Gasoline - [Charles Leclerc]

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Charles had been aching to make raw love to her ever since he grew his crush on her in Rome. He had been touchy during the dinner, his knee brushing against hers under the table every now and then, his hand reaching out to wipe some food away from the corners of her mouth or to simply caress her own hand in a playful manner that made her giggle and rise an eyebrow at him each time. Unlike the last time, they both choose to have dessert instead of only Edrice. They had been talking about everything and the atmosphere had been great. Charles told her about the results of the first test weeks, in which the team gained a lot of data that could be very useful for the races and to solve eventual problems with the car. He also told about how he and Sebastian were getting along pretty well.

They had been seated at their table almost til closing time and Edrice had leaned back in her chair, way too full of the dinner she had been eating as the food had simply been too good. "You can have this every day, you know". Charles said, his fingers briefly drumming on the table, maybe in slight impatience for them to finally leave. He was eager to get back to her apartment, he could feel it shimmering in his fingertips. "I can, but I don't". Edrice chuckled. "I go to the gym every once in a while too. Especially when I travel a lot. It really helps to stay fitter. However I drag myself to the threadmill each time and I definitely want to stop after five minutes". She admitted and he laughed. "I know how you feel". Edrice looked at him, her eyes slightly narrowing as the corners of his mouth twitched upwards.

His light eyes darted over her face and didn't focus on her eyes, but gazed between her eyes and her lips, perhaps even down to her neck and her shoulder. In everything he did, how he was seated there, the way his pupils were clearly dilated, it was just clear that he wanted her and he was done with her teasing. "Shall we ask for the bill?". Edrice said and he almost sighed in relief. "I thought you'd never ask". Charles grinned and they got up from the table. Charles wanted to pay for the dinner once more, since he was the one who wanted to have a dinner together and got to stay at her place instead of booking an hotel. Edrice drove them back to her apartment, choosing the route over the Westminster Bridge for an night time view of the Big Ben and the London Eye behind them.

"It's such a beautiful city". Charles mentioned while looking at the lights of the ferriswheel in the mirrors. "Absolutely". She replied. "But to me it has become something normal of course". She added and he nodded as he understood. They finally returned back to Oxford Street and Edrice steered the car into the parking lot underground. Charles briefly looked at her from over the roof of the car when they shut the doors, the lights of the Maserati flickering twice to indicate the doos were locked. The elevator ride went way too slow for his liking and the tension between them was thick by now. He was gnawing at his bottom lip when she opened the door of her apartment and they were barely inside before he spun her to his chest. The door fell close when Charles pushed her against it.

The kiss was hot and it was begging for more. And he was a good kisser. His tongue swept over her lower lip before he deepened the kiss, his hands sliding down her spine to the small of her back and she hummed against his lips at the way he held her. Her palms were flat against his chest, as if they were ready to push him away, yet her fingers curled into the material of his shirt and she indeed pushed him back, only to lift his shirt and swing it over his head. Their bodies collided once more when they kissed, his hands moving to the back of her thighs to lift her up against himself. Edrice her heels hit the floor soon enough, and between the kisses she told him where her bedroom was. Charles was glad it wasn't far away, he was simply too impatient to drop her on the mattress and tear the clothes off her body.

"We have all night". She mumurred against his greedy lips and he was breathless when he hovered over her on the bed after she fell back on it. "I'll take you all night". He responded, a hand on her cheek sliding her hair out of the way. She hummed when his lips wandered down her jaw to her neck, wet kisses dropped on her bare skin there. Charles' fingers rolled her lace top upwards, meeting the sides of her cleavage before she raised her arms above her head so he could take it away. Seated between her legs, he took a moment to look at her, taking in her naked, tanned skin and she wasn't even completely undressed yet. Edrice sat up to kiss him again, feeling his fingers dancing down her stomach to undo the belt around her slacks and zip it down.