Royal Speed | Leclerc & Verstappen

74 | perfect

-/- Netherlands 2022 - race break -/-

When I woke up this morning Max wasn't laying next to me any more and it was probably for the best as my body was already shaking and my chest was moving pretty quick as I was that nervous for today.

As it had gotten pretty late yesterday and we didn't set an alarm for today, I wasn't surprised that it almost midday when I looked at my phone. The 5th of September, I would always remember that day, hopefully in a positive way.

There was still the chance that he would say no and my little voice inside always brought that up, even there was no hint for it, as Max was ready to end his career after this season and he always said he couldn't wait to be my husband.

Speaking of, the moment I wanted to swing my legs out of the bed, the Dutchman entered the room, instantly smiling as he saw me awake. I also stopped in my movement as he still wasn't wearing a shirt and god, who could I be so stunned every time I see his thick muscles and tanned abs. Especially his biceps were to die for.

"See something you like?" Max nudged me as he walked over, taking a seat on the edge of the bed right next to me, "Good morning my love, slept well?"

"Hm." was all I managed to return, hardly trying to look at his face.

Max only giggled at my loss of words before he leaned in and captured my lips in a sweet kiss. Or he intended to make it sweet, but the moment I tasted his tongue with my own, it was over for me and all the missed sexual activities from the weekend overcame me.

Quickly I climbed onto his lap, Max now even complaining, only moaning into my mouth, especially as I pressed my hips against his.

"Liefje." the Dutchman breathed heavily, slightly detaching himself from me, "My sister made some late breakfast for us."

"Hm." I returned, not really paying attention to his intention of shoving me further down his legs, "I'd rather have you for my breakfast."

Max, but also myself, were surprised by that words and I giggled against his lips, realizing how much dirty talk I had learned from him.

"She's waiting for us, and Leo is also already awake, playing catch with Luka and Lio." the Dutchman chuckled, trying once again to stop me.

But I simply smirked down at him, especially as I felt his dick growing against the inside of my thigh. I knew exactly how I would be able to convince him.

"Please babe, let me at least suck you off." I begged, making big puppy eyes while riding my hips further against his, causing Max a sighed that sounded more like a groan.

"Fine, but be quick we really don't have much time." he then said and I didn't need another invite, slowly sliding off his thighs, down to the carpet before I pulled his shorts and underwear down, the hard length jumping out.

We never really had sex these last weeks as there wasn't a good moment or situation and I also wanted to keep it something special until we're married. Technically we didn't even had sex yet, these two times could barely count.

Thinking that my cheeks blushed as I thought about the moment in Monaco where I had begged Max to go harder, to destroy me, how our moans had filled the room, his hand around my throat. Nothing, right?

But giving each other head was a completely different thing and I now was proud to say that I was at least a little experienced, at least max had always enjoyed it a lot. No matter if it was at the palace, in his drivers room or his car.

"By the way I have reserved the table at the restaurant we talked about yesterday." Max said while I was slowly starting to stroke his length.

"Perfect, thank you." I returned, smiling at the thought of our date later today.