The Strength Within (Sebastian Vettel)

39. Mrs Vettel, Your Champion is Waiting

She looked at her phone and saw there was a text waiting from him.

Seb: Mrs Vettel, your champion is waiting for you. Room now. You have 5 minutes. For every minute you are late you will get one spank on that peachy derriere of yours. Weltmeister x

Emily gulped and looked at the time of the message. She had 2 minutes to get there. She quickly grabbed her bag and slipped out of the room, without saying goodnight to anyone. She felt her panties getting damp with anticipation. What was Seb planning for her?

Crossing the lobby she heard her name being being called.

"Emily!" She turned and saw Charles approaching. Damn, she had to get away from him.

"Emily, is Seb about? I never got much of a chance to congratulate him properly."

"I don't know where he is," she lied. "He's around somewhere. Charles, hard luck today. Your time will come."

"Thank you Emily. I appreciate it. Can I get you a drink?"

"Thank you but I have to pop back to my room quickly. I'll see you in a bit."

She quickly got into the elevator and rode it up. By the time she opened the door to their room she was four minutes late.

"Someone's bad at timekeeping. I told you what would happen if you were late Mrs Vettel."

Emily felt so aroused by his bossy tone of voice. She followed his voice. He was stood in the doorway to the bathroom.

She took in a deep breath as she looked at him and saw that he was completely naked. He was leaning against the door frame and he already had a large erection.

He slowly walked over to her. She dropped her bag.

He ran his hands over her breasts, and then suddenly he yanked the top of her dress down, exposing them to his eyes.

Lowering his head he sucked a nipple into his mouth. He teased it with his tongue and teeth. There was nothing gentle about him tonight. This was all dominant Seb. He roughly squeezed her other breast. She whimpered in arousal.

He pulled back and took his cock in his hand.

"You want this, don't you?"

She nodded.

"I can't hear you. You want this?"

"Yes," she managed to spit out.

"On your knees." She did as she was told. He took her head in his hands and slid his cock into her mouth. He gasped as he felt her tongue circling him, tasting him.

He began thrusting into her mouth. He groaned again and again.

"You were late Mrs Vettel. I don't like being kept waiting." He pulled out of her mouth.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see the message straight away," she said, smiling seductively up at him.

"No excuse," he smiled. "Now lose the clothes and get on that bed before I double your punishment." She quickly stood and slipped her clothes off and climbed on to the bed.

Seb stood looking at her. She was exquisite. Was she really his?

"On all fours, " he barked out.

He ran his hand over the soft skin of her butt. Then he raised it and slapped her left buttock sharply. She cried out, more in arousal than pain.

"That's one." His hand dipped between her legs and he slipped two fingers inside her. Damn, she was so wet already. He thrust them in a couple of times before pulling them out, leaving her frustrated. He slapped her right buttock.

"Two."

"Please Seb, I need you."

"Oh you will have me meine prinzessin. But when I say so. Three!"

"Oh God Seb."

"Ich werde dich bald ficken. So hart, so tief. Sie sind meine frau. Ich liebe dich so sehr. Du bist meine welt. Vier!" And with one last slap, he slammed into her.

He grabbed hold of her hips, his fingertips digging into her flesh. His thighs crashed hard onto hers as he pumped in and out, grunting with each movement.

He felt smug as he heard her crying out. Soon it would be his name she was screaming. He hadn't fucked her in weeks and he was going all out this time.

"Oh Emily, you like that, don't you? Come on me baby. I want to feel you come. You're close I can tell. You're making those little whimpering noises." He stopped moving but stayed inside her. He reached around and grabbed her breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers and thumbs.

"Please Seb, don't stop. I'm so close."

"Beg me. "

"Seb, please. I am begging you."

He let go of her breast and he straightened up. He ran the palms of his hands up her bare back. He began thrusting again.

"Komm für mich, meine schöne Frau."

Emily screamed his name as she reached her climax and fell over the precipice.

Seb was so close. He felt his orgasm approaching. He plunged in a final time and released himself inside her.

"Mein Gott Emily! Ich komme!" he cried out.

When he had finished he rolled onto his back and pulled Emily down into his arms.

"Wow, what a celebration," she laughed.

"I wish I could win a world title every day if I get to celebrate it like this,"he said.

"How about we celebrate this one every day?"

"Sounds good to me."

"I love you Weltmeister."

"I love you too Emily Victoria Vettel. Now and for always."

He kissed her and she kissed him back, whispering more words of love to each other. Their love was forever. The Weltmeister and his girl in pink.