"Have you actually decided whether you're going to move back in with us?" Lando asks me gently as we land on his balcony after a party.
The cold air refreshes our sweaty bodies from the heat in the club we were in just a few minutes ago.
'No, not yet...' I answer honestly, looking out over Monaco at night.
'You know how much I would love to have you with me...' he whispers, placing his warm palm on my now cold thigh.
Our eyes meet.
"Are you cold?" Lando asks worriedly as he strokes my cold thigh.
'No. I'm just enjoying the cold air, because it was really stuffy in the club...' I reply with a smile.
'All right, I'll take your word for it, love...' he whispers and pulls me closer to him.
'To take up your question again, I'm considering living here again...' I whisper.
'Really?' he asks with a smile.
Soft lips capture my forehead.
''Dear...'' he whispers, after some silence between us.
'Yes?' my eyes meet his.
'Have you ever regretted sleeping with me?' he whispers, his hand gripping my neck.
'No. Even though I hated you in between, I never regretted it...'
"Don't you hate me any more, dear?" he asks, with that arrogant smile I haven't seen for so long.
''You don't know how much I've missed that arrogant grin of yours...'' I reply briskly.
'I got you with that grin...' he grins further.
'Damn right, norris...' I smile.
"Is that still the case?" he asks.
'Why don't you find out, norris?' I breathe back at him.
''And this arrogant behavior of yours makes me so weak...'' he whispers and his lips touch my neck.
'Hmm,' is all I say.
Grinning eyes meet mine again.
'Don't you dare leave me here like this, Norris,' I warn him with a smirk.
'It's just the beginning...I want to enjoy what I can have...' he grins and leads me into his dark bedroom.
'I've been missing you lying in this bed...' he whispers as I provocatively make myself comfortable on his large bed.
"Then what are you waiting for?" I ask, grabbing the zipper of my dress.
'Darling... let me do it... I want to recreate the feeling you had during our first time together...' he whispers and takes hold of my body.
'You already do...' I whisper and sit right on top of him.
'You play with fire, baby...' he whispers.
'I love playing with fire...' I reply skillfully and open his shirt very slowly.
'Fuck...' he whispers and gently pulls my dress down my body.
"Do you want it tender, amalia?" he whispers, sitting up and unclasping my bra.
'I don't know if I can take it any other way...or like it...' I reply softly.
'Do you want to try?' he whispers.
Warm fingers catch my face.
'You know I'm not forcing you to do anything,' he adds.
'Okay... I want to try, but not too hard...' I whisper back.
'Tell me if I'm too hard, understand?' he asks sternly.
I moan as his tongue touches my nipple. I move my hips out of reflex.
"Do you think you can make these movements when he's inside you?" he asks me, his breath hitching.
'It's quite big...' I raise my voice
''Did it hurt last time?
''No...'' I reply quickly.
'Fuck it, I'm trying...' I add.
With eye contact, I unzip his pants. He then removes his pants.
"May I try?" I ask and touch his penis.
'Do you know how it works?' he asks gently.
'No,' I reply.
He pulled me close to him.
'First you start to massage it a little... when it gets a little harder, then your tongue slowly moves down to his cock... don't take it all in your mouth straight away... lick it slowly and then go deeper. Glide diagonally down my entire cock...' he whispers in my ear.
I look at him in disbelief.
'Do you still want it?' he asks me gently.
Nodding, my face moves down again. Slowly, I start to massage him like he wants. His breathing is anything but calm. He puts his head down and surrenders to me. I slowly guide just the tip of his penis into my mouth.
'Fuck...' he moans restlessly.
I roughly push him into my mouth, maintaining my grip on his penis. My movements become faster and deeper. But his hands stop me. He puts me on top of him. *He* stands up straight. I grin. His fingers reach for the bedside cabinet.
"Can we do it without it?" I ask, trying to hold his hand.
'amalia...that's too risky...I'm not almost getting you pregnant again...' he whispers.
'But it felt so good the first time we did it without...' I try to argue against that.
'I just want to protect you, love...' he whispers, pushing my legs apart.
Without me being able to say anything else, his tongue is inside me.
'Hmm,' I moan, fumbling wildly through his hair.
"Are you convinced to do it with a condom?" he asks after I'm wet enough.
'Do you seriously think I'm going to let this chance pass me by?' I ask confidently as he pulls the condom over his hard penis.
His two hands are positioned next to my head. I push it in myself. I react with a wince.
'Fuck,' I whisper.
'is it okay?' he asks, slowly moving his tip inside me.
'Yes...' I say uneasily and grab his neck.
His hands are now gripping my hips, helping him to thrust deeper into me.
'yess..' I moan out loud.
He reacts with a grin and is also quite turned on. His movements became faster and harder.
'You won't be able to walk tomorrow, love,' he says, breathing heavily.
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dangerous curves -Lando Norris (English Version)
FanfictionAmalia, Lewis Hamilton's sister, is a difficult 17-year-old with a complicated past and she hates many things. But the thing she hates the most is her brother's best friend. Lando Norris. He loves to provoke her and really enjoys it. Time and again...
