Royal Speed | Leclerc & Verstappen

86 | our love

-/- Monaco 2022 - wedding night -/-

The music slowly got more quiet before the song ended. Max and I were the last two people on the dancefloor as everybody had gone home already. My head was laying against his chest while I had my eyes closed, taking in every breath, every heartbeat of him.

Carefully I then detached myself a little so that I could look up at Max how was warmly smiling down at me. Without a word I stretched my neck and met his lips with mine. What started as an innocent dance of our lips, slowly turned into more.

With my hands in his neck I pulled him closer, arching my back into his body while Max's hands found their way under my dress shirt, digging his fingers into my waist while pressing my body against his.

"Take me to our royal bedroom my husband." I breathed against his lips, which caused the Dutchman a grin.

"There's nothing I would like to do more." he returned before his hand slid down my waist, over my arm until he intertwined our fingers, seductively biting his bottom lip while he lead me out of the ballroom.

We already undressed ourselves with our eyes on the way upstairs, my heart melting under his ocean blue ones while the excitement rushed down. The whole day been so amazing, but also so overwhelming that I didn't really had any expectation for what would follow now.

But as the door fell shut behind us and Max pressed me against the wood, I was reminded once again of what I liked, and I liked exactly this, him being the dominant one. Especially the crown on his head was turning me on like crazy, as he had stepped out of a wild fantasy of mine.

But this was real, he was real, our marriage and the fact that he was now the prince of Monaco on my side.

"Fuck, I've waited for that the whole evening." Max groaned as his lips attacked my neck, licking and biting every naked spot he found, while he slurred, "What do you want my Charlie baby?"

Gosh, his dirty talk was once again doing things to me and I unintentionally arched my back away from the door and against his body.

"I want you to tie me up, use that wedding tie of yours to blindfold me before you fuck me like a good prince should, own me, show me that I belong to you, that I'm yours, my husband." I moaned in return.

My head thrown back against the wood, heavily breathing while I felt Max's tongue playing with my earlobe.

"Gosh, be careful what you wish for, cause once I'm done with you, you won't be able to walk for a week." the Dutchman breathed into my ear, making my legs all shaky with his words.

But luckily Max held me on my waist, holding me quite forcefully against his own body, his huge bugle already pressing hard into my stomach.

"Please." I whined, rubbing my clothed cock against his thigh for some kind of friction.

"Normally I would tell you to be patient, but hell I can't wait myself, fuck." Max groaned and quickly pulled my dress shirt off my body, the trousers followed soon after.

He then told me to climb on the bed already while he buttoned his shirt open, undressing it like his trousers, revealing his black boxershorts that was laying tight around his big private parts. Meanwhile I had positioned myself on our huge king size bed, already stretching my arms up to the headrest.