Hardest love 2

29.

I threw my stuff to the other side of the room as I walked back in my house.
I just had the meeting with Sky Sports and sometimes I just didn't agree with their opinions or ideas.
They told us to keep asking difficult questions, we shouldn't try to be nice to the drivers.
I wasn't planning on doing that, they were under enough pressure already.
Alexis agreed with me, I was happy about that.
I made myself dinner and just as I was about to go to bed, my doorbell rang.
I quickly looked at the time, it was 10pm already, I wasn't expecting anyone.

I opened the door a little and my heart immediately skipped a beat when I saw it was Lando.
I looked at him. He looked so tired. His eyes were red with dark circles under them.
He forced a little smile. Did he fly to England for me? It wasn't that far but it was still a nice gesture.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and buried his face in my neck.
"I know you want to take things slow but I had to see you" he mumbled against my skin.
I was so in love with him. "Are you hungry? Do I have to cook something?" He shook his head as he took a step back. His eyes told me how he was really feeling.
"You look exhausted" I said. "I am, but I wanted to see you. I needed to see you" he said as he closed the door with his foot.
He took a step closer and put his hand on my cheek. His thumb caressed my cheek softly until he let it rest on my lips. "And I needed to do this" he whispered and put his lips on mine.
He tasted like gum, just as he always did. I missed his taste, his smell.
Our tongues found each other again, just like we did.

It didn't take long before we both walked to my bedroom. He scanned the room as if he's never been here. He was probably trying to find little changes but there weren't any.
It was still the same as when he last been here. It probably made him feel like home.
We both laid down together in bed. I put my hand under my head so I could look at him.
He closed his eyes for a second before grabbing my hand and holding it between us.
This was perfect, he was perfect. He pulled me even closer so I could lay on his chest, he was still holding my hand. I played with his fingers a little. His hands were definitely one of my favorite things about him, for multiple reasons.
It was like the world disappeared, it was only us. No pressure, no camera's, no obligations. Just us.
"I know you're probably expecting some amazing sex but I have no energy whatsoever" he mumbled. I chuckled a little, pushing my body a little closer to his.
"Then I guess I have to wait until tomorrow" I pouted a little as I looked up at him.
"No don't do that face" he whined a little, it was cute. I knew he wanted to have sex as much as I wanted.
I kissed his chest a couple of times, moving up to his collarbone and neck.
A few grumbles and moans escaped his mouth as his hands traveled over my body.
"Ugh what are you doing to me" he grumbled.
He rolled me on my back as his hands traveled over my body.
He was admiring my body. My teeth dig in my bottom lip as I looked up at him.
I closed my eyes as I felt his lips against my body. He knows where to touch me and how to kiss me.
He didn't even hesitate, we lost our clothes in a blink of an eye.
He put his hand on my headboard as he thrusted inside me. Harder and harder with every thrust.
Fortunately I don't have neighbors otherwise they would definitely be complaining right now as my bed crashed against the wall with every push.
He never fucked me like this, most of the times it was soft and lovingly but this time it was exactly what we both needed.
It was hard and unapologetic, just as our love.
"Fuck" I moan. I never experienced something like this. My legs were trembling as I wrapped them around his waist. It made his body crash even more against mine.
After a couple more thrust, he laid down next to me. He was breathing fast as he looked at me with a smirk.

I wrapped my arms around him and put my head on his chest. I could hear how fast his heart was beating, it probably matched mine.
"That was amazing, I am going to use my pout face even more now" I chuckled as I made circles with my finger against his chest.
He laughed a little but I could hear how tired he was. I decided not to talk anymore and a few minutes later he fell asleep.
I don't know what I did to deserve him, I fucked him over so many times and he still forgave me.
I needed to get better, for myself but also for him. He deserved that.