The Race Director's Daughter (Sebastian Vettel)

53. Taking Her Home

Seb collapsed on top of Leah, his body all sweaty and shaky.

"You will be the death of me meine liebling," he groaned as he rolled off of her and onto his back. Leah rolled onto her side and propped her head up on her hand, looking at him with a half smile on her face.

"Can't you take the pace hotshot? Maybe you should have a word with Antti about working on your stamina."

"There is nothing wrong with my stamina. I haven't heard you complaining about the multiple orgasms I've given you."

She laughed. "That's true."

She swung her still shaky legs off of the bed. "Where are going?" Seb asked, almost sulkily.

"For a shower. I need to get ready. We're going to your parents today remember?"

Seb groaned. As much as he loved his parents, he didn't want to go. He wanted to keep Leah naked in bed.

"We've only been home five minutes," he grumbled. It was in fact about 18 hours since they'd arrived home from the U.K., and they'd spent the majority of it in bed. "Come back to bed."

"Seb, I stink!"

"You smell of sex and my cum," he grinned. She rolled her eyes and disappeared into the bathroom. She turned the shower on and began to brush her teeth whilst the water heated up.

The truth was she didn't want to go to Seb's parents either, but for a different reason. She was petrified that they wouldn't like her, that they'd read all the shit the press had written about her and believed it.

What if they thought she wasn't good enough for their son?

She rinsed her mouth out and then stepped under the hot spray. She knew that Seb would cancel the visit the minute he got the slightest encouragement to do so, but she knew it was best to just get it out of the way. His parents were going to be at Hockenheim anyway, so meeting them was inevitable.

The bathroom door opened and Seb walked in stark naked.

"Fancy company?" he asked.

"You know how that will end up," she replied.

"Are you complaining?"

"Yeah Seb I am," she laughed. "I'm already sore as fuck. Any more and I'll be incapable of walking!"

Seb laughed. Then he felt guilty. "You're sore?"

"Yeah, I mean we've been at it like rabbits, and it's not always been gentle has it?"

"You should have said. I'd have been less rough."

"I love rough. I'll be fine. I just need a little break."

Seb began to brush his teeth. He understood. It was probably best if they had a rest and recharged their batteries.

He couldn't believe how adventurous Leah had become in the bedroom since facing her past. She'd let him spank her properly last night and had even hinted that she'd like him to tie her up in the future.

He honestly felt like he'd died and gone to heaven. Seeing her riding him was his new favourite pastime, along with fucking her hard up against a wall.

What he loved the most though was how she was still his lovely, almost shy Leah when out of the bedroom. He'd noticed that on their journey back to Switzerland. She hadn't changed much at all out of the bedroom.

Then the minute they arrived home it was a like a switch flipped inside her and she couldn't keep her hands off of him.

He briefly thought that this Leah may be open to... no, he wasn't going to ask her.
He didn't want to risk losing her if she was totally against it.