One Shots | Formula 1

LN♥|Lando Win Special

I felt a blush rise to my cheeks at his compliment, a flutter of butterflies dancing in my stomach. "Just waiting for someone who never showed up," I confessed with a shrug, trying to brush off the disappointment.

His expression softened with sympathy as he reached out to gently brush a stray lock of hair behind my ear. "Well, he's a fool for keeping a woman like you waiting," he said earnestly, his touch sending a shiver of warmth down my spine.

I couldn't help but be captivated by his charm, the way his eyes sparkled with genuine interest as he looked at me. "You're too kind," I murmured, feeling a surge of confidence as I met his gaze head-on.

Lando leaned in closer, his lips hovering dangerously close to mine as he spoke in a husky whisper. "It's not kindness, darling. It's the truth," he said, his breath sending tingles of anticipation across my skin. I noticed a certain accent I hadn't noticed beforehand, making the interaction even more charming.

I bit my lip, unable to suppress the surge of desire that coursed through me at his proximity. "You certainly know how to make a girl feel special," I teased, my voice laced with a sultry edge.

He chuckled softly, the sound sending shivers down my spine as he leaned in even closer. "And you certainly know how to keep a man intrigued," he replied, his gaze smoldering with intensity.

Lando's fingertips grazed the skin on my thigh as he pulled down on the little fabric that covered my legs, and a shiver raced down my spine, igniting a fiery desire within me. His touch was electric, sending waves of heat cascading through my body. But as much as I longed to surrender to the intoxicating pull between us, I couldn't deny the thrill of the chase.

I leaned into his touch, my lips parting in a soft sigh as I met his gaze with a playful glint. "You're quite the charmer, aren't you?" I teased, my voice dripping with seduction.

Lando's grin widened, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he traced lazy circles along my cheekbone. "Only when I'm in the presence of someone as captivating as you," he replied smoothly, his voice low and velvety.

I couldn't help but laugh at his flattery, the sound echoing through the empty bar like music to my ears. "Flattery will get you nowhere, you know," I teased, tilting my head to the side as I watched his reaction.

He raised an eyebrow in mock indignation, his lips curling into a playful smirk. "Is that so?" he mused, his gaze flickering with amusement. "Well, I suppose I'll just have to try a little harder, then."

With that, he leaned in closer, his lips hovering just inches from mine as he spoke in a husky whisper. "You have no idea how much I want to kiss you right now," he admitted, his breath hot against my skin.

My heart raced at his confession, the desire between us crackling like electricity in the air. But as much as I longed to give in to the temptation, I couldn't shake the thrill of the game we were playing.

I met his gaze with a coy smile, my lips tantalizingly close to his as I teased, "And yet, here we are, still talking."

Lando's eyes darkened with desire, his gaze smoldering with intensity as he leaned in even closer. "I suppose we are," he murmured, his voice rough with longing. "But I can't promise that I'll be able to resist you for much longer."

Lando's lips hovered tantalizingly close to mine, I couldn't deny the overwhelming desire coursing through my veins. But as much as I yearned to give in to the temptation, there was a line I wasn't willing to cross—not yet, at least.

With a soft sigh, I pulled back ever so slightly, a hint of reluctance in my voice. "I don't kiss strangers," I murmured, my gaze flickering with uncertainty.

Lando's expression softened with understanding, his eyes filled with a mixture of admiration and longing. "I respect that," he said softly, his voice laced with sincerity. "But maybe we don't have to be strangers anymore."

Intrigued, I raised an eyebrow inquisitively, my curiosity piqued by his words. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

Lando leaned in closer, his breath warm against my skin as he spoke in a hushed tone. "Let's share something about ourselves," he suggested, his eyes locking with mine in a silent challenge. "That way, we won't be strangers anymore."

I couldn't help but smile at his proposal, the idea of sharing intimate details about ourselves sparking a newfound excitement within me. "Alright," I agreed, nodding eagerly. "You go first."

With a grin, Lando leaned back in his seat, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he began to share random facts about himself. He told me about his love for fast cars and adrenaline-pumping adventures, about his favorite childhood memories and the dreams he harbored deep within his heart.

And as I listened, I found myself drawn deeper into his world, captivated by the raw honesty and vulnerability he shared with me. It was as if with each word, a new layer of intimacy unfolded between us, weaving a connection that felt both exhilarating and intoxicating.

When he finished, he turned to me with a hopeful gleam in his eyes, silently prompting me to share something in return. And as I met his gaze, I felt a surge of courage wash over me, emboldening me to open up in ways I never thought possible.

"I love to dance," I confessed, a shy smile tugging at the corners of my lips. "It's like my escape from the world—a chance to lose myself in the music and just let go."

Lando's eyes lit up with genuine interest, his smile widening as he leaned in closer. "That's beautiful," he murmured, his voice filled with admiration. "I'd love to see you dance sometime."

Lando's playful grin was infectious, his eyes alight with mischief as he leaned in closer, his breath mingling with mine. "I guess we're not strangers anymore," he quipped, his voice low and husky.

I couldn't help but laugh at his remark, the tension that had hung between us dissipating into the air. "I guess not," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

With a boldness that surprised even myself, I reached out to trace the contours of his jawline, my fingers tingling at the touch of his stubbled skin. And as I leaned in closer, my lips hovering just inches from his, I felt a surge of desire coursing through my veins—a hunger that could no longer be denied.

In one swift movement, our lips met in a fervent kiss, a collision of passion and longing that set my heart ablaze. His lips were soft and warm against mine, his touch sending sparks of electricity dancing across my skin.

I moaned softly into the kiss, the sound lost in the heat of the moment as I melted into his embrace. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me closer as if he never wanted to let me go, and I found myself surrendering completely to the intoxicating sensation of his touch.

Our tongues danced together in a sensual rhythm, each movement igniting a fire that burned hotter with each passing moment. And as our kiss deepened, the world around us faded into oblivion, leaving only the two of us lost in a haze of desire.

I could feel the heat building between us, a relentless ache that begged to be sated. And as Lando's hands roamed hungrily over my body, igniting a trail of fire in their wake, I knew that I wanted him in a way I had never wanted anyone before.

With a primal need driving me forward, I pulled him closer, pressing my body against his with a fervor that bordered on desperation. And as our lips parted for a brief moment, I whispered his name like a prayer, my voice trembling with desire.

"Lando," I breathed, the sound barely audible above the pounding of my heart. "Let's get out of here."

His response was a low growl of approval, his eyes dark with desire as he claimed my lips once more in a searing kiss.

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