The Race Director's Daughter (Sebastian Vettel)

31. Heating Up (2)

Leah broke the kiss and pulled back, staring into Seb's blue eyes that were full of desire for her. She bit on her bottom lip and tried to summon up the courage to do what she was longing to do.

She took his hand and lifted it, placing it on her right breast. Seb looked at her, silently asking for her permission to take things further. She nodded at him.

He gently squeezed her breast, his dick hardening even more than it already was at this small touch. Damn, he wanted her so much. He ran his thumb over her hardening nipple, earning a soft moan from her. He lowered his lips to hers again and kissed her deep and passionately while still holding her breast in his hand.

Then he pulled back and let go. "Leah," he said. "Is this what you really want? You're not just doing this because you know it's what I want?"

"Seb,  I want it. I want you. I can't promise I won't freak out but I want to try.  I trust you."

"I will stop as soon as you ask me to. I promise."

His fingers went to the tiny yellow buttons at the front of her blouse. One by one he undid them until her blouse hung open and he gasped at the sight of her gorgeous breasts covered only by a pale lemon, lace bra, a see through bra.  He could see the outline of her rosy nipples through it. 

He hadn't thought it was possible for his dick to be any harder but he'd been wrong.  It was painfully hard now.   It was straining to get out of his boxers and shorts.

He leant forward and pressed a series of small, light butterfly kisses along her collar bone. 

"I won't break," she murmured.  "Touch me Seb."

He brought both of his hands up to her chest and placed them on her lace clad breasts.   He pushed them together before pressing a kiss to the top of each one.  

Leah moaned with pleasure.  She had an intense aching between her legs.  This was how it was meant to feel.   She'd never ever wanted a man before. Now she was desperate for this man.

Seb slipped her blouse off of her shoulders and let it fall onto the bed, then he slid one of her bra straps down her arm.   He slowly slipped his hand into the cup of her bra and eased her breast out.  He repeated this with the other one. 

Sitting back a bit, he looked at her in awe. She was exquisite, the most beautiful woman ever created.  Her breasts were perfect. Not too big, not too small. Her nipples were erect, betraying her arousal. She blushed as he stared at her, and tried to cover herself with her hands. He grabbed her hands.

"Don't ever cover yourself in front of me. You are so fucking beautiful," he growled, his voice husky with desire.  "So, so beautiful."

He cupped her breasts again, kneading them over and over, rubbing her hard nipples with the pads of his thumbs.    "I want you so much."

He lowered his head and gently took her left nipple into his mouth. He began suckling her gently whilst squeezing her right breast a little bit harder.

Leah felt like she was gonna explode. The feel of his tongue and lips were driving her crazy. Her nipple was throbbing as it became harder as he sucked it.

"Oh Seb," she moaned, running her fingers through his hair.

"Leah," he gasped, wrenching his mouth off of her breast.   He switched his attention to her other breast, licking, sucking and tugging with his teeth.  

He pushed her down on the bed so she was laid flat.  He briefly pulled away so he could remove his polo shirt.   Then he lay besides her and began kissing her deeply whilst running his hands all over her breasts.