Just Him ❤

14. The Berlinetta.

Seb entered the changing room, closing the door and leaning back against it. He took a deep breath trying to calm himself down. He was sure he wasn't imagining things. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. He'd had to stop her back in the conference centre, he was all for the flirty game they'd played but he couldn't allow her to touch him like that in a room full of people. Plus all it did was make him want her even more. He walked over to where his clothes were set out. Trainers, jeans, a Ferrari polo shirt, hoodie and a cap. Starting to undress. He looked at the door, half of him wished she'd come in. Who was he kidding. He wanted her to come in. There was a timid knock at the door. His wish was granted.
"Come in." He called. Chloe stepped in. She looked a little anxious.

"Oh, I'll come back..." She went to head out again. He was stood there with his shirt open.

"It's fine, please stay." He removed the shirt. She came a bit closer but still kept her distance. For a moment they just looked at each other, he wondered if she felt the charged atmosphere like he did.

"I just wanted to apologise for...you know, for..." She was finding it hard to say the words.

"Don't apologise, I enjoyed it." He smirked, "I didn't want to stop you."

"You didn't? I thought maybe I'd gone too far." She looked down at the floor. She was clearly embarrassed.

"I couldn't let you touch me like that in a room full of people. I had to leave, just the thought of you doing it excited me." He undid and removed his trousers. He turned to grab his jeans knowing Chloe would be eyeing his behind in his close fitting boxer shorts. He slipped the jeans on and turned to face her with them still undone. Her face was a picture, flushed pink and nibbling her bottom lip. He stepped closer to her, her eyes lowered to his torso, following the trail of hair that ran down into his jeans. "My eyes are up here." He teased, placing his hand under her chin to tilt her face up.

"You were the one who didn't want me to leave, don't start moaning when you're stood like that in front of me." She defiantly looked in to his eyes. He said nothing but placed his hands on her waist, taking the final step to close the gap between them. He pressed his forehead to hers feeling her arms slide around him, sliding her hands down from his shoulder blades and down his back. He started to brush his lips over her's, she gave a small moan. A loud knock at the door made Chloe nearly fall backwards as she scrambled away from him. She quickly sat down on a bench across the room. Seb laughed before going to open the door.

                                   ~*~

The next morning, after a restless night's sleep for Chloe they arrived back at Maranello from Seb's house. She was excited. Today Seb was giving her a few laps around the circuit. She was touched that he'd remembered that from December last year. Things had seemed a bit odd between them last night. Chloe had been a bit distant and Seb had been quiet as though he was deep in thought. Chloe's mind was spinning after very nearly kissing Seb yesterday. She wanted him so much. But he was her boss and she wasn't sure Britta would be happy about it either, plus her job was temporary. She didn't want to end up alone at the end of it. Out of desperation she'd caved and phoned Britta who had surprised her by saying that she'd thought they would be together by now and asked what was holding her back. Britta encouraged her to go for it and said Seb deserved happiness with someone new. The decision was one only Chloe could make.
"Oh my fucking god!" She exclaimed as she set her eyes on the Berlinetta F12. She stepped closer to it and gently glided her fingertips along the shiny red bodywork. Seb couldn't help but want her touch on his body instead. He'd had a small taste of her yesterday. He was craving more.

"Beautiful isn't she." He joined her next to the car, "Ready to get in?"

"Extremely ready." She beamed as he opened the passenger side door for her. The moan she gave as she slid into the leather seat made him swallow heavily as it seemed to travel straight to his groin. He shut the door and soon sat next to her in the drivers seat.

"Right, let's go." He patted her thigh and pressed a button to start the car. He manouvered the car from its garage and out in to the pitlane, travelling along it at a steady speed. At the pitlane exit, he floored it sending the red car towards the first bend at an almost frightening speed. He braked late and threw the car round the left hand turn before accelerating on the turns exit. He glanced at Chloe, she glanced back. She had the biggest grin on her face he'd ever seen. She squealed as the back end of the car seemed to lose control for a second a few turns in but Seb quickly corrected it. A lap down and he noticed she'd gone a bit quiet, he glanced over praying she wasn't feeling sick. Instead she was watching his hands working the steering wheel and flicking the gear paddles behind it. She kind of looked turned on. Her eyes quickly flicked to his before he had to return his gaze back to the track. He wasn't surprised to feel her hand on his thigh. He was surprised when it started to travel upwards, slowly. He couldn't stop the confident grin from spreading across his face until her hand made contact with his groin. She started to give him a gentle squeeze. He got hard instantly. "If you want us to die, then keep doing that." He glanced across at her, "You're making me want you. Badly."

"Maybe I want you just as much." She replied, moving her hand back down his thigh as they neared the end of a second lap. He shifted in his seat a bit, his jeans were now feeling too tight. Hearing those words had made his hard cock ache. He wanted to touch her but couldn't as he needed both hands for the steering wheel and gear shift paddles. He got about halfway round the circuit to what he knew was the furthest point away from the pit area before he put his foot on the brakes bringing the Berlinetta to a sudden stop. He undone the seat's harness and jumped out of the car. "Seb! What the fuck!" She yelled in frustration, she'd been loving the ride so far. Without warning he opened her door, reached in and quickly released her harness. He pulled her out of her seat and on to her feet quickly, slamming the door shut behind her. They both stood for a second. Had she said something to upset him? He stepped closer to her, quickly. He put a hand either side of her face and pressed his forehead to hers. His breathing was rapid. His eyes captivating hers.