Starting from the Pit lane - Lewis Hamilton

3, maybe 4 if you collaborate

Melissa had followed Lewis to Abu Dhabi, in reality they hadn't touched each other since their holiday in Holland even though they shared the same hotel room until that day.
They hugged, kissed and slept intertwined but developed their sentimental intimacy. Deep down they wanted each other but they had other things to discuss.
-Lewis- they were curled up on the bed while looking at the ceiling –I wanted to apologize also for what I said to you at the airport-.
Lewis turned to her, he was stroking her long straight hair for the first time since she hadn't curled it.
-I didn't want to force you to come and live in Italy, I just wanted reassurance about my future-
-Don't worry, I understood it. More than anything, how did you understand it?- he joked.
-I have a cousin who is a saint, talking about it with her, we understood what you had understood and what I had actually said. I just wanted some certainty to hold on to, in my head it was inconceivable to date someone while traveling around the world living in two different states or even two different continents-
-I thought you would follow me around the world-
-Which is so different from moving into a house together, right?-
-One by one, ball in the centre- he sneered –In my imagination you would have followed me around the world, to the Grands Prix and honestly I hadn't thought further. I stopped first, I didn't think too far ahead. I was scared when you said those things about getting a house in Italy but I was even more annoyed when you told me that you were afraid I might interfere with your career and ruin it. Do you really think I would be capable of it?-
-No, I do not think so. Fear jumped over me and the thought came naturally but I don't think it, I don't see you. It was an irrational thought that attacked me. Excuse me-
Lewis looked at her sweetly and gave her a kiss on the forehead, held her close and enjoyed that moment of sweetness. Melissa caressed his braids and contoured his lips with the tip of her finger, he smiled at her and placed himself on top of her. He looked at her as if she were a painting, she was his Venus and he was lucky enough to have painted her on his sheets.

-Aren't you hot in your sweatshirt?-
- I'm wearing shorts underneath and I'm under the covers because it's cold. Very cold- she smiled.
-You're not entirely wrong but I was looking for an excuse to make you take it off- he clung to her, burying his face in her chest –how soft you are but...- Melissa giggled -...you don't have a bra or am I wrong?-
-No, I took it off last night to sleep and didn't put it on this morning-
-How can you tell me these things?- he provoked her, slightly lifting the edge of her sweatshirt and then kissing her belly. Melissa smiled, biting her lip.
He gave her a light hickey on the belly below her belly button –you know I love your Mediterranean bacon– and left a bruise.
-Lewis!!!- she looked down and laughed, he gently took his head to remove it from her belly and continued laughing.
-Yes?- he also chuckled, meeting her gaze.
Melissa threw herself on top of him and Lewis let himself be rolled over and found her on top of him. She left a bite at the base of his neck, just above his collarbone.
-Come on, Lis, mine is barely visible and in a hidden spot!-

-Just say that you burned yourself with the iron and don't mention my name-
-If they asked me I would say straight away that it was you and then it's also obvious-
-You say?-

-C'mon- he smiled at her –for two and a half months we were "arguing" flirting, they can't wait for us to make it official and you should have heard what George told me about you!-
-What was he telling you?- the Italian joked.
-That he was tired of hearing us argue and that I had to take the initiative, that you had it written on our faces that you were attracted to me...-
-But it's not true!-
-But yes! If it's any consolation, he said the same thing about me, that I looked at you as if I were about to kiss you even with my helmet on-
-He was right-
Lewis smiled at her and wet his lips. He kissed her and then told her -now I can finally do it as many times as I want- and left a trail of kisses all over her neck, biting it.
He caressed the inside of her thigh while kissing her softly –you know right that you have to go back to the garage in 10 minutes?- she said kindly.
-Yes, I have time to make you come three times, four if you cooperate-
He began to caress her under the fabric of her panties, kissing her neck in the meantime and then let two fingers slide inside her. He made her moan, lifted her sweatshirt and kissed her breasts.
–Are they bigger?-
-Maybe because I'm getting my period-
-I'm going crazy, you've always been curvy but this will make my head fall out of the clouds-
Meanwhile, Melissa had already reached her climax but Lewis hadn't stopped -I... I'm done-
-I know-
-You didn't even take it out for a second-
-I told you I have time to make you come at least three times, I'm not going to go out until I hear you pray me... or beg me-
Lewis was leaning on his side, as if he were on a Roman triclinium, as he kissed his girlfriend intensely and caressed her wherever and however she became the noisiest. Melissa covered her mouth by herself and in that moment of silence only the sound of her nature could be heard.
-No, I want to hear you. Take that hand away or I'll take mine away - the dark-haired winked.
Melissa complied, moaning.
-Good girl- he whispered on her neck before kissing it softly.
The girl reached her climax again and begged him to give her a moment's respite -I'm exhausted, give me a minute-
-No, in three minutes I should be in the garage and I'm still here in my pajamas and I promised you a third round-
He applied much more pressure than the first two times and had no intention of leaving until he had kept his promise. The Englishman's phone started ringing, they were calling him because they couldn't find him anywhere but Lewis was too focused on his loot. He had waited months to have her at his complete disposal and he certainly wouldn't let that precious moment slip away.
-Now, be a good girl, come for me baby-
Melissa held onto his trained arms and arched her hips naturally, moaned a plea and closed her eyes to let herself go to the pleasure.
Lewis smiled satisfied.
-Everyone will be pissed about my lateness but it was worth it-