The Race Director's Daughter (Sebastian Vettel)

54. Spoiling His Girl

"Ah come on Leah, is it really that bad that I want to spoil my girl? I have more money than I know what to do with, and I want to show you just how much you mean to me," Seb said, grabbing hold of Leah's hand across the table.  Leah rolled her eyes. Why wouldn't he listen to her?

"You do that every day Seb. I don't need material things to know how you feel. I need you, that's all, not clothes and jewels."

"But it makes me feel...good. And as I said, it's just as much for me as it is for you.  I can't wait to peel the underwear off of you.  I want to fuck you while you're wearing nothing but diamonds."

The debate had carried on from the previous night. Seb was having a harder time persuading Leah than he'd thought.  She was adamant that she didn't need him spending his money on her.  They both wanted their own way, and neither was showing any sign of backing down.

He stared at her across the dining table.  Taking advantage of a moment alone he'd decided to broach the subject again. 

"Please baby. It will be so much fun choosing some little sexy numbers. I can just imagine you in a tiny little red lace bra and thong."

Leah rolled her eyes again and took a sip out of her cup of tea. "Seb, look, it just doesn't feel right.  It's as if I'm a kept woman. I already feel bad that I'm unemployed and do little to contribute to things.  You pay for my flights and my accommodation when we're away."

"Technically the team pay the accommodation. You just stay with me," he said cockily. 

"Seb," she sighed.  "I don't want people thinking I'm with you just for your money."

"I know you're not.  That's what counts isn't it? I know you're with me for the sex," he said, winking.  Leah giggled.  Why did he have to be so cute? "Go on," he urged her again. "Just this once.  It's my money and I want to spend some on you.   Think of the bedroom fun we can have."

Leah was thinking of that.  She was already feeling horny for him and it wasn't even 9am yet.

"By the way, I've been invited to attend a sponsor's dinner party while we are in Austin. By invited, I mean it's compulsory, Lawrence has made it clear that it's non negotiable. I'd like you to come with me.  The dress code is formal. I have to wear a tux! I need a new one, I've put on some muscle since I last wore mine.  I thought I could have a look for one today, and you could look for a new dress."

Leah groaned inwardly. She had nothing suitable, so he was right...she'd have to find something suitable, and she didn't want to leave it till the last minute.  It looked like they'd be going shopping today after all.

Seb batted his eyelashes at her. She was crumbling. He knew it.  "Please," he pleaded one more time, giving her his sexiest smile.

"Ok, ok!" she said, holding her hands up in submission.  "Just this once!  And you do not go over the top!"

Seb leant over and kissed her firmly and quickly on the mouth.  "Leah, you are an angel.  You won't regret it!"

"I already do!"  He jumped to his feet.

"I'm just going to grab my jacket, then we'll head off," he said, eager to get on their way before she had a chance to change her mind.  "Do you want your coat?"

"Just my denim jacket. It looks nice outside."

Seb disappeared. Heike came back into the room.  She sat down opposite Leah.

"I've never seen Sebastian so happy," she told Leah. "Thank you."

"You don't have to thank me Heike. I love him. He makes me happy too."