The One That Got Away (Sebastian Vettel)

39. Their First Date

Seb trailed his fingers up the bare skin of Mollie's back. Her head rested on his bare chest. He could feel her breath on his skin as she exhaled. Her breasts were pushing up against him and it was driving him crazy. He was getting hard for her and he knew that she needed to rest. She didn't need him waking her up for a session. He knew his choices were either frustration or sorting himself out in the bathroom.

He decided that it would have to be frustration. He didn't want to wake her so he was stuck with her all but on top of him. Not that he was complaining. A naked Mollie was always welcome. Perhaps not so good for his self control but it had been far too hot for any clothing by the time they'd got to bed. Hence why they were both naked.

Seb smiled as he remembered the moment the doctors had given Mollie the all clear. Her scans had shown nothing to worry about. They'd analysed her blood work, ruled out pregnancy, much to Seb and Mollie's relief, and come to the conclusion that it was a mixture of her migraine, heat exhaustion and dehydration. Mollie had confirmed that her drink had become disconnected in the early stages of the race.

She had already begun to feel better after some time on a saline drip and after another hour of observation she'd been discharged. Seb had called Cassie to let her know the news and asked her if she could get his spare keycard from Britta and take Mollie's stuff to his room. He wasn't letting Mollie out of his sight again. From now on where he stayed, she stayed.

Ash had collected them from a back door at the hospital to avoid the media that were camped out there. Mollie had called her parents as soon as she'd been discharged. They'd been over the moon to hear that she was ok.

Arriving at Seb's hotel room they'd stripped off, got into bed and literally fallen straight asleep in each other's arms. Neither of them were flying to Japan until Tuesday morning so they could sleep in for as long as they liked.

Seb lay awake holding her but after about half an hour he was beginning to get desperate for a pee. He gently moved Mollie off of him and padded to the bathroom.

When he arrived back to the bed he found Mollie had rolled onto her stomach. He found himself eyeing up the smooth skin of her bottom.He just couldn't resist.  He ran his hand over one smooth buttock. 

"Having fun?" came Mollie's sleepy voice. 

"Always with you my love," Seb replied. He climbed onto the bed and began pressing kisses along the length of her spine, starting at the bottom and working his way up to her neck. She gave a little whimper and he noticed the goosebumps appear on her skin.

" The things I want to do to you meine prinzessin. You have no idea how much my self control is being tested right now."

Mollie felt so turned on. Despite her ordeal of the previous day she wanted Seb inside her so much. "Please Seb. I need you."

" You need to rest liebling. What I have in mind doesn't involve rest. But don't you worry. I have plans for you in Japan."

Mollie turned onto her side and pouted at him.

"Mollie Rashford, stop pouting or you'll earn yourself a spanking."

He immediately regretted his words. Had he gone too far? He didn't want her to think he was a weirdo. Elena had never liked that side of him.

"I'm counting on it lover," Mollie said, surprising him. He groaned internally. He started to grow hard once again as he thought of the palm of his hand smacking that perfect ass of hers.

He got up and stomped off to the bathroom.

"What's wrong babe?" she called after him.

"Cold shower!" he replied. He heard her laughing. He guessed that he was going to be sorting himself out after all.

***

It was getting more and more difficult to keep his hands off of Mollie but Seb was determined that she was going to rest and recover her strength. She was due back in her car on Friday and he knew she'd need every bit of her strength if she wanted to keep up her winning ways.

Now it was Wednesday and he had a surprise in store for her. He'd enlisted the help of Britta and Cassie to help him organise things.

He'd used the excuse of training to get away for the afternoon to finalise his plans. Relaxing in Antti's room after lunch, he sent Mollie a text.

Seb: Mollie, my love. Tonight I am taking you on a date. You've kept me waiting for over eight years so please be ready for 7 on the dot.  I don't want to wait any longer.  Wear whatever you feel comfortable in but I'd love it if you wore something sexy for me
😉. I'll see you at 7 beautiful. I love you.  Seb xx

He soon received a reply. 

Mollie: oh my god.  Seb, I love you so much.  I have to go shopping now.  Need the perfect dress, can't wait to see you later. Love you,love you, love you.  Mols xx

                                     ***

Seb smiled. He had been waiting for this moment for a long, long time. The last time he had set out to do this, he'd ended up jilted and heartbroken. This time was going to be different.  This time was going to be perfect. He rode the elevator up to the eighth floor. Dressed in smart black trousers and a white  shirt, with the sleeves rolled up and the top two buttons left undone, he couldn't wait to see what Mollie was wearing.  Whatever it was he fully intended on removing it later. He'd been too long without having her. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door.  He could have let himself in but he wanted to do this the right way.  The door opened.

His heart skipped a beat as he set his eyes on his beautiful girlfriend.  She looked stunning in a knee length emerald green dress. Seb leant forward and kissed her on the lips softly.

"You look beautiful."

"You scrub up well yourself Vettel," she answered. He held his arm out and she linked hers through it. 

"Let's go meine Prinzessin. Your chariot awaits."