Ride or Die | Lando Norris (ENGLISH)

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Monaco in May was beautiful. Luxurious, full of splendour, wealth and independence, the city became a paradise for wealthy tourists who willingly left hundreds of thousands of dollars in the local casino. Visitors or residents also loved to spend time on expensive yachts, of which there is no shortage in Monaco. I felt in this place like a fish in water, although I have never tasted a luxurious life. For most of my twenty-two years of life, I lived in a small town outside London with my younger brother and my parents, who worked day and night to make sure we had everything we needed. My family wasn't poor, but we weren't rich enough to even remotely compare ourselves to the people of Monaco. I have always dreamed of feeling like those beautiful, well-groomed women getting out of luxurious, expensive cars, holding one of their dozen or so handbags from Chanel or Hermès. That's why I decided to go to my dream city-state - Monaco. It was not an easy decision, because I had no experience in any job, and I had to support myself somehow. Fortunately, I managed to become one of the graphic designers and photographers at Lando's father's company, who immediately offered me a job as soon as he found out about my plans.

– Mel? What are you doing here? – I heard the apartment door open and none other than Lando Norris stood in the doorway, wrapped only in a towel around his waist.

This handsome, incredibly hot boy has been my childhood friend. Our parents met in college and have been an inseparable group of friends ever since. They went on vacation together, partied, and even lived together for a while. Everything changed when Lando's older brother, Oli, was born. His parents settled permanently on the outskirts of Bristol, and mine continued to enjoy life. It wasn't until Lando was born that my parents decided it was time for their first child, and here I am. Our families spent every vacation, Christmas and birthday together. We were very close, at one point me and Lando were too close.

– I live here, muppet – I replied unfazed, trying to contain all the emotions that were trying to escape.

He looked around me, making sure no one was around. He pulled me to him, wrapping his arms around my body. I giggled softly then hugged him. I loved Lando and missed him so much. Through his work in Formula 1, we saw each other several times a year, usually only for a few hours. I hoped that would eventually change when I moved into the same building as him.

– I missed you – he whispered in my ear, rocking us from side to side.

– Me too, Lando – I replied, drawing invisible patterns on his bare chest with my finger. Every time I saw him, he was getting more and more athletic, and this time I didn't miss it either. I stared at him like the most beautiful picture, and he watched it all, wrapping his arms around my waist. He was waiting for my move. We stared at each other in silence for a good few minutes. I liked to tease him a little. I finally moved my lips to his neck, giving him the wet kisses he loved so much. One by one. The shivers that passed from him to me gave me unearthly pleasure, and the boy's quiet sighs made me want more. I wanted him. Here and now.

– What are you doing with me, Melly? – he sighed, trying to control his breathing as I pulled away from him for a few inches.

I looked at him contentedly. He looked like he was about to explode. His hair was a total mess, his eyes sparkled when he looked at me, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and his breathing was ragged. He wanted it as much as I did. I smiled to myself as I locked the door. Nobody could stop us. With one quick move, I took off the white dress I was wearing, remaining only in white, lace underwear.

– Oh my God – was all he whispered, then began to act.

He pressed me with his whole body against the wooden door with such force that I moaned into his mouth, which was aggressively kissing mine. It was strong. He lifted my butt up and I wrapped my legs around his waist, throwing my arms around his neck. He set me down on the kitchen counter, then stood between my thighs, hugging my body. I felt his dick tugging on my thigh. I swiftly slid the damn towel off his waist as he slid my underwear aside. A second later, pleasure flooded my body as he slide himself inside of me. It wasn't caused by any feeling, but by simple desire.

– Harder – I muttered, trying to catch my breath. As soon as he began to comply with my request, I involuntarily ran my fingernails along his back, causing red marks on them. I couldn't hold back my screams, which only turned him on more and more. I was at the edge of my endurance, feeling his hot, ragged breath on my neck, which he nibbled gently from time to time. Even the doorbell didn't interrupt our activities, and Lando only silenced me by putting his hand over my mouth. After we both finished our actions, which we always considered a mistake, we went back to complete normality, pretending that nothing had happened.

I quickly put on a dress while Lando went to change into tracksuit. I looked around as I waited for him to come back from the dressing room. The apartment was quite cozy, to my surprise. The beige walls, brown paneling, and large cream couch in the living room somehow didn't suit the perpetually fickle, childish boy that was Lando. His apartment was so... Grown up.

– Oh, I see you've made yourself comfortable – he laughed, sitting comfortably on the couch where I'd been watching the room for a few minutes.

– It's cozy here – I murmured, nodding my head at the half-open balcony door, which was obscured by white curtains.

– Yes, my mom decorated this apartment – he rolled his eyes, anticipating my mocking question, which already appeared in my mind. – How long are you staying here? And what will you do? – he asked, turning the phone over in his hand.

– I don't know. Your dad offered me a job at the company as a photographer. For now, I have an order in Monaco, so I'll probably stay here for a week, maybe longer. I hope – I shrugged, to which the boy only nodded in understanding.

Despite everything, he still looked like he was in shock, and I wasn't surprised at all.

– He didn't even mention it to me. If only I'd known, I'd have organized something fun – he sighed, biting his lip. I knew he hadn't had a good relationship with his father in a while, so I wasn't too surprised, just sad. They needed each other, they are family after all.

– Lando, have you ever organized anything? – I giggled as he rolled his eyes. The corners of his lips lifted slightly.

Lando Norris was not the kind of man who would ever plan anything. His whole life is one big spontaneity. At this point, he could be sitting with me on the couch in the living room of his apartment in Monaco, and the next day partying in Ibiza with a bunch of friends.

– Ah, I was supposed to take care of Mila in the evening, because Oli and Savannah are going to some party – he muttered, looking intently at the phone. – Oli rang the bell a few minutes ago – he said, glancing at me with a cheeky grin. I rolled my eyes and didn't comment.

– I can help. I haven't seen her in a while – I shrugged.

That's how I spent the afternoon and evening - with Lando and his little niece, watching cartoons and arranging various buildings with LEGO's. We had a great time, but when I walked through the door of my apartment, I was really tired.

However, taking care of two children is exhausting.