Pole position // Charles Leclerc

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Mia's POV:
The next two days were manic, filming baking videos and fill your guts or spill your guts, but the day before the race, actually, right now, was when I was meant to be filming the speed dating video.

Why wasn't I?

'Charles, fuck, Im late.' I moaned, trying to be as quiet as possible but the feeling of his tongue running along my nipple and his fingers pushing harder into me with each stroke made that impossible.

'You're late when I say you're late, and right now you're very much on time.' He mumbled, leaning in closer and allowing himself to suck on my neck.

I pulled away, breaking contact with his lips before he begun to leave a purple hickey. He frowned and I couldn't help but smile.

'This isn't funny, if i'm gonna hand you over to 22 younger drivers I'm gonna make sure i'm doing it with your cum all over my fingers.' He said, curling his fingers upwards, forcing me to throw my head back.

I thought that the frantic knocking on the door would stop Charles, but that made him keep going, letting go of my mouth so that I could speak, almost testing me to see if i'd give away what we were up to.

'Mia? Were ready for you.' Arthur said from the other side of my office door.

'Yep, coming, give me a minute.' I responded, closing my eyes so that I could focus on what I was saying.

'Be there in 5 or I'll have to date them myself.' He responded, heading off in the direction of the paddock.

He'd set up a table and chairs in the middle of the track. It looked odd at first but it was growing on me and I knew it would end up being our best video.

'Too right you're coming, good girl.' Charles mumbled, pushing me over the edge completely.

He covered my mouth once more and held me until I was a shaking mess, my head thrown back over his shoulder and my eyes firmly closed. Charles had met me in my office, asked me to show him my dress, and proceeded to make me cum in it.

'Now you can go to your dates.' He smiled devilishly, not breaking eye contact as he licked his fingers, before pulling my dress back down.

'You're going to be the actual death of me, you know that?' I laughed, almost in absolute disbelief, standing up and giving myself a minute before heading to the door.

'Good, and remember, i'm watching!' Charles shouted after me.

He was right, he was watching. Along with a few members of the f1 committee and the YouTube creators for the f2 team. I'd have preferred if they were to watch the video once it was edited, but they insisted they come down and watch in person.

Thankfully they were going to be in another room, completely concealed from my view, making filming so much easier, as I could just about forget that they were even there.

Arthur was first, thankfully. I'd requested it. I was getting along with all of the boys really well but I felt like I needed Arthur there to kickstart the whole video.

'So, Mia. What's your favourite colour?' Arthur asked, taking a sip of his champagne sitting infront of him.

It was only then that I realised I had 22 glasses of champagne to get through myself, and decided I'd not touch it for the first few, just so I wasn't plastered before the filming even finished.

'Green.'

'What kind of green?' Arthur asked, his eyes darting to the mirrored wall which he knew his brother was behind.

'I'm not sure. I've never decided if it was sage or forest green.' I responded, glad that I was starting with Arthur.

'Dating anyone at the moment, Arthur?' I questioned, determined to get the good stuff out of him for this video.