Formula 1 One-Shots (I)

Max Verstappen-Pole Position

My hands wander over his shoulders, down his muscular chest and over his trained abs, all covered only by the thin layer of his fireproof shirt. Max shudders under my touches and, a moment later, willingly pulls his shirt over his head.

A few moments later I got rid of my top and Max doesn't lose any time to remove my bra from my body. Our bare torso collides as we continue with our kisses and I get goosebumps, just through our skin contact.

Max strokes his fingers over my side, puts his hand on my breast and lets his thumb swipe over my already aroused nipples. A slight whimper comes over my lips. Max touches make me wax within seconds and that's what he likes to take advantage of.

However, he doesn't seem to be looking to spend a lot of time teasing me today. Although his lips wander down my neck and suck on the delicate skin here and there, his hands are already busy removing our last clothes.

First my skirt falls to the ground, to which Max racing suit joins in a few seconds. His erection is clear visible in the tight boxer shorts and I can also feel the wetness between my legs.

Max gets down on his knees in front of me, carefully swipes the last piece of fabric from my body and leaves a fiery trail of kisses on my leg. First down on one, then the other up again.

Carefully he nibbles at my hip bone, takes another look through his long eyelashes, which I answer through my half-opened eyes, and then begins to work my middle with his tongue.

His hands hold my hip tightly so that it cannot move an inch, while his tongue slowly circles over my clit. My one hand is looking for a hold in Max's hair, but the other I must put in front of my mouth to dampen my moaning a little. After all, not everyone should know what we are doing here.

In addition to his tongue, Max now also uses his fingers. He first swipes through my labia to lubricate them and then introduces two into me.

My legs almost threaten to give way and I don't think I can keep myself on my feet at my high. Max just stops. With an annoyed look, I open my eyes and see Max cheekily licking his two fingers.

"Don't worry, you're still getting what you want." These are his words when he lifts me up and places me on the wall. I don't know when he got rid of his boxer shorts, but a short moment later he glides into me.

For a moment he pauses so that I can get used to the feeling, but then immediately starts with a fixed rhythm. My head falls backwards, and my fingernails dig into Max's shoulder, which he comments with a quiet hiss.

His movements remain even and drive me further and further towards the climax as it knocks on the door. We both pause in our movements as Alex's voice sounds.

"We go back to the hotel in ten minutes, just for you to know." He calls through the door. Max picks up a light rhythm again before answering to his teammate.

"Okay, see you later." He doesn't sound strained, nothing that would reveal what we're doing here, but his slow movements drive a quiet moan over my lips, which I can dampen by burying my head in his neck.

Again, Max pauses, but since we hear Alex steps as they move away, he probably hasn't heard anything.

"That was close" I mutter and look at Max, who grins mischievously again.
"Then we must hurry up."

As he has announced, he accelerates his pace a lot and drives us towards our peaks.

We try to dampen our moans with sloppy kisses, but if someone were to come by now, the person would know exactly what is happening behind the closed doors.

Max seems to be closer to his peak because his movements become more out of rhythm and he lets a hand wander between our bodies to stimulate me additionally.

My legs start to shake easily and with an almost already inaudible "Max." I come to my climax. Max follows me a few seconds later and moves only slowly until we both came down a little.

Carefully he glides out of me and puts me back on my own feet. My legs tremble a little, so Max holds me for a moment until the shaking has calmed down a little.

When he is sure that I'm better, he reaches for one of the little towels, tilts a little water on it and wipes over the inside of my thighs to remove the last marks.

He then gives me a gentle kiss on my lips and holds my clothes in my direction. A few minutes later we are presentable again and the announced ten minutes of Alex are certainly over by now.

Max takes his trophy in one hand and holds the other in my direction. Happily smiling, I grab it and so we leave his room.

"Second round in the hotel?" Max whispered in my ear, so that no one can hear him.

Shaking my head, but laughing, I slap him in the chest and mutter "You're insatiable."

"Admit it Y/N. This is one of the things you love about me." Says it again close to my ear and bites gently into my earlobe. A shiver runs over my back and I hope no one has seen what he just has done.

"You're lucky I am."