All of Me (Sebastian Vettel)

36. Teasing

Seb slotted his key into the front door and unlocked it.  He held the door open and let Alyssa in first. After stepping inside himself, he shut it and locked up behind them. 

Turning, he closed the gap between them, pulling Alyssa into his arms.

Alyssa shivered, goosebumps appearing all over her body as Seb's lips touched the side of her neck, peppering her skin with soft kisses. 

"That was an amazing evening.  Thank you," he said, kissing his way down to  her shoulder. 

"No. Thank you," she replied.

"You are so beautiful. That dress looks amazing on you, you've been driving me crazy all night. Now if you weren't on your period you know what would be happening next, don't you?"

"Mmm, don't torture me Sebastian Vettel."

"I wouldn't do such a thing."  His hand crept up and he began fondling her breast through her dress, his lips moved to her earlobe.

"For fuck's sake, please Seb," she whimpered as her core began to throb with arousal.  Seb grinned, knowing exactly how turned on she was. He could feel her hard nipple straining against the thin material of her dress.  He released her, grinning cheekily. 

"Something wrong beautiful?" he asked.

"You know what's wrong!   You are a tease!"

"You love it!  Just think baby, by the time your period has finished you're going to be so hungry for me. Think about how hot the sex will be," he said. 

Alyssa shook her head in disbelief.  He was a pain in the ass!  Oh well, two could play that game.  She slipped her hand down between them and ran the palm of it over his crotch.  He was rock hard.   She stared him straight in the eye as she applied a bit of pressure, rubbing him until he groaned. 

"Fuck," he hissed through gritted teeth.  Alyssa undid his shirt with her free hand and began kissing his chest, whilst she continued palming him.   Then all of a sudden she turned and walked off. 

"Aly!" he whined, like a petulant child.  She laughed and headed up the stairs. 

"You asked for that Vettel."   He followed her up the stairs.

"I did, didn't I?"

Alyssa sat down on the edge of the bed and slipped her sandals off. 

"Just think of the sex when I finish Seb," she said, throwing his own words back at him.

"Witch."

"You started it."

"I couldn't resist.  You look amazing in that dress, but I know you look even more amazing out of it."

"You started it in the gym earlier," she retaliated.

"So I did," he admitted, chuckling.

He slipped his shirt off and chucked it onto the chair under the window.  Alyssa couldn't take her eyes off of him.  His chest, his abs, and, as he turned to head to the bathroom, his back.   She noticed several scratch marks on his back that she hadn't spotted when she'd seen him in the gym earlier.  She bit her lip as she realised she'd marked him during their lovemaking the previous night. 

"I was thinking," he shouted from the en-suite. 

"Go steady. You don't want to cause any damage to your remaining brain cell."

"Cheeky.  Seriously, I think we should just forget about you having your own room in Austria.  I want you with me."

"Is that wise?  What if people find out?"