Formula 1 | One Shots

The Edge 🔥 | George Russell

This story was requested by reader: Evie91414 

⚠️ 18+ spicy scene, almost no plot (skip if you don't want to read)
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The air was warm and the sun was high in the sky. George and Evie had spent the entire morning on his yacht, in a secluded cove off the coast of Greece. The white cliffs rose behind them, dotted with wild olive trees and glowing softly in the afternoon light.

They'd been exploring the clear blue water together, diving off the side of the yacht. Evie swam effortlessly, laughing each time George tried, and failed, to catch her. She moved like a graceful mermaid.

As she climbed back onto the boat, droplets of water stuck to her tanned skin, glowing under the bright sun. George found himself caught, entirely mesmerized. Evie was beautiful, yes, but there was something else, something he couldn't quite describe. Maybe it was the way the sunlight reflected of of her golden hair, casting a halo around her, or the way her skin seemed to shine as the beads of water rolled down her body. Whatever it was, George couldn't look away.

Evie caught him staring and tilted her head with a playful smile. "What?" she teased, pretending to be oblivious, though she knew exactly what she was doing to him.

"God sweetheart, you're...stunning," George replied, his voice low and sincere. She laughed softly, her cheeks turning red slightly at his compliment.

Without breaking eye contact, he reached out, pulling her closer. He wrapped his arms around her waist, his hands warm against her. She fit perfectly against him, as though made to be there. Slowly, he lowered his head, brushing his lips against her shoulder, tasting the salt of the sea on her skin. He could feel her heartbeat quicken, could feel the way her body softened against him in response.

"You know," George mused, turning his head to look at her, "days like this, makes me wish time could just slow down. No races, no schedules. Just this. Just us."

Evie tilted her head, looking up to his eyes. "Yeah, me too. It's nice to just...be, you know? Just us and the sea."

George felt a spark as he met Evie's gaze, their playful vibe shifting into something more intense. His eyes again roamed over her figure in her tiny red bikini, admiring every curve. He couldn't help but give her a seductive look, the corners of his lips turning up into a mischievous smile.

Evie, sensing the change, felt her heartbeat quicken. She could feel George's eyes on her, the way they seemed to undress her even more than the bikini did. A rush of confidence surged through her and she decided to have a little fun with the moment. She loved the way he made her feel.

She pulled away from him, reaching for the hose on the deck. She turned it on and let the cool water cascade down over her, relishing the feeling. She took her time, purposefully letting the water flow slowly down her arms and across her shoulders. Every droplet glistened as it slid down her skin and she could feel George's eyes intensely focused on her.

With a knowing smile, Evie tilted her head back, allowing the water to drench her hair before she turned to face him. She could see the way George's expression shifted, his lips parting slightly as he took in the sight before him. The energy between them crackled and Evie knew he was a goner.

"Enjoying the show?" she called out teasingly.

George leaned against the yacht's railing, a confident smirk playing on his lips. "I can't help it. You make it pretty hard to look away."

With a laugh, Evie playfully moved the hose in his direction, spraying him slightly. "Maybe I should wash you off too, dirty boy," she teased, enjoying their flirty banter.