Daniel Ricciardo[80]

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A/N Wished by aantartidaa. I hope you like it!

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WARNING: NSFW

[80]-You know, I prefer you naked, but that dress also looks breath-taking on you.
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Daniel and I softly swing from side to side, dancing to the classical music which is played by an orchestra. We are on a gala tonight but is seems like we are the youngest here and everyone else could be our grandparents. One of Daniels sponsors invited him to this event and because of this he couldn't decline the offer.

"Do you have fun?" Daniel mumbles close by my ear while we continue dancing to the music. I am not the biggest fan of events like this, but I try to accompany Daniel to them, nevertheless.

"Mh, more or less." I answer him honestly and look up into his chocolate eyes which sparkle softly in the light and never leave my body to look around in the room. Daniel leans even closer to me, making it seem like we are just a chatting couple but according to the look he just gave me he is up to no good.

"You know, I prefer you naked, but that dress also looks breath-taking on you." Daniel admits and for a brief second, he pulls me close by my butt before he innocently let them glide back to my waist and continues with the dancing, acting like he didn't do anything.

"Stop, we are in public." I hiss at him, not wanting to make a scandal on this event while Daniel seems as relaxed as he always is. Looking around a bit I luckily don't spot anyone who possible watches us and I try to relax a bit more, knowing we are an eyecatcher, but Daniel is still careful in public.

"Maybe we should leave then." Daniel suggests and slowly leads me to the edge of the dancefloor, disappearing out of the spotlight and giving us some more privacy. "You really want to leave because you want to have sex?" I ask him in disbelieve but have to laugh because it is just such a typical thing for Daniel.

"Maybe I can't wait until we are home." Daniel growls into my ear while we make our way out of the big hall where the event was in and go to the elevator which will brings us to the parking lot. My breath hitches in my throat when I process Daniels words and turn red because of the thought of having sex somewhere in this building.

Luckily the elevator is empty and so nobody notices how Daniels's hand sneaks between my tights and slowly strokes upwards. Since my dress is hugging my curves tightly, I am not wearing any underwear and Daniel has free access to my middle. His fingers reach my middle and I spread my legs a bit to ease the access for him.

He covers his fingers in my slick before he slowly pushes two of them in, making me whimper at the first bit of stimulation. The elevator drive feels like ages while Daniel thrusts his fingers in and out agonizing slow, making my legs feel weak and my hands hold on to the handle on the side of the elevator.

The familiar pling of the elevator indicates that we are in our floor, and Daniel pulls his fingers out quickly, making me whine softly because of the loss of touch but I know that we have to go somewhere more private before we continue this.

Daniel leads me to his car which is parked at the end of the parking lot, giving us, some bits of privacy and we feel comfortable to go further. He presses me against the car and connects our lips for a heated kiss, but I detach them after a few moments because we are still in public and can't stay here forever.

"You have to be fast." I remember Daniel that we don't have all time to make out and have slow sex but rather have to go fast and finish it soon. A devious smile spread on Daniels lips when he hears my words, and I am sure that this will be a really pleasant experience for both of us.

"Oh honey, you will beg me to slow down." He growls into my ear, before digging his teeth into the sensitive skin underneath it, making me whimper softly but I am also eager to continue. Daniel kisses down my neck, sucks, and nibbles on the skin to create some marks and turn the spots into purple artwork.

"Daniel." I moan when he creates a hickey just above my wild tapping pulse and I need to hold on to his arm because I need something to keep me steady. "Shh." Daniel hushes me and lets his tongue lick soothingly over the mark he just created to ease the pain of it.

He detaches his lips from my neck, making me look up to him in the dimmed light of the parking lot, seeing his dark eyes which are filled with lust and desire. With his big hands Daniel rolls up my dress, exposing my middle and now my butt is presses against the cold metal of his car.

"Don't want to ruin that pretty dress." Daniel explains with a cheeky grin, before he opens his trousers and pulls them down with his boxershorts to free his erection. He strokes up and down it for a few times before he leans closer again and whispers into my ear.

"Turn around and bend over." I gulp at his words but follow his demand and bend over the hood of his car, whimpering when the cold metal touches by nipples trough the thin dress, making them harder.

Daniel shoves my leg wider apart with his foot before he places his hands on my hips to hold me in place. His tip teases my entrance for a few heartbeats before Daniel thrusts in with a rather harsh thrust, making me moan, but I remember myself to keep it as quite as possible because we are still in public.

With a fast pace and some pleasant strength Daniel continues to thrust in and out, letting the lust grow more and more in our bodies. I try to hold onto something, but my fingers just slide over the hood of the car without finding a spot to keep me steady. Due his thrusts Daniel forces me to stand on my tip toes, making my legs shiver with lust and exhaustion already.

Daniel pulls out his erection almost completely, before he slams back in, and it feels like he slides even deeper with every thrust he offers me. Suddenly he grabs both of my wrist, holding them behind my back, making me moveless under him while he enjoys the power, he has over me.

The pleasure is already high for both of us, Daniels moves being a bit sloppier by now, but he keeps up the force behind his thrusts, when we hear some chatting people coming closer. Daniel pulls me up by my arms, so that I lean against his chest while my heartbeat gets faster, hoping that nobody will catch us having sex.

A soft whimper leaves my lips and I bite on the bottom one to keep myself from making any sound. Daniel let go of my hands again to put them somewhere else. One is covering my mouth and the other slides between my tights to help me to finish this and come to a high.

Fastly Daniels rough fingertips circle around my nub of nerve endings, making me like wax in his hands because I can't decide if I want to push back to meet his thrust or want to roll my hips closer to his fingers which bring me additional pleasure. Daniel grunts lowly against my neck, wanting to finish this now so that we can be sure not to be caught by someone.

With just two target thrusts Daniel sends me over the edge, making me orgasm while his fingers still toy with my clit and his other hand muffles my moans. He needs some more thrusts before an orgasm hits him and he holds still to savour the aftershock. I can feel his cum dripping down my tights and how my legs shake after this exhaustion. Carefully Daniel pulls out and dresses himself again while I pull down my dress a bit.

Daniel gets a towel from the backseat and places it on my seat before I sit down and clean my tights with a tissue, now shielded from the people who walk by and just see a gentleman who has hold open the car door for his lady. Daniel greets them friendly before he jogs around the car and sits down in the driver seat, grinning cheekily at me.

"I never thought that I would ever bend you over my car, but I think we have something to do when we come home because I have plenty of them."

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