The Race Director's Daughter (Sebastian Vettel)

33. One Step Closer

Seb groaned as Leah's hand closed around his fully engorged cock. She looked up at him, her violet eyes full of questions.

"I don't know what to do," she confessed. Seb smiled and placed his hand over hers. Her grip tightened on him and he began to move her hand up and down.

"Like this," he told her patiently. "Alternate between fast and slow."   He held her hand, guiding her for several strokes before letting go and leaving her to go solo.   He groaned with pleasure.  She was a fucking natural.   He watched as her hand worked his cock.  Her slim fingers with their baby pink nails pumping him slow, then fast.   "Oh fuck, yes," he murmured, closing his eyes and biting down on his lip.  

Leah watched Seb as she slid her hand up and down his shaft.  From the expression on his face she came to the conclusion that she must be doing something right.  

His cock felt different to what she had expected. It was firm, but smooth and warm. It was thick and long.  She had no experience of cocks but she was pretty sure that Seb's was impressive as far as cocks went.  Seb was groaning as she became more adventurous, running her thumb over the swollen tip of it and her other hand moving to cup his balls.

It wasn't so scary after all. In fact, she was feeling even more turned on knowing the effect she was having on him. Seb reached a hand out and touched her breast, gently caressing it, running his thumb over her nipple. She moaned softly, the ache between her legs becoming unbearable.

Seb opened his eyes and looked her in the eye. He could see the change in her already. She seemed confident and comfortable with what she was doing. Should he ask her to suck him off ? Or would that be a step too far? He decided to leave it. He was pretty close to cumming anyway.

He continued caressing her breast with his left hand, he slid his right hand into her hair, moving her head so she was looking directly up at him. "Oh God Leah, yes!" he groaned.

"Is this ok?" she asked, eager to hear she was pleasing him.

"Ok? Oh my lovely girl, you have no idea..." He knew if he didn't stop her now that he would very soon be cumming in her hand. He didn't want that yet. He wanted to make her scream and writhe with pleasure. He grabbed her hand and stopped her movements.

"What's wrong?" she asked, fearing that she had done something wrong. Was he not enjoying it?

"Nothing," he reassured her. "I just don't want this to be over yet and I am so close. I want to make you feel good." She released his cock and he pushed her back down on the bed, joining her and kissing her hard and passionately.

Leah had never felt anything like this. Her heart was racing, it felt like it was going to beat out of her chest. She craved Seb's hands on her. As if he could read her mind his hands sought out her breasts. His lips left hers and began kissing their way down her neck.

Leah's head was gone, she couldn't think of anything apart from the sensations Seb was making her feel. This was how it was meant to be between a man and a woman.

Seb slid his hands down her body, his mouth reached her breasts. He sucked one nipple into his mouth, he began feasting on her, desperate to taste every part of her. He tugged on her nipple with his teeth, making her gasp louder.

"Oh Seb, yes!" He switched his attention to her other breast, teasing her with his tongue and his teeth. Then he kissed his way down her stomach, his tongue swirling in her navel, his hands resting on her hips, holding her down on the bed. 

Her soft moans were driving him crazy.  He wanted to bury himself inside her and fuck her until they both lost their minds.   He pulled back, rising to his knees.  Leah looked at him questioningly.  "What's wrong Seb?"