CAN'T TAKE MY EYES OFF YOU✨

CHAPTER-12

MAYA POV-
We reached the Ferrari garage. Carlos took me to his side and introduced me to his engineer, Ricardo Adam, and other mechanics. I took a couple of pictures with members of the team who requested them. Even though I was physically present, mentally, all I could pray for was not to be approached by Charles.
Soon Carlos went to prepare for qualifying in his room. while I stood near Ricardo, who was from time to time answering my curious mind regarding race and all the screens in the garage.
'So what type of tires do you people use?' I asked, looking at the mechanics who were checking the tires on Carlos car.
Before Ricardo could answer, someone else decided to clear my query, and by someone else, I mean the Prince of Monaco.
'There are four types of tires: soft,medium, and hard, which are used according to strategy, while intermediate are used during wet conditions,' he said while coming close to me, too close for my liking.
Before I could thank my stars for Ricardo being a barrier, he was called someone else. So I guess it's not my lucky day.
'So, any more questions, Dakota, you want to ask?
'Umm, yeah, don't you have to go and prep for qualifying?' I asked him, getting annoyed.
'Ohh, someone is feisty,' he chucked, 'so you are supporting Carlos.'
'Yeah, I feel he is one of the best,' I replied, looking anywhere but at him. Even though I had no clue
'Ouch, that hurts! After last night, I thought I was your favorite,' he said cockily.
'What about last night? Nothing happened last night; you must be dreaming,' I said hurriedly, hoping no one heard him.
'Oh, honey, I know when someone kisses me. He replied softly in my ear.
My head snapped towards him, glaring
'Ufff, you look even hotter when you are mad,' he said, smiling cheekily.
'Where is your personal room?' I said, looking around.
'Oh, someone is getting naughty,' he said while walking towards his room.
I wanted to punch him in the face. But I tried to look as natural as possible while following him towards his room, trying not to get anyone's attention.
'Charles opened the door and walked inside. I made sure no one was looking and closed the door behind me.
'So tell me, why did you want me alone, Dakota?' he asked while folding his arms and tilting his head.
'I need you to forget what happened last night. I don't want you telling anyone about it. I don't want you talking or commenting about me. I am repeating to myself that nothing happened. I was drunk, and it was a mistake,' I said, saying every syllable very clearly and forcefully so that it gets inside his head. Even though I knew it was not true, was I drunk? - yes.
But liquor only gave me the courage to do what I guess I wanted to do since the first time I met him in a bar.
All he did was smile and scratch his beard.
'Are you listening to me, Leclerc? I need you to respond and not smile. I swear to God, I will punch you in the stupid face,' I replied out of frustration, coming close to him in hope of intimidating him.
'Babe, you loved my face last night,' he said, taking a step in my direction.
'I said, ''I liked it''. Never love,' I said with a smirk.
Before I knew it, Charles took two long strands towards me and cupped my face with one hand while the other was placed on my waist. My eyes became wide with his sudden move. His hands were warm, and he was towering over me. I could smell his musky aftershave. At that point, my knees wanted to give up.
'You have no clue how much I wanted to kiss you back last night, but you were drunk, so I had to be the gentleman, but not today,' he said in a low voice, sending a chill down my spine and making my head all foggy.
Before I knew it, Charles had crashed his lip into mine. Initially, the kiss was soft, as if he were testing the waters, but as soon as I started responding, it became more passionate; it was hard not to respond. Now I was pinned against the nearest wall. My hands were buried in his hair. His hands were no longer on my waist; rather, they were on the back of my things, indicating that I should jump and wrap my legs around his waist.
I did the same without breaking the kiss. At that moment, all I could think of was his hands grabbing my ass and his lips that were now moving south towards my neck, leaving trails of kisses on my jaw. He started to kiss my sweet spot. I couldn't help but moarn, ''Fuck''.
But soon my phone started ringing. Charles groaned against my neck.
''Not now, Dakota, shut that thing off,' Charles said while taking out my phone from my back pocket and handing it off to me while he got back to kissing my neck.
I somehow managed to open my eyes and look at the screen flashing Sarena's name.
'Hey, I said, trying not to sound breathless, but Charles kissing and sucking on my neck wasn't helping.
'Omg, this paddock has the best food, Maya. Do you want me to get you some?' Sarena asked.
'What ! Naha, I am good,' I said, trying to hold on to the moarning. I could feel Charles smirking.
'Are you okay, babe?' she asked.
'Yeah, yeah, I've got to go,' I said, disconnecting the call without giving her a chance to speak.
As soon as I put my phone on the nearest surface, Charles came back and kissed my lips.
'Just to make it clear, I don't like you.' I had no clue where it came from, but I said it in between the kisses.
'I know, and you don't have to,' he replied.
'Cool,' I replied, and we started making out again but were now disrupted by a knock on the door.
'Charles, are you ready?' asked the voice from behind the door.
We stopped resting our heads together, trying to catch our breath.
'Yeah, I'll be out in a second,' he replied, breathing heavily.
'It looks like I have to go,' he said in a low voice, looking at me.
'No, you have to stay; I have to go,' I said, detaching myself from him.
'So this was fun,' he said, coming close and kissing me one last time.
'Yeah, it was,' I said, fixing my hair and clothes. 'Now sneak me out before Carlos notices I am missing.'
'I thought I convinced you to support me,' he replied.
Oh, trust me, honey, this does not change the fact that I still hate your guts.' I replied to him with a fake, sweet smile while fixing his hair.
He just smirked and sneaked me out of his room. Now I am standing where I was earlier positioned by Carlos.
'Oh, you are here. Ricardo thought he lost you,' Carlos said while Ricardo handed me the headset.
'Oh, I am sorry; I just went to the powder room.' I lied.
'Wish me luck, Maya,' Carlos said while putting on his helmet.
'All the best, Sainz,' I said, patting his helmet and smiling at him.
Soon Charles emerged from his side of the garage, dressed in his red racing suit. He looked at me and smiled smugly. I returned with a middle finger.
He laughed while wearing his helmet and got inside the car.
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HEY GUYS
So it seems like maya has no control 😂.
It was my first time writing a make out scene i had to read couple of books to get the idea. I hope it was fine
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