Secrets with Wolff - Max Verstappen

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Warning: sexual content

I was biting my nails, we were sitting in the car. Max was driving to the track. I was nervous. Everyone would talk about us, even more because they could actually notice I was pregnant.
"Don't be nervous" he put his hand on my thigh and looked at me quickly. "I am trying"
We drove past some fans who were probably excited to see Max again. He waved at them quickly and parked in his spot. We both got out of the car and he immediately grabbed my hand.

We walked in the paddock together, holding hands.
Max pulled me as close as possible to him.
Every possible reporter came running to us, it was actually quite intimidating. "Max, are you feeling better?" He looked at them and smiled. "Better than ever mate" we tried to walk passed them but they followed us. "Are you guys pregnant?" They all put their microphones in front of us. He looked at them. I told him they were gonna notice it, we were in Mexico so I couldn't wear a jacket to cover it because it was hot. "That's bold of you to assume that, but no, I am definitely not pregnant" we both laughed as we walked in the hospitality. We left them in confusion.

"What's so funny?" Christian looked at us with his arms crossed. "Some inside joke, good to see you Christian" he nodded at the both of us. He probably wanted to play the dad who caught his son sneaking out but I could see his smile appear a little. "Did you teach him how to push a throttle all the way down?" He looked at me, still with his arms crossed in front of his body. "The throttle is on the left right?" I asked like it was a genuinely question. Max started laughing and Christian just sighed and started shaking his head while walking away.

Max put his hand around my shoulder, we walked up to his driver room. "You're so sexy when you're sarcastic, I can't wait to fuck you" he whispered in my ear and he opened his room. I closed the door quickly. I leaned against the door and looked at him. "Why wait? Fuck me" he looked at me and smirked. He walked up to me, and put one hand on the door next to my head. He kissed me, the type of kiss I missed so much. It was filled with lust.
His other hand went under my dress, pulling my panties down.
It's been so long since I felt his touches. He brushed his fingers against my tights and my sensitive area.
I was so ready for him. I quickly unzipped his pants, pulling it down, he did the same for his underwear and picked me up, pushing me against the door.

I gasped as I felt his dick to inside me. I closed my eyes. It felt amazing to be this close to him again.
He was holding my hips while thrusting inside me,
I was holding him as close as possible. I felt so connected to him right now, I literally never wanted to lose him again.
He was pounding pretty hard inside me, the entire hospitality probably heard the bangs against the door. I put my head on his shoulder, letting out a moan, just in that moment there was a knock against the door. "Uh Max? Quali is about to start" GP said from the other side of the door. I looked at him smirking and I started to kiss his neck. I knew this was his weakness. "Fuck, uhh yeah.." Max tried to answer but GP probably heard the moaning in his sentence. "He's coming" I said laughing and I wasn't lying because not long after he came inside of me.
He put me down and kissed me for such a long time.
I actually had to remind him to get ready for quali.
I quickly fixed his hair, and kissed him again.

We walked together to his garage. It's been a long time since I watched the race from his garage.
For the first time ever, I would watch him as his proper girlfriend. I was actually excited for it.