Life in the Fastlane (Sebastian Vettel)

23. What a Way to Celebrate

A/N. Ok so I don't normally give smut warnings anymore.  This chapter is pure smut though.  I kinda went full on with this one so thought I'd let everyone know in case they want to pass on this one.  Think I got inspired by all the amazing Seb content we've had this week.  This one's for SdeSenna for being an amazing reader and for all the Seb simping we do together and also for Aston_Babe for her amazing Seb stories that always inspire me. Hope you enjoy it!

"I just can't believe you did that Mollie," Seb complained, as Mollie parked up outside her apartment in the early hours of the following morning. 

"Are you still going on about that?  It was one mouthful of champagne Sebastian.  I'd just won my first bloody race.  My home race.  It's not as if it's going to turn me into a raging alky.  And I got through tonight's celebrations without touching a drop!"

Seb sighed.  He knew he was probably overreacting, but it was only because he'd seen her at rock bottom and he loved her too much to see her like that again. 

"Ok, but it's only because I love you.  You know that right?"

"Of course," she said, smiling at him.  They got out of the car and headed inside to the elevator.  Mollie laughed as Seb tried, and failed, to walk in a straight line.  " I think you might have had too much."

"That's what I get from drinking with the Thorne guys.  And girls. Jesus, that Kara can drink."

"Yeah," Mollie said, quietly, her mood noticeably changing. 

"What is it baby?" Seb said, tucking her hair behind her ear.  The elevator door closed and Mollie pushed the button for her floor. 

"Nothing. I'm just being stupid."

"Mols," he said in a voice that made her realise he wasn't going to let this go. 

"It's just I felt a little....I wouldn't say left out,  but I felt like everyone else got to have fun drinking, then there I was.  The one whose win was being celebrated and I was sat sipping a poxy lemonade.  I get it, I put myself in that position, but you were having so much fun with Joel, Ash, Kara and the others."

"I was having fun with you too!  Mols, you're my number one.  You should have said something."

"I didn't want to sound petty," she answered.

"Mollie,  I'm sorry if you felt left out. When we get into your place I am going to make it up to you."

"How?"

"I'm going to get you out of that dress for a start. You've been driving me crazy all night.  Then I'm going to spend the rest of the night making you cum again and again and again.  I love you Mollie Rashford and I'm going to make sure you never forget that."

The elevator doors slid open. They walked out.  Mollie bit her bottom lip in anticipation for what was going to happen.  As she slipped her key into the door she felt Seb's hand creep up the bottom of her dress and start fondling her bum.

"Can't you wait?" she hissed.

He nudged her through the door, shutting it firmly behind them.  "No I can't," he said, spinning her around and crushing her lips under his.  Mollie quickly lost herself in his kiss.  She pushed his jacket off of his shoulders and tugged at his shirt.  She heard the buttons pinging off, hitting the wall. 

"Someone's horny," Seb murmured.

"It's your fault for being so fucking gorgeous," she replied.  He pulled his ruined shirt off and chucked it on the floor.