The Racing Driver

Chapter 21

Mila's POV

A few drinks in and I was feeling a bit merry. A song came on I liked and I took Daniel's hands in mine.

"Come dance with me?" I asked him.

"I don't dance," Daniel said.

"For me?" I asked.

"Ugh. I can't say no to you," he said.

Daniel followed me to the dance floor and we danced to an uptempo song. I put my arms around his neck and he put his arms around my waist. Daniel pulled me close so there was no space between us.

I felt Daniel pepper some kisses on my neck.

"Daniel...," I whispered out.

The song came to and end and we headed back to the table where Michael was sat and I finished my drink. We then had another drink together. I was about six drinks in and feeling very merry. I am not used to drinking so much alcohol.

Daniel's hand began to roam up my dress. My breath gasped quietly. I could feel myself getting aroused already.

Michael was joined by one of Daniel's pit crew and his attention was taken away from us.

Daniel's lips went to my ear "I want to take you back to the hotel and bury myself inside you," He whispered.

I blushed at the thought. I removed his hand from up my dress and pressed my lips to his ear "I would love that. Let's go," I whispered.

Daniel told Michael we were going as he was tired. I went to find Ana. I found her in a booth kissing Jordan. I touched her shoulder and she broke away.

"Sorry... Daniel and I are going to make a move. We're so tired," I said.

"Enjoy what ever position that man puts you in tonight Mila," she said giggling.

"Ana...," I said.

"Don't act so coy. I saw you both together tonight. He can't keep his hands off you. You're off to that really posh hotel to spend your last night there having sex,"

"Good night Ana,"

Daniel met me out the front and we made our way back to the hotel.

We went inside our suite and Daniel shut the door. He was straight over to me and his hands made short work of unzipping my dress and pealing it off me. I undid the buttons on his shirt and chucked it to the floor.

Daniel picked me up in his arms and we went to the kitchen. He lay me back on the dining table.

Daniel pulled my panties off and he then made short work off pushing his boxers and trousers down.

I lay back, my arms splayed out over the table.

"Mila... you look like a goddess," Daniel said.

I sat up on my elbows and looked at him as he stood naked at the edge of the table.

"Are you just going to stand there gawking or are you going to fuck me?" I asked.

"Mmm... I am enjoying this view but fucking you does sound better," he said.

Daniel's hands gripped my waist and he entered me.

I gasped out as he did and lay back on the table. He began to thrust quickly. After a few thrusts Daniel pulled my legs up onto his shoulders allowing him to enter me deeper.

"Fuck... fuck Daniel," I screamed out.

"Ahh... yes Mila," he said.

I was close to letting go. I felt Daniel shoot into me followed by his grunting. A few more thrusts and I came around him. My legs shook on his shoulders and I screamed out.