Just Him ❤

65. The argument.

Chloe opened her eyes and lay there taking in her surroundings while Seb slept with the top half of his body on top of her and his head comfortably on her chest. Absent mindedly she started to stroke her hand over his shoulder and then into his hair as she realised that today she actually felt ok, her hangover had finally cleared. It had taken twenty-four hours and rather alot of water and paracetamol. She felt Seb stir against her and he let out a contented sigh before lifting his head and placing a kiss on her right breast.
"Mmm I think I should fall asleep on you like this every night." He croaked, his voice heavy with sleep as he smiled to himself.

"You can get off now you're awake, I'm hot." She replied, pressing her hands on his shoulder.

"I'll put the air conditioning on." He got up and wandered over to a panel in the wall, she watched as he pressed a couple of buttons and the air con whirred into life. She smiled as she felt the cool air start to waft over her body while Seb made his way back to the bed. "Morning sexy." He settled down, getting back into his original position. "Please tell me your hangover has finally gone." He trailed his fingers lightly up and down her body.

"It has." She replied. "I am never drinking again. Ever."

"I'll believe that when I see it." He lifted his head again and started to kiss his way to her nipple. "So, how was your first night sleeping in a Ferrari motorhome?"

"It was good. What do you think you're doing?" She asked, feeling his mouth starting to work on her.

"We need to christen it." He murmured, a slow smile started to spread across his lips and she closed her eyes, letting him continue. They were in their third different country in as many days, going from being in Monaco on Sunday, to Italy yesterday and France today, at the Paul Ricard circuit, where Seb was to split the day with Charles testing Pirelli's wet weather tyres. Tomorrow they would be back at Maranello which meant that they'd get no time back home in Switzerland and Chloe's hopes of fitting in a trip home to the UK had also expired along with the contraception she knew she'd have to get sorted soon. A knock on the door disturbed them and Seb groaned as he lifted his head.

"You'd best get that, it'll probably be Antti." She noticed his frustrated expression as he reluctantly got off of her.

"I can't." He grinned and pointed to his boxers.

"Seriously Seb, it's like you have a permanent hard on." She sat up and looked around for something to put on.

"I cant help it, that's the effect you have on me." He layed back and pulled the duvet over him, pulling his knees up to disguise his erection as Chloe pulled on his t-shirt. There was another knock at the door.

"Hang on!" She called.

"You're not answering it in just that are you?" He sat up as he noticed that his t-shirt barely covered her bum.

"You get it then!" She shot back, stopping just near the door. He lifted the duvet to check on his excited state.

"I can't.....not quite yet. Semi." He gave her a cheeky grin as she opened the door.

"Morning Antti." She stepped aside to let him in.

"Hi Chloe." He smiled, without thinking his eyes took in her slightly under dressed appearance and Seb was quick to catch him, they both saw the look he gave his trainer and she raised her brow at him in response. "I've brought your breakfast. You remembered that we were running a lap of the track this morning didn't you?" He placed his rucksack down in the small kitchen area and pulled out a container with precut fruit in it and another one containing a smoothie.

"Yeah, yeah sure I remembered." Feeling he was now able to get up without embarrassing himself he got out of bed.

"That's funny, you've not mentioned it before." Chloe said, knowing full well that he'd either forgotten or just didn't want to do it.