Fragile Heart

88*

Stella's pov

This chapter contains intense smut!

Fuck, what was I doing.

In the dimly lit hotel room, the air heavy with the scent of alcohol and desire, I find myself pressed against the wall, Lando's lips trailing kisses along my neck. A primal urge courses through me as I surrender to the intoxicating sensation, letting out a loud moan that echoes in the room.

His hands, firm yet gentle, roam my body, I feel myself melting under his touch, my body arching into his, seeking more of his attention.

With deliberate slowness, he lifts me up, his strong arms supporting me effortlessly as I wrap my legs around his waist. The sensation of his grip on my ass sends shivers down my spine.

His lips continue their journey, leaving a trail of wet kisses from my neck to my jaw, each touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. I tilt my head back, offering him access as I lose myself in the sensations.

Finally, our lips meet in a passionate, consuming kiss, nothing else matters but the heat of our bodies pressed together.

Our tongues dance with each other, each movement sending jolts of arousal coursing through my body. The air is thick with desire, as I feel the wetness between my thighs, evidence of my overwhelming need for him.

"I missed you so much," Lando mumbles in between kisses, his words a sweet that stirs something deep within me. I grip onto his shirt, the fabric a barrier between us that I desperately want to remove.

"I've missed you every fucking day," I moan in response, unable to contain the longing in my voice. With a sudden surge of urgency, I begin to rip off his shirt, the need to feel his skin against mine is a need.

As Lando kisses me, his lips warm and insistent, I trail my hands down his now bare chest, reveling in the sensation of his skin beneath my fingertips. His grip on my ass tightens, sending a shiver of pleasure coursing through me as he pushes off the wall.

Walking us over to the kitchen counter, he sets me down gently before stepping back to admire me. I feel a flush of heat rise to my cheeks as his gaze roams over my body, his eyes filled with hunger and desire.

With deliberate slowness, he reaches for the hem of my dress, his touch sending sparks of anticipation dancing along my skin. As the fabric pools at my feet, leaving me in nothing but my thong and bra, I feel a sudden surge of vulnerability wash over me.

Instinctively, I move to cover myself, crossing my arms over my arms to shield my scars from his view. Despite the intimacy between us, the thought of him seeing my imperfections fills me with a sense of unease that I can't quite shake.

"Don't, please don't," Lando whispers softly as he gently grabs my hands, moving them away from my arms. I feel a sense of vulnerability wash over me, but he shakes his head. "You're beautiful, Stella," he mumbles, his hands now cupping my cheeks as our eyes lock.

I can't help but smile at his words, a warmth spreading through me as I nod in response. With a gentle peck on his lips, I silently urge him to continue, giving him permission to explore every inch of my body at his own pace.

And he does, with a slowness that takes my breath away. He kisses his way up from my chest, tracing a path along my jawline before his lips find the scars on my arm. Each kiss is a soft caress, as he gives attention to every single scar, not missing a single one.

"These will never change how I see you. You'll always be gorgeous, angel." he murmurs between kisses, his words like a soothing balm to my insecurities.

I then find myself reaching for him, my hands fumbling with the buckle of his pants. With a swift motion, I pull them down, revealing his arousal clearly.

I wrap my arms around his neck, a surge of desire coursing through me as I crash my lips onto his again, taking control of the moment. With each kiss, I trail a path down his jawline to his chest, feeling the heat of his skin beneath my lips.

As I begin to pull down his underwear, leaving him bare and exposed, he reciprocates, lifting me up slightly and pulling down my underwear, letting it pool with my discarded dress. I feel a rush of heat spread through me as he takes a moment to admire me, his gaze lingering on my dripping arousal.

I clench my legs together, feeling a shiver run down my spine as he smirks at my reaction. With a swift motion, he unbuckles my bra, sending it flying across the room, forgotten in the heat of the moment.

His lips find my breasts, trailing kisses along the curves of my skin before wrapping around one of my nipples. I arch into him, my head falling back as I let out a loud moan, the sound echoing in the room.

As he pleasures me, his touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. But suddenly, I feel his hand creeping its way up my thigh.

With a gentle touch, he trails his fingers along my slick slit, teasing and tantalizing me with each stroke. Then, without hesitation, he slides his fingers inside me, the sensation causing me to let out a loud moan.

I give myself over to him completely, riding his fingers as he moves them in and out of me with a steady rhythm.

"Fuck, holy shit, Lando," I groan, my fingers gripping onto his arms as waves of pleasure wash over me. He withdraws his fingers, licking them clean before turning his attention back to pleasuring my breasts.

"Do you have a condom?" I moan, my eyes shutting as I savor the moment.

"Somewhere, in my suitcase," he groans, his lips trailing kisses along my skin before abruptly leaving me, my chest rising rapidly with anticipation.

He returns moments later, ripping open a silver packet and sliding the condom onto his cock. With a firm grip on my hips, he thrusts deeply inside me, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from my lips.

"I love you, angel," he moans, his thrusts becoming deeper and more intense with each movement.

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A.N- i hope this makes you guys happy after not giving any smut since chapter 51😭

Also! I'm a big Billie eilish fan and her album just dropped! So you guys definitely should listen!

Love yall!