𝕀 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦/ LANDO NORRIS FANFICTION

𝕃𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕀𝕟 𝕐𝕠𝕦 (smut chapter)

(Smut chapterrr)

---𝕍𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕒𝕟𝕒'𝕤 ℙ𝕆𝕍---

The next morning, I wake up wrapped in Lando's arms, his warm breath gently brushing the back of my neck. For a moment, I forget the weight of yesterday's news. All I can focus on is the steady rise and fall of his chest against my back, the safety and comfort of his embrace. His arms tighten slightly around me, as if he knows I'm awake.

"Morning," he murmurs, his voice still thick with sleep.

"Morning," I reply, shifting slightly to turn and face him. His sleepy smile greets me, and despite everything, I find myself smiling back.

"You okay?" he asks, brushing a strand of hair from my face.

"Yeah," I whisper, though I'm not sure if it's true. But in this moment, I want to believe it.

Lando's hand trails down my arm, gentle and reassuring, but as his touch lingers on my hip, I can feel a shift in the air between us. His eyes darken slightly, and my heart begins to race.

Without saying a word, he leans in, capturing my lips in a slow, deep kiss. I melt into him, my hands finding their way to his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin under my fingers. His lips are soft, but the kiss grows more heated, more desperate. I can feel the tension between us building as his hand slides under the fabric of my shirt, exploring the curves of my body.

I pull him closer, needing to feel every inch of him against me. He responds by slipping his hand lower, teasing the edge of my underwear. A soft moan escapes my lips as his fingers brush against me, sending a wave of pleasure through my body.

"Tell me what you want," he whispers against my skin, his voice low and full of desire.

I can't focus on anything else but Lando—the way his hands move over my body with purpose, the way his lips leave a trail of heat down my neck. He shifts, rolling me onto my back, and his body presses against mine, every inch of him igniting a fire beneath my skin.

His fingers move lower, teasing me as he holds my gaze, his eyes filled with hunger. I arch into him, desperate for more, and he smirks, knowing exactly what he's doing to me.

"Lando, please," I breathe, my voice full of need.

Without hesitation, he slides my underwear down and tosses it aside, his fingers finally finding me, pressing exactly where I need him most. The sensation is overwhelming, and I gasp, my hands clutching the sheets beneath me.

His touch is slow at first, deliberate, drawing out my pleasure until I can't take it anymore. My back arches, and I moan his name, urging him to go faster. He obliges, increasing the pace, pushing me closer to the edge.

"Look at me," he whispers, his voice hoarse. I meet his gaze, and the intensity in his eyes is almost too much to bear.

My body starts to tremble as I near the point of no return, and Lando knows it. He leans down, capturing my lips in a bruising kiss just as I come undone beneath him, my body shuddering with pleasure.

Lando's kiss consumes me, igniting every nerve ending as waves of pleasure wash over me. I feel like I'm floating, lost in a sea of sensation, my body responding to him instinctively.

"Viviana," he murmurs against my lips, his voice a husky whisper that sends shivers down my spine. He pulls away slightly, his gaze searching mine for any hint of hesitation. I see the concern in his eyes, the fierce protectiveness that makes my heart swell.

"Don't stop," I plead, my breath coming in quick gasps. The weight of the world fades, leaving only this moment—just him and me, tangled together in this intimate dance.