Starting from the Pit lane - Lewis Hamilton

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Lewis ran as if he had some spirit behind him chasing him. Not only did he come first but he got the extra point for the fastest lap.
In the cooling room Lewis didn't say a word, he passively watched the replay of the race while holding his head. He was so focused that Max, second qualifier, complimented him and he didn't hear it. Toto had to take him back and made him apologize, luckily Max had assumed it was because of the emotion and the adrenaline rush. They made peace immediately as soon as they stepped off the podium.
The podium!
During the awards ceremony Lewis celebrated as if it had been his very first victory in Formula One and from the podium he looked up at Melissa, already thinking about everything she would let herself do that evening. He didn't see her because of the sparkling wine that made his eyelashes heavy, closing his eyelids. He raised the trophy to the sky and shouted in ecstasy.
The best trophy he raised that evening, however, was Melissa.

He carried her bridal-style down the hall and into his hotel room.
"I've waited months for this" he said panting.
Melissa kissed him softly, she had lost track of time with him. She caressed his back and slowly took off his shirt. She started stroking him and Lewis panted in her ear.
-I've imagined this moment in my head so many times... and, God, it's even more beautiful in person- he smiled with his eyes closed, overwhelmed by pleasure. Melissa giggled with satisfaction, she too had replayed his caresses and the dream of that night in her mind.
They kissed passionately and Lewis wrapped her in a strong hug -but now you can't say no to me anymore-
-Oh no?-
-No, tonight you are mine. Only mine, all mine. Then I sweated that pole position and you promised me that you would do anything, remember? You have no idea how many things came to mind- he kissed her gently -before, on the podium. You don't know how many positions I imagined you in- he gasped -the desire I have to squeeze your love handles, to push you against me, pull your hair and hear you pray for me smashing you even harder...- he kissed her neck softly -I had never had so many problems containing myself somewhere in public. On the podium, on front of everyone and recorded by international television was a bigger challenge- they chuckled.
He was on top of her, kissing her and caressing her skin while Melissa was gently moaning.
The hotel room was quite big, with very few lights on and an amazing view on the city. It was night outside, pitch black with all the city's lights turned on making the atmosphere magic.
Melissa kissed his neck and chest, caressing his vigours arms and back. She looked up at him and caressed his six pack, Lewis looked down on her with an impatient smile. He took her hand and caressed it, brought towards his mouth and kissed it.
She took of his belt and opened the zip of his trousers, Lewis made her lied down and kissed her while he was lowering his bottoms.
Melissa sighed impatiently. She looked down, curious, and her eyes widened.

-What's up'? First time with a real man?- he giggled and then moistened his lips -Spread your legs, princess-
Melissa obeyed, lying under him and making room for him. Lewis caressed her to make sure she was ready, sighed and then looked into her eyes -You belong to me now- he held himself up on his palms and knees.
He slowly entered her and moaned loudly. Melissa arched her back beneath him in pleasure. He vigorously took one of her hips and pushed his pelvis all the way inside her, savoring every single moment of pleasure with her. He began to find his tempo, gradually increasing the speed. The boards began to creak, Lewis kissed her neck and then her chest, torturing her nipples with his tongue and teeth. He went crazy seeing her flesh move at the same time as his, her voice filling his ears and feeling her legs intertwined behind his back.
He increased his speed and force making her sink into the sheets, also forcing her to increase the volume of her voice.
-R- ra a-a-a- she tried to say something but the fast thrusts and the pleasure cut off her voice -slow down, Lewis! We are being too loud!-
-I don't even think about it- he said confidently -I'm a Formula One driver, you know I like to go fast! But don't even think it will be fast. I'm enjoying every moment tonight- he raised the arm he was holding himself with and caressed her body all over. He decided to hold her thighs and support himself only on his knees and pushed her with so much force that the headboard rattled.
-Yes, good little one. Scream my name- he moaned above her -Say my name- he repeated in ecstasy.
Melissa reached out and squeezed his forearms. She came screaming his name and Lewis smiled at her with satisfaction -Three times already, I'm starting to get to know you well- he kissed her neck.
He couldn't stop kissing every millimetre of her body, caressing her. He made her come three times already and he felt like the strongest man in the world.
-Don't think we are done. Now on your knees baby-

[...]

The following morning Lewis went down to the hotel bar to get breakfast to take to his room, the phone didn't work and he hadn't been able to call reception to ask for room service but he didn't mind going for a walk.
He took a tray where he put some croissants, a couple of juices, two coffees... he wasn't sure what she liked so he took a bit of everything. He accidentally passed the four tables where his colleagues were.
There was a loud applause -Bravo!- someone shouted.
He turned and saw his colleagues, they burst out laughing but then he understood why.
Melissa was right behind him, dressed casually with still smeared makeup and messy hair –I would have loved to have "a real breakfast" with you-
-okay, I'll add a chair. Bring this over to George, I'll be right there- he handed her the tray.
-But...-
Lewis waited for her to finish the sentence.
-Do you think everyone heard?-
-Yes-
-What a shame!- she blushed.
-You were so loud that the whole building heard you but it would be a shame to have such an exceptional night and not let anyone know!- he chuckled, taking her chin between his thumb and forefinger.

-Look, you were louder!- Pierre could be heard in the background.
-Idiot!- laughed the dark-haired man.
-I know what I heard!- he retorted
Melissa laughed serenely and put the tray on the table and sat between George and Pierre. She smiled shyly, slightly embarrassed but happy.