The Limit (Sebastian Vettel)

85. Future Dreams

Seb stroked his fingertips down Lily's bare back, eager for her to wake up so they could continue what they'd started the night before.   She sighed and snuggled up even closer to him, her arm draped over his torso, her leg hooked over his. 

His dick stirred as he felt her breasts push against his ribcage.  He slid his hand down her back further until he was cupping her buttock.  He squeezed it gently.   Lily gave a small moan. 

Was she awake? Or was she having one hell of a dream? Seb thought to himself.

"Don't stop," she murmured.  "I like that."   Seb grinned and stroked his fingers up her spine again.    He knew she was a sucker for having her back stroked.

"I can't believe we don't have to hide us anymore," she said. "I don't know what's getting more media coverage, me leaving Ferrari for Aston, your retirement or our relationship."

"We've definitely give them enough headlines between us to last the rest of the season," he replied, moving his other arm so he could stroke his fingertips down the side of her breast.  

Lily still had to remind herself that all this was real every time she woke up.  They were together, and the whole world knew about it.  

The original plan had been to go public after her departure from Ferrari had been announced, but the kiss she'd planted on him at Monza had put paid to that.   She didn't care though.   She was pleased that they didn't have to hide anymore.  She had no clue what the future held for them but she'd never felt so happy, even though part of her was scared that something would happen to snatch that happiness away from her. She tried to shut those thoughts out though. Everything was just perfect at the moment.

On the morning after the race she had gone to Maranello as the plan had always been.  After the debrief meeting everyone had been called together in the staff canteen.  

Expecting a thank you speech from Mattia, the workforce had been shocked when Lily had broken the news to them about her departure.  She'd thanked them from the bottom of her heart, and tried to explain that she was doing what was best for her, and ultimately best for the team, as they needed someone who was willing to devote 100% of their life to them. 

After she'd finished speaking, the majority of the staff applauded her.  She'd noticed some dirty looks, but she could live with it.   She'd known not everyone would be pleased with her decision.  

What had upset her though had been Charles' reaction.   He'd been visibly upset.   She'd cornered him after and he'd told her that he'd loved having her as a teammate and that he would miss her terribly.  She'd hugged him and told him she'd miss him too but it was time to move on.   She'd then joked that perhaps the team would sign Damon as her replacement so they could still use all the equipment with the name Scott on it.  Charles had told her exactly what he thought of that idea, and it hadn't been polite. 

That afternoon Ferrari had officially announced her departure, and an hour later Aston Martin had announced her as their new driver.

Social media had gone crazy.   Most things posted were positive, but there had been some people saying that Seb was a fool, that she'd seduced him to get hold of his seat and that she was just using him.  

Some people had even resorted to calling her a whore, and had brought up the whole Liam business, questioning whether she'd lied about him to get him sent down.

She tried not to let it get to her.  When you lived your life in the public eye there would always be people that tried to bring you down, but she was concentrating on what she did have, a drive for the next three years, a brother and sister she adored, and a man that had become her whole world.