Heartdriven

36. Blue Velvet

They still couldn't keep their hands off each other, one moment of eye contact was all it took before Sebastian was carrying Alice to the bed. He was lying on top of her, moving his kisses to her neck, as she reached under his shirt, touching his back.
"Why don't you stay here with me?" he whispered in her ear before moving his mouth to the front of her neck, and further down. It made her think of Fernando's words. She had to tell him.
He pulled up her shirt and put his hand on her bra, "Oh no, this is in the way."
She laughed, pushing him aside, sat herself up and reached to undo it behind her, his finger gently stroking her back meanwhile. She attempted to get the bra out from her sleeve, leaving it stuck, and throwing herself back on the bed.
"Do you need to some help?"
He smiled at her frustration, and she sat back up, "You know what?" and she angrily pulled off her shirt and bra in one, before lying back down, her arms reaching in the air for him again. He shook his head at her, laughing.
"You are a peculiar thing," gleefully leaning down to run his tongue over her breasts.
She put her arms around his head, his hand moving down her body, undoing her pants.
She sat up on her elbows, smiling to him, "Already?", falling back on the bed while he pulled off her pants.
He sat on his knees between her legs, quickly pulling down his own pants, lying back on top of her. Yes, he was ready.

Alice put her hands on his hips, moving them further down, pushing him towards herself, inviting him in, and she moaned by the insistence of his entry. He grabbed on to her shoulder, thrusting rapidly into her, she could barely keep up, almost running out of gasps by the intensity of his desire.
Her nails were digging into him by every push, desperate to hold on to him. He lifted himself up on his arms, looking down on her. She lost reach of his back and instead grabbed onto his shirt between them, almost ripping it apart. She leaned her head back, looking to the top of the bed, as she felt the warmth spread in her body.
"Sebastian..." involuntarily left her lips, and he fell on top of her, like he was hit by a tranquilliser dart.
He was breathing heavily and she put her arms around him. She still felt him inside of her, but the movements of pleasure had ended.
"Sebastian," she whispered again, and he rolled off her.
She awkwardly sat up on the bed, pulling her hair over her shoulders.
He put his hand on her lower back, "I'm sorry, Alice."
She looked back at him with surprise, "For what?" The frown appearing between her eyebrows.
"I missed you."
She leaned back to him, kissing him on the cheek, "I could tell."

He put his hand to her face, around her neck, and pulled her back down on the bed. Kissing her on the neck, her shoulder. He ran his hand down her chest, tickling her belly, before reaching inside of her.
He looked at her face, as she grabbed onto his arm, gasping again, until he made her moan. She had her eyes closed and mouth open, as he dug into her. Admiring her in pleasure made him feel ready for her again.
"Alice.." he whispered in her ear.
"Mmmh..." was all she could muster.
"Alice, I want you."
She released her grip on his arm and reached for him, "Hurry."
He let go of her insides and laid back on top of her, reaching down to insert himself back into her, giving her an audible reaction.
This time he was going to concentrate until she was ready with him. He focused on her face, while he thrust himself deeper and deeper. Her moans turned into high pitched squeaks and she was almost there. She grabbed onto his hips, following the movements, and pushing for more. And she got what she asked for, as the speed increased. She bit her lip, her breath going quiet by his last pressure into her. Waiting for confirmation, he held on as she rapidly exhaled, and he gave in, letting go with her.

She could feel his eyes on her as she got dressed.
"I meant what I said, you know."
She put her bra back on before looking back to him, "I missed you, too," smiling.
He sat up and put his pants back on.
"Ye-yes, that too... But, Alice. I do want you stay with me."
He was sat on the bed, facing the other direction, so she crawled over the bed, still only wearing a bra and underwear. She put one hand on his should and rested her chin on the other. She needed to tell him. How was she going to tell him. Fernando's words were still fresh in her head, but the delivery had not crossed her mind. She needed to... she needed to be gentle.
"Fernando told me we can't be together." She could have phrased that better.
He jumped up, looking back at her in shock, as she fell forward, landing by the extension of her arms. "He did WHAT?!"
She got off the bed and stood in front of him, "He, uhm... They don't like it... they, Ferrari... they don't want us to be together... they... they don't trust me and they can't fire me."
She grabbed onto his hands before he could walk away from her, which she feared he would. "
But Sebastian—", he looked away from her, "No, no, Sebastian," she put her hand to his face and made him look at her, "I'm not gonna quit, okay? And I want to be with you, okay? I want to be with you. I want to be with you."
He nodded to her.
She sat back on the bed, still holding one of his hands, "Okay?"
He nodded securely at her now, "Okay." He sat on the bed next to her. "So what do you want to do?"
She leaned towards him and placed her hand on his chest. "It's only a few more days. We can do a few more days... right?"
He chuckled at her, "Speak for yourself."
Her hand moved up his collarbone, to his neck.
"We just won't tell anyone. As far as they know, we.... we don't know each other. And then... we'll see?", she looked up to him, in question.
"I can't wait for this season to be over."
She sat up, laughing, "It's only a few days, Sebastian."
He looked at her, smiling, but still with question in his eyes. "What about next year, when we return to the paddock, and you will arrive with Ferrari?"
She got up from the bed, "Let's get through the race first." She walked by him, but he grabbed onto to her, hugging her around her hips, as he remained seated on the bed. She held him back and gave him a kiss on the top of his head, before letting go, to get fully dressed.
He was still seated on the bed as she got ready to leave.
"Sebastian, good luck in the race. You know who I will be rooting for," he looked back at her and she continued, "Get them."