Formula 1 - One Shots [First Book]

How Deep Is Your Love - {Artem Markelov}

A/N: How much I love Artem 😍😍 happy with this request by EmilyJanuzaj ! 💖

Warning: Slight mention of sexual intimacy, but not like y'all are used of my smuts 😂

Lyrics of the song How Deep Is Your Love by Martin Garrix ft Disciples is between brackets.

There he was again, the super cute and handsome Russian F2 driver. You came here in Bahrain for Formula 1, but your weekend ticket gave you access to the other races held there as well.

During the feature race last night Artem had won and he got drunk at the popular club, spending the whole night talking about how he saw you and hoped he'd meet you again. You were sipping on your Martini while he rambled on, a lock of your hair between his fingers.

Your eyes briefly locked and you looked away with a blush, maybe Artem didn't even remember you.

But of course he did. There you were again, the most gorgeous girl he had seen since whenever. Artem stepped away from his friends, trying to see where you went and he found you with your friend on the dance floor.

{I want you to breathe me
Let me be your air
Let me roam your body freely
No inhibition, no fear}

You gasped as his hands where on your lower waist and your friend giggled, disappearing in the crowd, leaving you with an unknown person.

"Hey, I never expected to see you again". His mouth close to your ear to be heard over the loud music. You recognized the low voice with the Russian accent and you turned around. "Same for you". You giggled and he easily took you into his arms, snaking them around your waist to pull you into his chest.

Artem's lips curled up into a smile that turned your muscles into spaghetti. "You look gorgeous". He continued and you swore you'd faint any time soon. "You look handsome". You replied, smiling up at him. He shivered a bit when your hands travelled up his shoulders and rested in his neck, your fingers playing with the ends of his hair.

{How deep is your love?
Is it like the ocean?
What devotion? Are you?
How deep is your love?
Is it like nirvana?
Hit me harder, again}

"You know, I couldn't shut up about you. My friends and I were like stalking instagram and twitter to find you". He admitted with a boyish grin and you blushed. "I can give you my number". You answered, your lips close to his ear.

Artem nodded in response and his hands wandered down to your hips. You both moved on the beat of the music. "I really liked our conversation yesterday". Artem muttered in your ear and you turned your face slightly away to keep breathing and looking around a bit.

{How deep is your love?
How deep is your love?
How deep is your love?
Is it like the ocean?
Pull me closer, again
How deep is your love?
How deep is your love?}

Artem's lips landed on your neck, just under your ear and you gasped. The Russian ran his nose down your throat to smell your delicious perfume. In his head he was already sure about taking you back to his hotel, but he didn't feel like you would let him that easy.

You were glad he was tightly holding you, else you were sure your legs would turn into jelly. Artem was like a drug and you were on your way to get addicted to him. "Just kiss me already". Was all he needed to hear and your lips collided, the world seemed to fade away around you.

His lips so soft and tender on yours and his teeth gently tugged on your lower lip to let his tongue deepen the kiss. You pulled away to breath and he automatically kissed your jaw.

{Open up my eyes and
Tell me who I am
Let me in on all your secrets
No inhibition, no sin}

"Come with me". Artem said, sure the wild look in your eyes was in his as well and you didn't hesitate to slip your hand in his.

The desert nights could be cold and Artem immediately swung his jacket around your shoulder as you stepped out of the crowded club. You didn't bother to let your friends know where you were going and just kept your fingers entwined.

His hotel was of course much more luxe and he pulled you into the elevator. Artem was impatient and you were pressed up against the wall in no time. "Artem...". You were shushed by his lips but you gently pushed him back. "I'm not one of those dolls who can just sleep with and throw them away the morning after".

Artem's hazel eyes studied your face and he nodded in acceptance. "I wasn't planning on letting you go". He entwined both of your hands and you were high on him now, the drug he was himself.

{How deep is your love?
Is it like the ocean?
What devotion? Are you?
How deep is your love?
Is it like nirvana?
Hit me harder, again}

"Then show me how deep your love is". You muttered in his ear, teeth scraping over his earlobe to let the goosebumps raise on his whole body. The Russian pulled you with him into his room as you were at the right floor.

{How deep is your love?
Is it like the ocean?
Pull me closer, again
How deep is your love?
How deep is your love?
How deep is your love?}

Your lips collided in a hot mess as you pushed him down on the bed. Artem ushered you to sit on his lap, his fingers digging into your hips. Your chests flushed together as your hands cupped his jaw to move to his throat and neck.

Your lips were sucking bruises to the surface and he grunted lowly in response. Your fingers slightly tickled his sides when you pulled it upwards. Artem swung it over his head and let your hands explore his muscles body, the bumps and ridges of his abdomen and biceps.

You whimpered the sight of his tattooed arm, this driver could only get more and more attractive.

{So tell me how deep is your love, can it go deeper?
(Pull me closer, again)
So tell me how deep is your love
How deep is your love?}

Your question was answered when your bodies connected. Artem looked down as you cupped his jaw to kiss him again. His arms were tightly wrapped around you to keep you as close as possible. The Russian's hips slowly pushed into yours.

Thrusts deep and long, forcing the moans to tumble over your lips. Artem lovingly gazed into your eyes. He really thought he fell in love with you in those two nights.

His answer to your question was certain when he kissed your lips again in the most loving way you ever felt. Your heart fluttered as his hands caressed your cheeks and hair, lips dipping to your neck as you cried out his name.

Artem's love caused your world to rumble and you let him, because it was the best you ever felt.