The Race Director's Daughter (Sebastian Vettel)

32. Heating Up (3)

Leah opened her eyes and smiled as she remembered where she was.   She was laid in Seb's arms, in Seb's bed.   Well, his bed for the weekend.  She'd slept in his arms all night after what they'd done the previous evening. 

She blushed as she remembered the feel of Seb's mouth on her breasts.  The feel of his fingers inside her, rubbing her clit.    The feeling of her very first orgasm. 

She glanced at the man holding her.  He was still sleeping.  He looked so peaceful.   She reached a hand up and touched his cheek, his stubble scratching her palm.  

"Can't keep your hands off of me can you?" he said, making her jump. 

"I thought you were asleep."

"Obviously," he drawled, opening his eyes.  He smiled at her. "Good morning beautiful. Sleep well?"

"Very well.  You?"

"Fantastically. Kiss me baby."  Leah wriggled upwards so she could kiss him. He slid his hand underneath her pyjama top and began lightly stroking her bare back.

Leah felt her skin break out in goosebumps.

"Mmmm."

"Oh you like that do you?" he murmured.

"Yes." Seb deepened their kiss, his fingers continuing tracing patterns on her back. Then Leah heard a ringing sound. She pulled out of the kiss.

"That's my phone." She realised she hadn't looked at it since they'd arrived back the previous night. She followed the sound and tracked it down in her handbag, which was over by the bedroom door.

She took her phone out. "Shit, it's my dad. I'll have to answer or he'll worry." Seb rolled onto his side and propped his head up on his hand. He patted the mattress next to him. Leah sat down on the edge of the bed and accepted the call.

"Hi Dad, how are you?"

"I'm fine, I was worried. You didn't call last night Leah."

"Oh shit, sorry. I was out in the sun all day and it wiped me out. I had an early night." She felt Seb's arm slip around her belly, his hand pushing up underneath her top and cupping her breast. "I only just woke up." She felt her nipple harden as Seb rolled it between his thumb and index finger.

"Ok, so what are you doing today? Anything fun?"

"I don't know yet. I'll have to get up and see what Tamara says." Seb sat up and brushed her hair off the back of her neck. He began pressing sensual kisses to her neck.

"Everything is ok though isn't it princess? I know I worry too much but you are my only daughter."

"Everything is fine Daddy," she said, while trying to ignore what Seb was doing to her, which was easier said than done.  "Look, I need to go.  Call of nature. I'll text you later. Love you."   She disconnected the call and tossed her phone on to the bed. 

"You're incorrigible Mr Vettel!" she scolded.  He grinned. 

"It's your fault for being so bloody gorgeous, now come here."   She turned in his arms and he pulled her close, covering her lips with his.   Leah kissed him back eagerly.

Seb groaned as he felt his dick growing.   It seemed to have a mind of its own.  Every touch from her seemed to make him hard.  "We should get up," he groaned. 

"I know," she replied.  "But I can't think of one good reason why."

Seb fell back onto the mattress, taking Leah with him so she was virtually laid on top of him.   "There's so many places to see, so little time," he reasoned.