Starstruck - Max Verstappen

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LEYLA'S POINT OF VIEW

I was intensively analyzing myself in the mirror of my living room. I was looking for any slight imperfection I had. What happened with Max kept on playing on repeat in the background of my mind. The memory of his touch on my skin was enough to send shivers through my whole body right now. My eyes screwed shut trying to imagine again the feeling of his lips brushing against mine. The lucid dreams of him had me unconsciously biting my lower lip.

"You are fucking shining." Jasmine giggled all around making me come back to reality. "Max will literally die when he'll see you."

"I swear I'll go crazy when you'll kiss tonight!" MacKenzie spoke giving me a dreamy look. "You're made for each other!" She added carefully fixing my hair with her fingers.

Since the first second I've mentioned what happened between me and Max, the girls went hysterical. They were agitating all around my apartment about the party.  I turned around from the mirror and looked at Zane quietly sitting on the sofa.

"I'm not surprised at all." He stood up walking towards me. "I know you like the back of my hand, Leyla. Meanwhile, I noticed from the first time I saw Max he was all about you. The only thing that surprises me is how long it's taken Max to make a move with you."

"I'm still worried..." I sighed quietly.

"Are you crazy? What could you possibly be worried about?" Jasmine was quick to interrogate me.

"What if Lewis is right..." I reminded them as the fact that I kissed Max seemed like made them forget about everything else.

"Get that shit out of your head!" MacKenzie stepped in front of me, her brows furrowing. "He's the damn rival. What did you expect, hm? Lewis saying what a great man Max is?"

I picked my phone up from the table immediately as I heard it ringing. Max. My heart was pounding inside my chest.

"He's here." I shortly said, after checking myself in the mirror one last time and stepping out of my apartment followed by the others. I got out of the elevator at the ground level while Zane and the girls went down to the underground parking.

As soon as I got outside, I saw Max leaning against his car just like he did the day we left for Cannes. His eyes closely watched my crystal dress lighting up in the moonlight while I was shyly walking towards him. A pale of wind brushed through my hair softly.

"My shining lucky charm..." He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, letting his thumb caress my cheek. "You're gorgeous." His hand cupped my face before pulling me closer into a kiss. I placed my hands on his chest before wrapping them around his neck, raising on my tiptoes to try and match his height. The kiss got sloppier as I let out a soft moan, but my eyes rapidly opened when I heard a loud horn.

"Let's go, lovebirds!" Zane shouted opening the window of his car and making us burst into laughter instantly.

"You're fucking adorable!" MacKenzie was quick to loudly point out from her car also, trying to scream louder than Zane.

Max opened the door of his Bugatti for me before speeding away right behind Zane while MacKenzie accelerated her Ferrari right in the rear end of Max's car. Soon, Max pressed the pedal to the floor overtaking Zane making my stomach fill with butterflies. I let out a laugh at the sensation of it as Max quickly grabbed my thigh with his hand like he used to.

"Do you like it when I'm driving like that, hmm?" He squeezed my thigh harder before accelerating again, a huge smirk plastered all over his face.

"I like it more when you hold me like that." I bit my lip placing my hand on top of his, dragging it higher up on my thigh spreading my legs a little more.

"Don't tease me like that, mijn liefde." His eyes glided up and down my body. "I don't know if we'll make it to the party if you do."

"I wouldn't mind." I liked to play this game and see him get all worked up. "What did you call me?" I separated my legs even more, his hand sliding under my skirt.

"Mijn liefde." He repeated. "My love." Max threw the car in park grabbing my face and hungrily kissing me.

MAX'S POINT OF VIEW

"I love how you call me." She mumbled in the kiss making me feel like I would literally grab her and pull her onto lap in the driver's seat.

"Fuck." I cussed giving up and putting my idea in action and in no time I had Leyla riding my lap as my hands slipped on her bare back the dress revealed closing any possible distance between our bodies.

"M-Max...We're literally in front of the Red Bull yacht." She murmured in my ear making me come back to reality.

"Leyla, don't fucking tease me like that." I exhaled as I shook my head, hardly controlling myself. "Horner will be really upset if we don't make it to the party."  I checked the rear mirror view just to be sure Zane and her friends didn't arrive just yet. "Let's get out, we're clear." I opened the door stepping out of the car holding Leyla in my arms, her legs still wrapped around my waist.

"Guys... Did you just drive like that all the way here?" Lando's worried voice suddenly spoke as he literally appeared out of nowhere.

"WHAT THE FUCK, LANDO?" I placed Leyla down immediately screaming. "DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT SAYING ANYTHING ELSE."

"Mate, I swear I have no clue how this keeps happening..." He spoke embarrassingly scratching the back of his neck looking away.

Trying not to acknowledge another weird sneaky moment of Lando, we hopped on the Red Bull yacht as soon as everyone else arrived. Leyla was climbing the stairs to the main deck right in front of me, but my eyes were focused on her bottom. She drives me crazy in these tiny dresses.

How am I going to resist her all this party?