreading her hair out over the duvet. "Needy, little minx, aren't you?" Lando hummed. "On your knees darling," he commanded to her next and she slowly moved to sit on her knees in front of him, her large, doe eyes gazing up at him. Her teeth sunk into her lower lip and her fingers fiddled with the belt on his slacks, undoing the buckle and unzipping the material.