Off the Track Series Book 3
An unexpected twist of fate finds Charlotte spending a late night turned early morning with Max Verstappen. The only catch - He doesn't even touch her, but they do touch each others hearts. After a lifetime of getting it...
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If it's not fine, you wouldn't know it by the way he's all over me tonight. Since that first day I visited him in Australia we've not spent a single night apart and in Texas we even arranged for the same hotel to make it easier.
We can't stay away from each other.
For once he made it back earlier than me, which never happens. Dad insisted on some team building dinner because we're currently in third place which is unheard for such new leadership. It feels like everything is clicking although my Dad still isn't speaking to me beyond the texts, emails and occasional obligatory photographs which has actually made my life easier.
Lance is so happy with how things are going.
As soon as the spare key he gave me clicks open to the room, I can smell he's been showering. He uses this bergamot body wash that smells like heaven and lingers in the air for hours, hints of it wafting through the whole suite now.
Matter of fact, the shower water is still running now.
Perfect.
With every step to the bathroom I shed a layer of clothes, naked by the time I lay eyes on him through the frosted glass.
He smiles so wide a twinge of emotion I don't understand yet hits my heart. Something about the moment feels so comfortable, so intimate I feel safe to really say what's on my mind. "You don't think I'm bad luck do you? Should I stay on my own for racing weekends?"
Racing has always been his dream and we need to put that first, no matter how horny we are.
There's a long pause and he's clearly caught off trying to lick his words carefully. He has a hot head reputation but with me he's always so gentle, "I don't believe in luck. I'm so glad you're here." He speaks first.
Okay, if you say so.
I feel so relieved I could cry.
Instead, I want to have him.
"Care if I join you?" An offer he won't dare refuse.
"Get in here."
The second the door closes behind me he pastes our lips together under the water. "You're so damn beautiful, I thought about you all day." He says.
"What about?"
He spins me around to my ass is pressed against his cock. Slowly trailing his fingers down my crack "Have you ever been fucked here?"
Never even thought about that before. "No."
"Now that you're mine I'm going to fuck every part of you until you come, you understand?"
Bloody hell.
"I trust you to make made feel good."
"Hell," he grips my breast tightly in his palm. "I can't wait. I need to be inside you."
