Twists and Turns in Monte Carlo: A Formula 1 Affair

{8.2}

Abu Dhabi Race day, Sunday - December 2020

Lovingly, she straddled him, pushing his hair out of his face. They were sitting on the hotel room bed, the morning light filtering through the curtains. Toto had only a towel wrapped around his hips, while Joanne wore his Mercedes shirt, only a few buttons closed. When he looked down at her he could see right in the shirt, his gaze laying on her breasts. 

"You know, I really don't want you to go," she whispered, tracing her fingers along his jawline.

Toto sighed, his eyes locking onto hers with a mixture of longing and resignation. "I have to, Joanne. It's race day. The team needs me at the paddock."

Joanne leaned in, her lips brushing against his. "But I need you here," she murmured, her voice a seductive. She kissed him softly at first, then more urgently, her hands wandering over his chest. She always gets what she wants, this time it was a morning quicke before the race.

Toto responded eagerly, his hands sliding up her thighs, gripping her hips as he pulled her closer. "You're making it very hard to leave," he admitted, his breath hitching.

She giggled, the sound light and teasing. "Good. That's the plan." Her fingers slipped under the towel, teasing him, feeling his growing arousal. "I have a present for you, you know, for winning the championship."

His eyes darkened with desire, his hands tightening on her hips. "Oh? And what's that?" His voice high with anticipation. 

"Let's have sex," she whispered against his ear, her breath hot and tantalizing. "No, fucking. I want sex."

He groaned, his body already reacting to her words. "Joanne, we had sex in Hungary," he reminded her, his voice strained.

She threw her head back laughing slightly. "That was not sex, baby. I want the slow sex. The intense sex. The you kissing me whiles you come inside of me sex."

Toto bit his lip, his mind already playing along with what she said. "You said that was off the table. People how have sex fall in love - your words."

Joanne leaned forward again, her hands took his face and she pressed a kiss to his lips. "You're holding my words against me? Who's the lawyer here, hu? That's a one-time offer." 

She kissed him again, yet this time so soft with a desire so deep inside of her that she never thought she would show him that. His lips clinging to hers, their tongues touching, she could feel his heartbeat in his chest touching hers. 

Joanne pulled back slightly, her eyes locking onto Toto's with an intensity that made his breath catch. "I want this, Toto," she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. "Please."

God, how can he ever leave her behind. he can't deny her any wish. Sex with her had been on his mind for so long and now she was sitting here on his lap, probably the most beautiful woman in the world, asking him for sex. How could he ever deny. "Your wish is my command." 

She lifted her hips slightly and opened his towel, his erection already jumping out at her. Her eyes never leaving his. She guided him gently, positioning herself over him, her hands trembling with anticipation. Stroking his dick a few times,  already making him moan for her.

Pushing her string to the side, his tip positioned at her entrance, she lowered herself slowly, taking him inch by inch, savoring the sensation of him filling her completely. Fuck, every time this gets better. 

Toto's hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. "God, Joanne," he groaned, his eyes rolling back as he felt her warmth enveloping him. "You feel so good."

She began to move, setting a slow, deliberate pace, her movements fluid and sensual. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, a slow dance of passion and intensity. Each movement was intentional, each touch filled with meaning. Toto's hands roamed over her body, caressing her back, her breasts, her hips, as if trying to memorize every curve, every tattoo, every second of this.

Joanne leaned down, capturing his lips in a deep, passionate kiss. "You're driving me crazy," she whispered against his lips, her voice trembling with the intensity of her emotions. "I need you so much."

Toto's response was a low, guttural moan, his hands pulling her closer, as if he couldn't get enough of her. "You make me throw away all my basic principals," he replied, his voice thick with desire. 

Joanne closed her eyes, her hips rocked against him, hear pace quickening as she felt the waves of pleasure building inside her. 

"Look at me." Toto takes her head in his hands, his lips brushing over hers, "Look at me, Jo." She did as he ordered.

"Toto", she moaned, "Toto, I - Fuck." Gasps left her lips and her breath shortened, as she gripped his shoulders, digging her nails into his skin. 

He responded by thrusting up into her, his movements synchronized with hers, driving them both closer to the edge. 

"Fuck.Fuck.Fuck.Fu-"

With a final, shuddering breath, Joanne let herself go, the pleasure washing over her in powerful waves. She pressed her lips on his and kept riding her orgasm out on him. She was shaking, her movement unsteady, she was clinging around him causing Toto to follow her own orgasm short after. 

His own release crashing over him and she finally collapsed onto his chest. Toto pulled her into a close hug. They clung to each other, their bodies entwined, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. His cock inside of her still twitching.

Toto rested his forehead against hers, their lips brushing in soft, tender kisses. She does not want him to leave her now. She does not want to feel empty.

"That," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper, "was better than heroin. Baby you are better than drugs." 

Small beads of sweat dripped from her forehead, and she had that post-orgasm glow again that he loved so much about her. For a brief moment, she seemed so real, so approachable. 

Toto smiled, his hands gently caressing her back. "Yes, it was," he agreed, his voice filled with contentment. "And now, I really don't want to leave."

Joanne smiled, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. "We should have done that sooner. Jesus, I love when you fuck me senseless, when you spank me and make me beg for live but this - this was fucking  amazing."

"If you didn't have to go back to New York tonight, I'd say tonight again."

"If you didn't have this race today , I'd say again now." She grins at him.

"I'm afraid you're right, I have to go now." Toto got up and started getting ready in the bathroom and Joanne was now alone on the bed. 

"New rule, darling," Toto called out from the bathroom, "we're going to keep doing this until someone figures it out. Deal."

"Deal." Then she got up and opened the door as there was a knock. Finally, room service with breakfast.