The Limit (Sebastian Vettel)

9. The Mistake

Lily kissed him back, unable to stop herself. Her hands went to his head, her fingers burying themselves in his short blonde locks, scratching his scalp as he angled his head to deepen the kiss. 

He tasted so good! He'd been chewing gum, Lily thought.  There was hint of spearmint on his breath. 

Seb couldn't get enough of Lily.  That peach and vanilla smell was intoxicating.  He groaned against her mouth as their tongues curled around each other.    No other woman had ever made his body react like this!  His dick was rock hard, straining against his boxers and his shorts, desperate for release. 

His left hand slid up her body, finding her breast.   She really did have the most amazing tits.   He kneaded it whilst grinding his lower body against her.  He wanted her to know how horny he was, to know what she did to him.   If they hadn't been in an elevator he'd have fucked her right there, but he didn't have a condom with him.  

Lily groaned as she felt Seb's hard dick pressing into her stomach.   She remembered how big and thick it was, how it had felt in her mouth.    How would it feel inside her?  She'd never fucked a guy anywhere near as well endowed as Seb was.  

She slid one hand down his spine, stopping as she reached his sexy, taut backside.   Oh how she'd love to dig her nails into his peachy behind as he drilled into her.

Seb wrenched his mouth off of hers, his breath ragged. He kissed along her jaw until he reached her neck. Damn, he thought. Lily Scott is fire. He knew he'd have to be careful or he'd get burned, but his common sense had stopped working. Lily had that effect on him.

His hands moved to the bottom of her denim skirt, pushing it roughly up until it was bunched around her hips. He had to know if she was as horny for him as he was for her.

Lily had lost all control. Her brain kept telling her that this was Seb, the man whore of Ferrari, but she was powerless to stop him.

"You're so sexy Lily," he murmured in her ear. Lily gave a small moan as she felt his fingers slip inside her knickers and between her folds. "Oh so wet. And I thought you hated me Lily."

"I do, I do hate you," she protested.

"I don't think you do. You want me as much as I want you. If you hated me you'd stop me. You wouldn't let me do this." Lily grabbed hold of his shoulders tightly as he pushed two fingers inside her. She knew she should say no. Instead she let out a moan of pleasure.

Seb grinned to himself. He wished it wasn't pitch black. He'd love to see the look on her face when he made her cum.

Lily slid a hand behind his neck, holding his head still. She leant forwards and kissed him again.

Seb moaned into her mouth and began thrusting his fingers in and out of her, her juices flowing freely over his hand. He just knew she would taste delicious. He wrenched his mouth off of hers again.

"Fuck it," he exclaimed. Lily growled with frustration as he pulled his fingers out of her pussy.

"Fucking tease," she spat. Seb laughed.

"I'm no tease baby," he said, and then he dropped to his knees in front of her.

"What the...?" Seb grabbed hold of her right leg and lifted it, hooking it over his left shoulder.

Lily held on to his shoulder with one hand to keep her balance. What was he doing?

Then she gasped as he pushed her panties to one side, parted her folds with his thumbs and buried his face in her pussy.