Formula 1 - One Shots [First Book]

Bend Over - {Max Verstappen}

A/N: for dailybabe ! 💖

Warning: Sexual content

Max moved his hands through his hair in a frustrated way, the data sheets sprawled out over the table. He had been reading them the whole evening all ready and the previous nights of this week as well. You were slightly annoyed by him as only the data seemed to be important. Time for other things, like a cuddle with you on the couch wasn't left over.

You came home from a friend and hoped he'd finally be done with the reading, but you still found him at the kitchen table with the papers all over the place. You let out a deep sigh and put your bag and car keys on the kitchen. "Max, you could use a break". You muttered. His response was a small hum, but of course he didn't stop.

"I mean it". You said a bit louder and crossed your arms over your chest. Max looked at you from over his shoulder and you could see his tired eyes from all the reading. "I need to get these in my head for the next race, babe". Max said and you rolled your eyes.

"You're trying the whole week already, you can take a short break".

Max sighed in a slight annoyed way. "No, I can't". You groaned in frustration. "You're ignoring me the whole week already, you can give me a slight bit of attention and ask how my day was". Your hands moved along as you spoke. He shoved his chair back and crossed his arms over his chest now as well. You were glad he was at least looking at you now.

You didn't look away when he stood up and stepped closer to you. His hands on your lower back pulled you into his chest and you let out a yelp as you bumped into his firm body.

"That's what it is? You want my attention?". You shivered at his low voice in your ear, his hands gently squeezing the flesh of your bum. You swallowed heavily at the look in his eyes, nevertheless it turned you on as hell.

"Then bend over, baby girl. And I'll give you my attention till you're begging me to stop".

Oh. my. god. You gasped at his words and your teeth dug into your lower lip. Max firmly pushed you against the table, hand between your shoulder blades pushing you down on the cold wood where the data sheets were still resting to be read. A mewl tumbled over your lips when he pressed his hips into yours, the clothed friction definitely not enough.

His rough cheeks scraped over your shoulder when he pulled the material of your shirt slightly to the side. You held your breath as he moved your hair over to your other shoulder, lips planting into your neck to suck, nibble and bite on your delicate skin. You hummed at the stinging pain of the lilac bruise he left in the crook of your neck.

His nose ran down the base of the throat and his hot breath ghosted over your neck and shoulders. Max's fingers moved to where your shirt ended and he pulled it upwards, thereupon over your head. His palms travelled over your smooth skin, groaning softly at the sight of your bum in front of him. His pupils were exploded in his blue orbs and took in all of your beauty.

You thought it was only fair for him to take his shirt off as well and you tugged on the material with your fingers. Max obeyed your request and soon enough you felt the ridges of his muscled body against your back. Max dropped hot kisses on your shoulders, fingers fiddling with the clasp of your bra.

It sprung loose and you removed the piece of clothing away from your front. Your head fell back against his chest as his palms cupped your front, his warm hands gently kneading the skin. "Perfect". He muttered against your shoulder and your cheeks flushed red at his compliment.

They didn't stay at your front very long as they travelled down your stomach to the waist band of your jeans. The buttons were popped open, zipper down and you sighed at the feeling of his hand snaking into your panties. You knew he was good with his fingers, also with his mouth. He was a sex god basically.

Max's lips were against te side of your head as he firmly pushed your back into his chest again. Your bum against his hips while his middle finger drew circular movements on your bundle of nerve endings. You whimpered at the swipe he offered through your folds, making sure his finger was lubricant enough for him to dive him. "O-Oh, Max". You whimpered when they curled up against your walls.

Your nails dug into the strong arm that was wrapped around you. Max grunted in response and set a slow pace, dragging the moans from your throat. His thumb stretched to press down on your nub again and you let out a cry, your head lulling back against his chest. You felt your knees going weak and you were glad he had one of his legs between yours and the arm wrapped around you.

Max's fingers twisted and scissored their way to pop the bubble in your stomach and you felt the pleasure curling through your bloodstream. But he dared to pull his fingers away and you whined in response. Your jeans were pulled down in a swift move and your panties followed. "No, stay". He grunted as you wanted to turn around but he pushed your front on the table again.

You heard his leather belt unhooking and he got his jeans away as well. You looked over your shoulders at him and he groaned at the sight, your hair still over one shoulder. Max placed his hands on your hips after removing his boxers. One hand let go to align himself with your entrance and he pushed in, knowing you were on birth control.

He shivered at the feeling of your snug warmth around him. You grabbed onto the table as you felt every ridge of his length filling you up. "You look so gorgeous bend over like that, doll". Max lowly groaned and you almost fainted on spot. You were still over sensitive from your almost high from his fingers and your heart bumped the blood with adrenaline quick through your body.

"Oh fuck, you feel so good". You whimpered in response as he snapped his hips into yours with a faster pace. His hands glided over your smooth back and briefly tangled into your hair. "M-Max, please". You begged him to go faster, harder, deeper as you needed to reach your high now, the feeling burning inside of your stomach.

Max groaned as he turned the pace to hard and unforgiving. You cried out at the intense and deliciously raw feeling that thread through you like a live wire. "Who's making you feel good, hmm?". He hummed into your ear as he leaned over you. Max's teeth dragged over your earlobe and you rested your head against his.

"You". You weakly answered, voice lost between the moans and heavy pants.

"Louder". He replied, hand snaking down to offer the last bit of stimulation you needed, but he was quick to pull his fingers away again. "Max, I-I need to...". You started but yelped as he roughly pulled you up to his chest by your hair.

"No". Was his reply and you whined at the answer. He was growing delirious from the pleasure and knew you were oh so close. His fingers dug harder into your hips, leaving his marks there as well. "Please, Max". You begged him and felt tears prickling behind your eyes. "What is not understandable about no?". He grunted into your ear.

His palm travelled over your neck to your throat, his hand wrapped around it and slightly disrupted your airflow. You gasped for air at the sudden move but it was so, so hot and positively sexy. His other hand moved back to your nub again and your thighs quivered. You let out a shriek when your body reached the peak, his lips against your shoulders.

His teeth slightly dug into your skin at the overstimulated, yet delicious feeling. The pleasure pumped through his blood stream and he pulled your flush against him as your walls pulled taught around his length. "Oh, t-that's good". Max whimpered and your contracting walks milked him out. Your legs felt wobbly and you were still on cloud nine because of the high you just reached.

"I'm sorry for ignoring you". He mumbled against your neck and peppered your skin now with soft kisses. You leaned back against his chest and managed to turn around, finally feeling the defined muscled beneath your fingers.

"It's okay". You smiled and kissed him, lips now tender and soft against yours. "Maybe you can hold a sheet up for me next time while I fu...".

"Max!". You shrieked and swatted his chest. He offered you a grin and a smack against your bum as he let go of you to get dressed again.