Fast Lanes and Headlines - Toto Wolff

In the back seat

I had written this chapter back in November 2024 but didn't know where to place it so I had to lead the story in the way that they end up in the backseat of that car.
Have fun... this is smut btw😀 yes 2000 words of probably badly written smut

I promise I didn't know where I would end up when I put on this dress but now I'm grateful. Currently, it's bunched up around my stomach, leaving me in my underwear on Totos lab. His head is buried in my neck but I need more

"I need more"

"And I need you''

My hands trail down his shirt and when I reach his belt, he lets me.

"Can I?"

"Yes you can Mila"

My trembling fingers try to unbuckle his belt and he watches me but he doesn't stress me and lets me do. It doesn't feel as rushed as the two times we had made out and I'm less nervous even though we are about to go way further than just making out. Finally, I get to opening his pants but he stops me and searches for my eyes.

"You know I want this Mila but you sure you want to do this here"

He's speaking about the fact that we are in a car but I don't care at this point. I can't wait anymore. I've waited long enough for what I want and now that the thing I want is right in front of me, I'll take and not let go.

"I don't care where, I care about when and when is now"

"Alright"

Guys I'm scared of Pen!s🤺and I'm cringing

He lets me continue and even lifts his hips. That way, I can pull down his pants and boxers. Toto is already hard and I suddenly realize what we are about to do.

I've felt need before but never like this. Nervous embarrassment stains my cheeks red.

I don't want to let myself think about it too much before lifting my hips and positioning myself over him. My underwear just pulled to the side instead of taking them off, I lower myself onto him with my hands on his shoulders. His head tips back and rest against the headrest of the backseat as I sink onto him. My whole body feels like it's been set on fire, and his hands on my hips feel like ice. It's a strong contrast, adding even more sensations. My walls clench around him as I push down, my body unused to the foreign intrusion. Still, it feels incredible. It takes every ounce of my will to let my body slowly adjust to his size and not to just slump down and take him fully. With each inch, my back arches further and my whimpers turn into moans. I can feel Toto holding back because he wants it as badly as I do. A low groan comes out of him and in response I press down further, leading him to make further noises. I want to drink up each sound he makes and I want more.

My heartbeat turns frantic as I bend my knees further to feel him deeper. My hands move up his neck and into his hair. I pull close and kiss him. First slowly and then more eagerly. With him fully buried in me, I feel a sudden need of closeness, of contact and love. My hips lift again and I can hardly contain myself at the loss of him buried inside me.

"Fuck"

I almost scream out as I drop back down taking him in one go.

"Shit Mila"

His voice sounds rough, deep and it's like a warning.

It feels so right. Every thing feel so fucking right. Slowly I settle into a comfortable rhythm and as the pleasure builds, my head drops to his shoulders. To support me, his hands grip my hips and lift me up and down. I believe I could just let go and he would be able to move me all by himself but it's not enough. With each motion, I also roll my hip forward and I pick up speed. The car fills with a mix of noise and it feels like my heart adapts to us. To our Rhythm. One we might regret later but I believe that neither of us is even capable of even thinking about something like that right now. My thoughts are clouded and all I can feel is the need running through my veins, controlling me.