"Babe I'm so sorry I couldn't postpone the work call" You hissed at the phone, finally jumping on the giant king-size bed of your imperial suite, after a long afternoon of work conferences and video calls.
You've been in smart working all day and you hated when it prevented you from supporting your boyfriend on the track. You were in the amazing Austin for the Austin Grand Prix, with the hot sun of Texas shining outside and you had to be confined in a hotel room answering business calls and talking to clients. You felt guilty and a little frustrated. It was important for you to show him you supported him and be there with him. You hoped he could see it in your heart and understand why you couldn't postpone the call.
You couldn't complain tho, that was one of the perks of the job: you could have done it easy everywhere, Austin, Tokio, Madagascar...It made it possible for you to follow your F1 boyfriend around the globe anytime you wanted. And that was the best thing you could've asked for. Distance relationship was already hard enough, so you were pretty happy you could be by his side in this wonderful journey he was going through.
"Hun, no problem... I already told ya, it was just quali day, the race is tomorrow" You smiled through the phone at his reassurance. You nodded by yourself knowing that there was no reason for you to miss the race and honestly, you wouldn't dare. It was so exciting and thrilling – but at the same time, super anxiety-inducing – that you wouldn't have been able to resist without watching it.
"Are you on your way back?" you asked, sitting on the bed with your laptop and your client report waiting to be finished.
"You don't even ask how it went" he laughed and you couldn't help but bite your tongue
"'M sorry, you're right ...Just can't wait to see you" you admitted. "How did it go?"
"I'm on your way, princess... gimme 10 minutes okay? I'll tell you all about it"
You were well on your way through your client report when Lando appeared through the door with headphones hanging from his neck and a team merchandise polo on. In all his beauty, with what you liked to call "the post-race glistening". You couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement as he entered the room with his usual grin, making you let out a small laugh as he gave you a wink and a wink back. You couldn't wait to hear what he had to say.
"Hey, how's your favourite businesswoman?" he came in smiling and you immediately felt his gaze burn all over your body, looking a bit surprised.
Truth be told, you were only wearing one of his big oversized t-shirts that were covering you enough to have your ass and legs exposed, and a pair of lace panties that really left nothing to the imagination. You really didn't do it on purpose but after having to wear a blouse all day for just a video call, you couldn't wait to get comfy in some baggy clothes. He smiled, his eyes still lingering on your body, and he walked closer. You felt a heat rising in your body, and your heart started to race when he leaned in and gave you a gentle kiss on the forehead before sitting down next to you.
You closed your eyes at his touch on your skin and you leaned towards him just to exchange a sweet hello kiss.
"All good..." you chuckled slightly keeping your eyes on the screen "...How's your favorite Formula 1 driver?" you asked.
You already knew the answer, you couldn't have possibly resisted from checking on the media, but you wanted him to tell you his version of the day and his side of the story. He nodded, scrolling his shoulders a little while walking around the bed to get to the mini fridge in the corner of the room. "Could've put it in P1 but P2 is still a great position for tomorrow" he explained, opening a Coca-Cola.
" Front row? That's awesome, we should go celebrate tonight!"
"Yeah we should " he smiled back at you "Anyway, I like your... outfit" he probed you again as he drank and you felt his gaze on you and especially on your legs and ass.
