Starting from the Pit lane - Lewis Hamilton

Second part

The race began and Melissa was sure she hadn't said a word out loud in the last 24 hours. She watched the race from the screens and after the 30th lap it started to rain. The race was very interesting for the fans but a real nightmare for Melissa, who feared for the lives of the drivers. There were no serious accidents, just a couple of cars that had failed to steer into corners and had caught their tires on the side of the track. She noticed that Lewis had managed to recover, he had scored a couple of points but the podium was still far away.
When the riders were returning to the paddock Melissa ran out to join Lewis. Because of the rain he didn't notice it but he passed her.
-Where are you going in such a hurry?- she turned and saw him at the top of the stairs she had just gone down.
-I was looking for you-
-You passed me by-
-Well clearly I didn't see you, it's raining cats and dogs. I can barely hear your voice!- she opened her arms resignedly.
-Do you want to stay there and swiffer and absorb the rain or come inside and change-
-I don't have change with me!- she said opening the bag sarcastically and to show him that she had nothing inside. Just the glasses case, a hair clip, a small pencil case, a thong, the pen, the notebook...
a thong?
Lewis went down a few steps and put his hands in her bag, Melissa instinctively stood up confused as to what she was doing. He took her panties from her bag and waved them in front of her –What are these?-
Melissa blushed. She was completely soaked, she was dripping and still raining and she was as still as an ice statue. –I'd say it's a pair of underwear- she said, trembling both from embarrassment and from the cold.
-You're telling me that you came here now without underwear because before...-
-No!- she interrupted him –I can guarantee you that I have them on me now- she had forgotten them in her bag for who knows how many days now. She had so much work to do and things to think about that she had completely forgotten about something so unusual: taking her underwear out of the bag she carried with her every day for work.
Lewis turned angrily and started to leave and she chased him up the steps into the rain. He was so nervous that he was still holding her underwear.
Melissa slid forward like a cooked pear and the man whirled towards her. He tried to catch her but couldn't reach it in time.
-You and these damned heels even in the rain-
-It wasn't raining this morning when I went out- she said in pain, took deep breaths and tried not to think about the pain.

He bent down to her height and put his hands on her shoulders to help her up and their faces were a few millimeters apart.
They gave each other a kiss, it was something so natural that they only realized it after they broke away. They looked at each other for a second. Lewis still had her thong in his hand through all this, he shyly handed it back to her. They looked into each other's eyes again and gave each other another kiss sitting on the stairs while it rained.
-Can you get up?- he helped her and made her limp to the door. They were dripping like two old sponges.
Everyone on the team wondered what had happened but given their condition they didn't ask questions so as not to make them angry. They locked themselves in the locker room and Lewis gave her a change. Melissa didn't want to change but he turned his back and made her understand that he wouldn't turn around to peek.
Melissa contemplated the huge tattoo on his back
-So are you done? Can I turn around?- he asked while she hadn't actually started yet.
She put on his clothes and wrung out her old clothes in the bathroom sink. She desperately needed to take them to the cleaners.
They stopped for a second and looked into each other's eyes without saying a word. They kissed again. They couldn't contain themselves. Lewis held her in a hug that he couldn't break free from even if he used all his strength, but that wasn't a problem because he didn't want to do it.
-You could have let me peek- he whispered to her.
Melissa wet her lips –You've already seen my panties– she giggled.
-These?- he showed her the thong he stole while she was changing -Nice but I can buy you something better- he waved them in her face and then put them in his cargo pockets. He smiled wryly and chuckled.
He caressed her hips and then her ass as he continued to kiss her and make space in her mouth. She gasped between smacks and smiled at her every time he pulled away. He couldn't get away from her. He just didn't understand what that naughty little Italian was doing to him. It may have been the charm of exotic beauty, perhaps, but it was a fact that they had already been glued together for ten minutes.
If Melissa's disappearance did not attract attention, the same could not be said of Lewis's. A driver who disappears for ten minutes after a race and arrives late for events is very surprising.

Bono entered the locker room and clearly heard a woman gasping.
He closed the locker room door behind him and in a fairly loud tone of voice said:-Lewis, sorry but we can't wait any longer. Again, I'm sorry but you have to leave. Don't worry, whatever you're doing I didn't see anything. I'll wait for you out here.- and went out as promised.
Lewis pulled away from Melissa with the same annoyed look a child makes when his lollipop is taken away. He gave her another quick kiss and gently caressed her cheek, looked at her with that usual look full of desire and sighed. –I'm not really in a state to go out but apparently I don't have much choice- Melissa looked down and noticed the lump on his pants. She caressed his chest and watched his braids drip as he walked out of the locker room.