Rule Breaker

Three: Heartache Tonight

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Song of the Chapter
Song Title: Heartache Tonight
Song By: Andrew McMahon
Features: N/A
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Warning ⚠️: sexual content is in this chapter and possibly cringy to some readers. Sorry in advance.

Music vibrates through the yacht. I had a drink in my hand and was dancing on the deck with other guests. This was an exclusive yacht party that Daniel and a few other racers were invited too. They all had a plus one and so Daniel brought me as his. I was kinda shocked by that but whatever. One of my favourite songs come on and I internally cheered. I take a sip of my drink and dance.

I could dance till the sun come up if I could. I always love to dance even if I'm not the best at it.

"Anyone else wanna play 7 minutes in Heaven?" A voice calls out. I smirk and come over to the small circle that was formed. I was kinda behind everyone but could see the bottle in the middle of the table. Two shots of straight vodka were poured for the two people to drink before going to one of the two rooms that were behind the table. "Who wants to go next?" The person asks.

I never really caught his name. I only really tag along with Daniel and zone out while he tries to tell me about who these people are. I sip down the last drop of my drink and I raised my hand.

"I'll go next," I said with a sly smile as I made eye contact with Pierre from across the room. I could tell that he was in the middle of tipsy and drunk. Beside him stood my brother and Max. Daniel shakes his head in disbelief. I was never one to drink and never actually liked many alcoholic drinks. I could see Max whisper 'she's 100% drunk' to my brother and Gasly.

People move out of the way and I made my way into the circle. I grab the bottle and spun it. I felt someone come beside me and stopped the bottle on them. I look up to see Pierre who was looking at Daniel the entire time. I could tell my brother was furious which made me smirk. Although I was worried about his relationship, the alcohol was pushing the remembrance of his girlfriend aside.

We take the shots and drank them before setting them down. Pierre wraps his arm around me and places his hand on my hip before leading me towards the free room. Once inside he shuts the door.

I look around at the interior. Obviously a guest room. A nice double bed and was was decorated with different shades of grey, black and white. I turn to look at Pierre only to find him walking towards me. I glance down to see an evident problem. I look back up into his eyes as he stops just millimetres away from me.

He grabs my chin gently and we instantly leant in. The kiss is intense and hot. I didn't know how much sexual tension there was until now.

Pierre and I have known each other since his karting days. While I was busy learning how to fix cars and go-karts and Pierre was racing, we'd always were somehow arguing about one thing or another. Most of the time it was stupid things. As we got older the arguments turned to more bickering and making each other angry for no reason.

I was in F1 a year before Pierre got moved up. While I worked with Alfa-Romero, Pierre was with Toro Rosso. Overtime, I got better deals and ended up being on the same team as Pierre which caused our bickering to amp up again.

I stood on my tippy toes and wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him deeper into the kiss. "This is so wrong," I mumble into the kiss. "But it feels so right," He says back. "It does," I mumble as he pushes me towards the bed. We pull away from the kiss and we smirk at each other obviously wanting this. I take off his hate and throw it onto the ground before we take off our shoes and shirts. He pushes me onto the bed and I take in the view. God damn. How does he keep surprising me?

He gets on top of me and we litter each other's necks and shoulders with various sizes and colour choices. Some were light and others were dark. I was starting to get restless with all this foreplay so I trail my hands down to his pants and unbutton them. He looks at me and smirks.

"You are so needy," he said getting more turned on. "Well, this foreplay is getting me a bit restless," I whisper into his ear before nibbling it softly for a few seconds before pulling away. He smirks and kisses me as he unhooks my bra and throws it onto the ground once it's off my body.

I pull down his pants and he kicks them off once they got to his ankles. once all our clothes were off I pushed him onto the bed. I go and straddle his waist. "Oh?" He asks smirking deviously. "You relax alright. I'll do all the work alright!" I tell him as I sink myself onto him. We kisses me to stop us from moaning so loud. Pierre grabs my hips and guides me.

About a minute later both of us ended up having orgasms. I get off him and laid down beside him. I felt exhausted and feeling the urge to sleep til I couldn't sleep anymore. My eyes start to flutter close. I noticed that someone was pulling the blankets over me as my head droops down and lands onto something warm. I quickly fall into a deep sleep.

When my eye flutter open again, I'm laying on my side with a pounding headache. The sun shone through the windows and onto the floor. I felt an arm around my waist and a head nuzzled into my back. I look onto the floor to see who the person was that I ended up having sex with since I don't quite remember what happened last night. I focus in on the hat that had been obviously thrown to the ground.

"What the fuck have I done?" I ask myself as I look behind me to see Pierre cuddled up to me sleeping soundly.

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