From the moment she stepped into the room, I knew it was her just by looking at her petite frame and dark brown hair that ended just above her hips. When she turned around, I felt my lungs contract and my breathe stopped. Y/N. Rounded face, soft angled brows, big hazel eyes, long eyelashes, perfectly shaped nose, naturally plump lips,
She was everything I ever dreamed of. She became the reason for every cold shower I would take in the middle of the night, after yet another useless session with any other lady. I became a man, filled with hunger. I was starved and she was the only thing that could end this starvation. Every nerve and every cell in my body became deserted, it awaited the end of the drought. However, I soon realised the drought would only end if I had her again.
725 days since my first podium win and 725 days since I last got to properly enjoy sex. Her name was the only name I'd moaned since. She'd put me in shackles without me realising. She had the keys, it was hopeless to think I'd be able to take them off without her. Just the mere sight of her pushing her hair to the other side had blood rushing into my cock, causing an obvious bulge in my dress pants. "Easy there mate, your glass of whiskey is begging for freedom just as much as your little friend down there." Hamilton spoke.
Inhaling a shaky breathe I tried my best to compose myself. Lewis on the other hand, sipped on his drink with a grin on his face as he watched me. "You know, you aren't the only driver who's tried to get on her good side. It's no use though, for some reason she completely stopped dating and sleeping with anyone after your first podium. Suspicious isn't it?", speculation laced his words. A felt a scowl rise up to my throat, but I had to force it down. Relaxing my grip on the cup, I gave him a nod as I downed my drink; returning it back to the server. Before making my way over to Y/N.
My blood boiled at the sight of her laughing at yet another one of Daniels stupid jokes. "What's so funny?", I asked placing my hand around Y/Ns hip. With much content I watched Daniel erase the smile off his face, while vowing a promise everyone knows he will break "Talk to you later". He would never talk to her again until she became, Mrs. Russel.
"Y/N Long time no see", I say pulling her into a hug. "It's been a while, hasn't it", she says
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