Sitting In Traffic | Formula 1

Chapter 165- M & R On Gold

Riley and Max had a name picked out by December 18th, nearly a week after the FIA Ceremony. Max had barely let Riley out of his sight since they've landed, he'd buy her flowers whenever he went out, which had eventually got excessive and Riley asked him to stop. She appreciated them, but she had no where to put them all. She started drying out some of the flower petals to preserve them, thinking they could use them for the wedding in Greece.

They ended up putting the championship trophy on the fireplace mantle after Ava gave her input. Riley didn't mind it there, but she knew that it wouldn't stay there forever.

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"Welcome home!" Riley said loudly from her bathroom when she heard Max walk into their bedroom. He had been out with Daniel the past few hours after Riley requested time alone. "Is Daniel coming over before we leave this week?"

"Riles, he's coming to the wedding" Max appeared in the doorway with yet another bouquet of flowers in his hands.

"He is?" Riley looked at him, sighing when she saw what he was holding. "More flowers?"

"It's the last one" Max walked towards the filled bathtub Riley was sitting in and handed the flowers to her, pecking her lips lightly in the process.

"Come in" Riley mumbled, holding the back of Max's neck when she tilted her chin up to press her lips against his again. "Put the flowers on the counter and come in"

"Mhm" Max hummed, taking a step back with the bouquet in hand.

"Lock the door" Riley told him, watching Max slip his shirt off as he walked away.

"You're being so demanding" Max joked, closing the bathroom door and clicking the lock.

"I am not" She smiled, pushing her hair over her shoulders. "You don't have to get in"

"But I want to" Max was already unzipping his jeans when he walked to the closet door connecting to the bathroom, making sure that Riley had locked it earlier. "I really want to"

"Oh please-" She rolled her eyes, pulling some of the bubbles that were floating on the waters surface to her chest. Max slid off his pants and his boxers, leaving them in a pile on the floor while he got into the tub across from Riley. "Sooo"

"Are you going to come closer or stay right there" Max kept his eyes on her, feeling Riley's hands hold the back of his calf's.

"I haven't decided" She told him, watching his eyes flicker up and down when she leaned forwards.

"But you're thinking?" Max asked, leaning in slightly until Riley pressed her foot in the middle of his chest and abdomen and pushed him back slowly. Max's shoulders fell when he looked at her, watching her smile at him. Max ran his fingers through his hair, dampening it with the water.

"I'm considering" She nodded, feeling Max's hand hold her ankle when she began to pull away from him. She squealed quietly and grabbed the bathtubs ledge when Max pulled her leg closer to him. "Are you trying to drown me!?" She asked, pulling her leg back carefully, "I feel like you are"

"Come closer" Max mumbled while Riley laid her arms on the ledge. He brushed his fingers against hers multiple times, watching her think about her next move. "Riley" He whispered, feeling her entangle her fingers with his. Max watched as she sat up more, getting a glimpse of her chest when the water had moved. "Fuck" Max sank in the water and laid his head on the ledge of the tub while feeling himself harden. "Fuck"