Heartdriven

17. Ping Pong

Alice was hurrying down the pitlane with hundreds of other people, headed for the podium. What a race. It had been so much fun. The atmosphere of excitement was felt everywhere, the enjoyment of racing.
Per Daniel's suggestion, one of the places she had covered over the race distance, was indeed the cars exiting the tunnel for the chicane. It had not let down.
Also taking care of her gig with the Red Bull team, she had captured their expertly pitstops, but just barely, not being able to stop herself from wowing at their efforts each time. So much went unnoticed into managing a race that could end up going unrewarded, but she only saw happy faces around.
Champagne was sprayed off the podium, aiming for specific people and Alice hurried away, covering herself... but most importantly hiding her camera with the skirt of her dress.
People were running around cheering, some were even willingly stepping in front of the champagne, and hiding in the back she caught all the festivities on camera.
"Be sure to send us one of those," said a voice next to her and she removed the camera from her face to a clapping Christian Horner next to her.
She leaned over to him and raised her voice to cover the noise, "Of course. And thank you so much for this opportunity over the past few days... it has been a once in a lifetime experience."
Christian reached his arm out to shake her hand, and she did. "Don't sweat it. Thank Sebastian. He vouched for you."

She entered the Red Bull garage to a few mechanics cleaning up. They were all celebrating with loud music, and she congratulated them as she made her way to the back to pick up the rest of her equipment. It felt great being surrounded by such happiness and it would be something she would miss, if these were the only memories she would have of it. She wanted more.
"Alice..." coming up from behind, she looked over her shoulder to find Sebastian standing near her. She looked forward again to zip her camera bag.
"Can I speak with you?" She put the bag over her shoulder and turned back to him. "Privately."
Sebastian grabbed Alice by her hand and she followed him back to his own private room at the top of the Red Bull hospitality. Inviting her in, she removed her heavy camera bag and placed it on the table just inside, and turned around to Sebastian staring at her, intensely. He was still wearing his racing suit, open waist down and hanging by his hips to reveal his undershirt. His hair was sticking from the champagne and his skin was glistening from either that or sweat.
His chest was beating rapidly as was hers, and they rushed to each other, locking their mouths together. Their hands running across each other's bodies, Alice walked him over to the couch, pushing him down and sitting on his lap, as he continued kissing her neck, messing his fingers in her hair. She moved her hands down his chest, towards his bulge wanting to escape, and she freed it from its clothed cage.
His hands draped down her hips and she lifted the skirt of her dress aside to reach her underwear, attempting to pull it aside, as he assisted her and tore the thin fabric apart. She put her hands around his shoulders and lifted herself towards him, carefully landing on top of him, with his extension inside of her. She exhaled in his ear and he put his hands on her head, removing her hair from her face, looking her in the eyes... kissing her and pulling her close to himself, as she started moving her body back and forth.
His hand moved down her neck, to her chest and further inside her dress, feeling the arousal of her breast poke the palm of his hand. Moving his mouth towards hers to taste her, she was unable to reciprocate, only placing her separated lips on his and they exchanged their breaths through gasps.
Laying her head back to face the ceiling, she pulled his hair as she started galloping his lap, matching each thrust with a moan. He grabbed the straps of her dress and moved them down to her elbows, and she sat back gripping his biceps.
Her chest exposed, he fixated on their quaking, and once again desperate to feel her move in his hands, massaged her with his thumb. She shifted back towards him and put her arms around his neck, placing her lips on his cheek, almost biting him, and he wrapped her in his embrace, lifting her to the side and back on the couch, positioning himself on top of her, still connected, and he continued what she had started.
She was digging her nails into his back, deeper and harder, as he did the same to her from within. He could feel her body starting tense and waited for the moment to hit, so he could encounter it with her, he was barely hanging on by a thread himself. Looking at her face, he brushed his hand across her hair, her gasps ending and he let go with her.

He removed himself from her and adjusted himself back inside his suit, looking over to her still lying exposed and breathing heavily. He moved his hand up her leg and felt the softness of her inner thigh as she regained herself and sat up next to him, pulling the dress straps back on her shoulders, covering herself up. She put her hand in his, the other one on his chest, feeling him catch his own breath as well, leaning in to exchange a kiss.
She rested her head on his chest and held onto his shoulder. "No more bullshit."
He kissed the top of her head and agreed, "No more bullshit."

Sebastian walked Alice out of the paddock, as he talked her through his race, going through every detail he could make in before they reached the exit.
"When will I see you again?" he bluntly asked and she appreciated that. He knew she once again was going directly to the airport after packing and headed to Canada, and she knew he was going back to the team factory.
"When will you arrive in Montreal?" she counter-questioned him.
"Next Wednesday night."
She opened her bag and handed him another business card, just in case. "You do know... this number works." He chuckled and put the card inside his suit.
"You will be hearing from me," he took her hand and gently kissed it, then her forehead firmly, before finally walking back to his post-race debrief, and she headed to pack up at the hotel.

Sitting in the taxi on her way to the airport, she got the same feeling she had the last time she left... Sebastian. Sebastian. Sebastian. She could feel the tingles in her stomach, butterflies wanting to escape through her skin.
Smiling to herself, thinking about their time together, she couldn't wait to see him again. Feeling her phone vibrate in her hand, she looked to a message pop in. "I miss you already." The smile went wider and she replied, "I never stopped." and pressed send.
She checked if she had missed any notifications and quite a few had popped up, the most urgent one that caught her attention was from Daniel, "I need to talk to you."
She arrived at the airport before she had time to reply, having to sit on the plane, the long flight to Canada, with that message looming in the back of her head. "I need to talk to you." Now what?