Sitting In Traffic | Formula 1

Chapter 116- Mile High

Riley was sitting on Max's jet comfortably for the nearly 7 hour flight to Baku. Max had asked Daniel to find a different way to Baku, to truly have a minute of alone time with Riley. It wasn't that Daniel was always around, but they had to lock themselves up in her room for privacy. Max was trying to make a drink for himself once they were high enough in the sky they could walk around.

"Riles" Max said, not knowing he already had Riley's full attention, "Do you want something"

"No I'm alright" She said, getting up from her seat quietly, it wasn't like the pilots would hear them, but she didn't want to be a disturbance. "I think if I drink on here, especially after Friday I'll hurl"

"Then I'll just put this away" He said, looking at the bottle of gin he had out before putting it back.

Riley had already begun pressing soft kisses against Max's jaw. Her arms were wrapped around his torso, holding onto him as the plane moved throughout the sky.

"Let's go to the back" Max suggested, rubbing his hand soothingly over Riley's back.

"All the way?" She asked, Riley normally didn't venture around on the jet. She liked where she sat so she stuck with it, every now and then, especially on the overly long flights she'd lay down on the couches in the back cabin.

That normally happened when she was going to America. Other than that, the short 2 hour flights she stayed in her seat.

"All the way" He nodded, following Riley away from the cockpit.

Riley grabbed her blanket from where she was originally seated, and made her way to the back while Max searched through one of his bags. Riley asked to join the 'mile high club' more often than not. She hadn't mentioned it at all recently, which Max was surprised about. It was an idea Max was never too sure about, only because they always had friends on board with them. But now, they were alone.

Riley was already laying down by the time Max walked into the cabin. She didn't realize Max had an actual reason for going to the back of the plane, she assumed he wanted to sit somewhere more comfortable. She was lying under her blanket, scrolling on her phone while Max looked dumbfounded, feeling like he didn't know how to initiate anything with her.

"Did you want to cuddle or something?" Riley glanced up at him after he stood in the same place for a while.

"I mean I guess" He said, stepping out of his shoes and placing them next to Riley's.

Riley moved all the way back on the couch and lifted the blanket for Max to get under. Max laid down carefully and slid his arm under Riley's waist, feeling the blanket cover him as-well when Riley put her arms over his shoulders. Max buried his face in the crook of her neck, hearing Riley's phone going off quietly while she looked at it over his shoulder.

Riley felt it when Max started doing his signature kiss on her shoulder, but she didn't think anything of it. She carried on with what she was doing, rubbing her fingers through the hair on the back of Max's neck, every now and then placing a kiss on his temple.

"Max I haven't even touched you-" Riley laughed, feeling him through his sweatpants while Max slipped his hands up the back of her shirt.

"Look-" Max lifted his face with reddened cheeks, "It's the head scratches Rye"

"You should've said something" She slid her hand out of his hair to his neck, "I would've stopped- do you need space"

"Riles-" Max sighed, rubbing her sides gently, "There's a reason I wanted to come back here"

"Are you going to verbalize that reason or keep poking me and hope I notice" She teased, dropping her phone on the ground and putting her hand on Max's jaw. Max stayed quiet as the tops of his ears got red, which shocked Riley. "Max are you nervous-"