Formula one shots / imagines

(S) [relaxation]: Lewis Hamilton

Request!! For @onallfoursforNorris
"What does that feel good?"
-> I know it was meant to be fluff but this was too good not to be nsfw...

"God Lew" you huffed as you dumped your bag on the floor, shutting the apartment door behind you "I'm dead" you stated honestly, the tubes in london were horrible at rush hour a ball of anxiety fro anyone using them. "Well I'm not surprised baby with you trekking round the city everyday!" more than a few times your husband had tried to convince you that working wasn't necessary but you didn't want to be the typical 'wag' and was determined to provide to the Hamilton family through your own work. "It's not good for your body to put stress on it how you do" Lewis was always so insightful, it was something you loved about him but you also loved your job. "Oh I'm alright the tube is just a killer sometimes" you offered a smile before walking over to his warm embrace from where he sat on the sofa, straddling his firm hips. His hands ran under your sweater and up your back, the cool rings making you shiver. "Y/n you're so tense darling" the Brit said concerned, "what?" You scoffed whilst looking down into his deep brown eyes. "You need to relax your back, you're all tense" he repeated whilst rubbing up and down your spine. You placed your hands on his shoulders, "I'll take a shower to relax" you reassured and started to get up but the firm grip on your waist stopped you. "No. You need to properly relax" he pulled you back onto his hips leaving you slightly confused. Without explaining he told you to get up and take off your top and bra before leaving to the bathroom.

"Better not being doing this just to tease me Hamilton!" You called to him from the living room. Now topless, your nipples hardened and your breasts perked up with goosebumps from the sudden coldness. Your husband came back into the room, only temporarily distracted by the sight, a jar of coconut oil in hand. "Sit on my lap but with your back to me" you did as you were told, steadied by your knees on the plush sofa cushions. Lewis rubbed some of the coconut oil on his hands and placed them on your back making you hum from the warmth. He massaged you gently at first, letting you melt into his touch, lovingly rubbing circles across your shoulder blades. Lewis slowly built pressure, not painful but just the right amount - on a particularly good spot. "Oh my god" you half moaned in happiness as you felt the stress practically seep out of you. "What does that feel good?" He teased and chuckled at your soft moans, who knew a massage was this overdue. "Amazing" you whimpered and he grinned at the praise happy to be making you feel good.

After around 10 minutes Lewis had fully rubbed in the oil to your back, leaving it soft and warm. All the pent up anxiety had left you body and you hummed contently before turning to face him. Placing a soft kiss on his plump lips, you pulled away and thanked him but you were swiftly pulled back to kiss again. One hand placed on your cool cheek to deepen the kiss, the other kneading your breast. "Anytime baby" he mumbled against your lips, "I think I have and idea of how to repay it" you whispered and rocked your hips forward against him making him groan loudly. You could already feel the wetness between your legs, formed just from his touch.

Your fingers traced the hem of his shirt before pulling it off completely. Your eyes marvelled at his beautiful bronzed skin and toned abdomen, wetting your lips subconsciously. "It's rude to stare baby" Lewis teased with a smirk. "I'm your wife I can look at you all I like!" You retorted. Your husband's belt buckle was quick to come undone and next came his relaxed slacks, the silky material slipping down his legs after the button was undone and brought his boxers with them. During all this activity your work skirt had also been removed, Lewis making quick work of your zip whilst your hands moved to your thong, yanking the thin material down your legs. You were now straddled on him, both of you stark naked, a passionate kiss being shared between you. "Ah!" You gasped as one of his fingers swiped through your glistening folds, "what was that for?" You questioned his teasing. "Just checking you're ready darling" he soothed before pumping his cock in his hand and running it though your pussy lips, wet with arousal.

He brought the tip to your entrance and placed his hands on your hips to guide you down. A small whimper left your mouth as he entered you, bottoming out. No matter the infinite number of times you two had made love in all your years together, his size always overwhelmed you at first. "You feel amazing baby" he hummed, you started to move slowly at first raising and rolling your hips , you gasped at how deep he was hitting with such shallow thrusts. As your pace increased he started to gently thrust up into you, the sound of skin on skin echoing round your living room. Lewis' cock kept hitting the bundle of nerve endings inside you making you cry out "fuck you keep hitting my g-spot it feels so good" the familiar warmth of an orgasm building in your stomach. "You're so tight and wet for me baby" Lewis whispered seductively in your ear before kissing on your pulse point, a trail of moans running from your lips.

"I'm close Lew" you whined, the relentless  pace he'd set brining your orgasm closer and closer.

"Not yet darling" he kissed your forehead as his hand dropped between your bodies to add extra stimulation on the last mile. His thumb rubbed lazy circles on your clit but it was too much - you couldn't hold on anymore.

"Please I'm- I'm gonna" but you couldn't finish your sentence, a haze of pleasure numbing your brain.

Your husband finished the sentence for you, "Are you gonna cum all over my cock y/n?" And just from his taunting words your pussy clenched and a loud moan escaped your lips along with curse words and his name as the wave crashed down on you. He rode through your delicious release, eventually groaning your name and spilling his hot cum inside of you, knowing you were on birth control. Lewis' thrusts slowed along with your breathing as you rested your forehead on his and looked into his kind brown eyes.

"I think I should massage you more often" he said in a satisfactory manner.

"Mm I agree" you hummed.

A/n: okay but why do I need a massage from Lewis right about now?? Hope you like it!