DNF - A Formula 1 Story (Lando Norris)

Chapter 25

"I'm obsessed with you in a way I can't believe."
- Central Cee

Lando

I startle awake when I feel Bianca jump on top of me, straddle me and start kissing me. My body immediately reacts to her touch and I pull her closer and kiss her, but it takes my mind a moment to catch up to what is actually happening. When I realize she must have figured out where we are I smile against her lips.

"Are you happy?" I ask with a laugh and she abruptly sits up and looks down at me. She looks so beautiful in the warm glow of the morning sun. Her hair is down, a mess of waves falling down her shoulders and her eyes are bright blue and filled with love as she looks down at me with a bright smile.

"So happy! I can't believe you did this, I love it and I'm so excited to spend the next week here with you." She tells me and I can't help but feel proud of myself for planning something that she loves. I figured she would but I still had doubts that she would think it's boring or lame.

"Thank you." She whispers on a more serious note and bends down once again to kiss me. Things quickly grow intense and before I know it she's sinking down onto my dick and we're both moaning in satisfaction as we start summer break off right.

We end up spending the whole morning in bed and by the time we are finally beginning our day we're both sated and happy. Each of us has a dopey smile on our faces as we walk hand in hand down the stairs to the kitchen where a brunch spread is waiting for us. We talk about our plans for the next week while we eat. By the time we are done eating and cleaning up the kitchen, we are ready to start our plans.

"Pool time?" Bianca asks, turning from the sink to where I'm staring at her by the island in the center of the room. I can't stop looking at her. She's wearing a bright orange bikini that barely holds in any of her curves and a sheer white cover up dress that doesn't really cover anything. I walk towards her and wrap my arms around her, while leaning to kiss her neck. She sighs when my lips touch her skin and the sound goes straight to my dick.

"The pool sounds nice, but there's something else I want to do first." I whisper darkly into her ear and she sucks in a breath and sighs softly. Grabbing her hips, I gently grab hold of her and set her down on the edge of the countertop. Then I drop to my knees and drive her crazy until she's screaming my name.

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Our week at Lake Como are filled with lots of sex, good food, and fun times on the lake and around the villa. I've fallen even more in love with Bianca. Truthfully, I love her more than I thought was possible. This trip helped solidify what I already knew; that I want her forever, I need her forever. That's why I'm currently walking into a small local jewelry store looking at engagement rings on the last day we are here. It's insane, since we haven't technically been dating long, but I just know that she's the one for me. Even if I buy a ring now, it doesn't mean I have to give it to her yet anyways, I still need to ask Jeremy. It's old school to ask her dad but I feel like it's necessary to at least warn him.

"Ciao benvenuto." The shopkeeper tells me when I fully step into the shop. I smile at him and pray to god he speaks English, otherwise this is going to be interesting since I'm not the best at Italian.

"Hello." I tell him as I approach the glass display he's standing behind.

"How can I help you today?" He asks in a thick Italian accent and I'm relieved he knows English.

"I'm hoping you could show me what you have for engagement rings?" I ask and a bright smile falls over his face when he registers what I'm asking for and he claps excitedly making me smile in return. He tells me he'll be right back and steps behind a curtain behind him. He's gone for a few minutes and I patiently wait, looking around at the displays to see if anything catches my eye to get for Bianca. Finally he returns holding a briefcase with a lock on it, and he sets it on top of the glass display case in between us. I watch as he carefully unlocks the lock and removes it, opening the briefcase. I'm not sure what I was expecting, but it wasn't this. There's 5 rows of beautiful rings, all ranging from diamond sizes and ring designs. It's a much larger variety than I expected that it's a bit overwhelming.

"What are you looking for specifically?" He asks me, and I don't hesitate in replying.

"Something that's classic but unique. The diamond needs to be at least 3 carats and the highest quality you have and I want the band to be simple, preferably in white gold." I tell the shopkeeper who hums to himself as he looks along the rows of rings. His eyes narrow and his lips purse as he looks and then finally he pulls out one to show me. I frown as I realize he just spent all that time to only pick out one, and I hope that here's more than this one to show me.

"What do you think of this one?" He asks as he holds it out for me to look at.

I'm shocked by what he's showing me because my heart immediately starts beating quickly in my chest as I look at it. It's an emerald cut diamond that looks to be 3 or maybe 4 carats centered between two smaller baguette cut diamonds set on a simple white gold band. It's simple, elegant and a unique just like what I asked for. My heart and mind are both telling me that it's fate, that I'm meant to buy the ring because what are the chances that the first ring I look at is absolutely perfect for her. I can picture it on her finger now and excitement courses through me.

"I'll take it." I tell the man and he looks at me in shock by my statement, not expecting me to agree to the first one he showed me. Just as I'm about to tell him that I'm serious my phone is ringing in my work out shorts. When I pull it out to see who is calling I can't help but smile.

"Hi babe." I answer.

"Hey bubs, I was wondering when you are going to be back from your workout?" She asks and I try not to panic, thinking that she knows I'm not doing what I claimed to be.

"I'm just taking a break right now before starting the 5k run back to the villa. So I'll probably be about 45 minutes. Why, what's up?" I reply.

"I was thinking about going into town to that little art gallery to buy some pieces for my apartment and just wanted to know how much time I have. I know we're leaving this afternoon so I wanted to go now but wasn't sure if I should wait for you." She explains and I breathe a sigh of relief that she doesn't have suspicions on where I am and equally relieved that she's headed to that art gallery. It will give me some time to be able to hide the ring so she doesn't suspect anything.

"Just go without me. When I get back I'm going to shower really quick so we can get on the road. We have a bit of a drive."

"Ugh I hate you for not telling me where we're going." She complains and I laugh.

"Do you think you can get that one piece I really liked? The one I said reminds me of you." I distract her and I know she's rolling her eyes.

"Use my card." I add, just to piss her off even more.

"I'll get it for you but I'm not taking your card unless you tell me where we're going to now." She counters and I groan. I've been out maneuvered and she knows it by her evil little laugh.

'You're such a pain in the ass. We're going to Portofino." I finally tell her and she squeals into the phone with excitement and I can't help but smile widely at her excitement.

"I can't wait, this is the best summer ever!" she exclaims and I laugh.

"Okay I'm going to head to the gallery and I'll meet you back at the villa so we can head to Portofino!!"

"Sounds good, I love you."

"I love you too!" She tells me and then hangs up the phone. I'm smiling goofily as I put my phone away and grab my wallet from my pocket. When I look back up I see the shop keeper looking at me with a knowing smile and I silently hand him my credit card, indicating that what I told him was true before my phone call and that I want to purchase the ring. He takes it and we start going through the process of the purchase and getting it all wrapped up and ready for me in a box. When I walk out of the shop fifteen minutes later, I'm jittery with excitement.