Bonjour ma chérie || Charles Leclerc

•Chapter 25•

°Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like°

The next day, Diana woke up on the couch. They had been there all night. She was trapped in his arms, which were wrapped around her waist. She had to wake him up somehow, so she started kissing him. Needless to say that it worked.

"What a nice way to start my day," He said, and his voice was deeper than the usual.

"The getting through the day part is the most concerning." She joked.

"It's going to be fine, Diana. They are probably in their hotel room, sleeping since their flight was so late at night."

"Should we meet them before the dinner?"

"I don't think so. Give them some time to adjust. They may want to spend some time by sightseeing."

"Yes, you have a point. However, I'm going to text them the information for today, like the time and the address."

"Oh, yes, so my mother told me that around 6 pm is going to be okay. Just enough time to have a chat before eating. I've sent you the address already."

"Great, I'll text tell them right away." Diana said and grabbed her phone.

After texting her parents, she took a look at her Instagram account.

"Well, I have 100.000 followers by now. Seriously, they keep increasing every day. Especially now that I was seen in the paddock."

"I saw that coming, to be honest. That's what happens to every driver's girlfriend."

"I know, but it can be very annoying sometimes. I feel great that the fans like me, but I'm not an influencer. I barely post on my social media. Plus, a bunch of companies have contacted me about promoting their stuff."

"Well, maybe you should try and post more. You can politely decline the offers for now, but start posting pics from your work, your trips and nights out, and, of course, from the track. I mean, it won't affect your career. The people who are following you are interested in you because you inspire them in a way."

"If you told me 3 weeks ago that I would inspire people, I would have laughed in your face." She said, ironically.

"Why not? You are smart, well-spoken, beautiful, and definitely a person to look up to." He responded in a serious tone.

"You are being so sweet right now."

"I'm being honest. Now let's go out and buy some of your favorite chocolate muffins."

"Yay!" Diana exclaimed as she jumped.

"Would you like to use bikes? I mean, I have a spare one if you'd like."

"That's a great idea! I love biking but it's not an easy hobby in London. Those busy streets are very dangerous."

"Then you are going to like it here in Monaco."

They got ready, and after finding the bikes, they left the appartement. Diana really enjoyed the ride. The cars on the road were very polite since they let them pass without any problem. After some minutes, they stopped in front of a Boulangerie and got in. The smell of fresh bread and cakes of all kinds filled their noses. Charles ordered some muffins for both of them and two large lattes.

"Aren't you on a diet, Mr. Leclerc?" Diana said sarcastically. She knew that it was almost forbidden for him to eat sweets.

"Shh, it's going to be our secret." He said as he placed a finger in front of his lips.

"For a certain prize, I would snitch you to Fred." Diana responded and laughed.

"I feel hurt and betrayed right now." Charles said, pretending that he was upset.

Charles insisted on paying, and then they left.

"I know a very nice place. Just follow me and don't spill your coffee." He said and winked.

Diana did as he said, and after a while, she found herself biking on a small pedestrian street by the sea. They parked their bikes and continued on foot.

"That's where most of the drivers who live here do some training like running. It's a nice spot, a bit quieter than other places."

"It's very pretty indeed."

They spent three hours there, walking and chatting about all sorts of things. They were both going to miss those long walks and the serious conversations. On the other hand, they had no choice.

By the time they got back to Charles' apartment, it was already lunchtime.

"What do you think of pasta?" Charles asked.

"Under one condition!"

"I'm listening."

"You won't get involved at all!" She said and giggled

"You're implying that I don't know how to cook?"

"I'm not implying anything. I'm saying it right in your face." She said and laughed.

"You are going to regret this!" Charles responded.

"What are you going to do? Make some pasta croccante that's going to choked me?"

"You said that it was tasty!"

"Let's me remind you that back then I had just met you and I believed that you were the man of my life! I was being nice!" She responded, laughing, while gathering the ingredients for their meal.

"Oh, so I'm not the man of your life anymore, huh?" He said, pretending that he was offended and moved closer to her.

"You are being silly right now." She said and felt his hands touching her shoulders. His rings were cold and made her body shiver.

"You started it." He said and paused for a second. "I'm willing to finish it, though." He said with a deeper voice than before, and Diana felt that her knees were so weak at that point.

She took a deep breath and turned her head, now looking at him. His eyes were staring deep down at hers. His hands started moving downwards, exploring her upper body, finally reaching her hips. By touching her there, he was able to turn her whole body, resulting in her facing him. He pushed away the items that were on the counter, and after lifting her up with his hands, he placed her on top. He didn't hesitate for a single moment. Instead, he started kissing her neck while unbuttoning her shirt, which fell on the floor eventually.

Diana then went for his t-shirt, which she managed to take off pretty easily because of her greediness. She then wrapped her hands around his neck, but he had different plans. He got on his knees and got rid of both her skirt and her underwear.

"The track conditions are very wet," He said, making her laugh as she felt his tongue twirling around her weak spot.

Her right hand grabbed his hair softly as he continued, but the grip got stronger when he added two of his fingers. Her moans were the only witnesses of the euphoria that she was feeling. He knew by now that Diana was not going to last long, so he decided to completely change his technique. He got up and unzipped his jeans. Diana was looking at his low abdomen, and you could tell that she was pretty hungry for more pleasure. He positioned himself in front of her entrance and entered her. Their making love process was always a very unique and special experience, and this time was no exception.

She felt his tip entering her slowly, and he gave her some time to adjust to his size, pace, and movements. He then started going faster and faster, while rubbing her clit. This was a deadly combination for Diana, and her legs were shaking already. The moans turned into curse words, which were being screamed resulting in her reaching her climax shortly after. Charles, who was trying to postpone his own ecstasy till then, pulled out, coming on her abdomen.

In the end of it all, they were just left out of breath, next to an opened pack of spaghetti that they didn't manage to cook.