JESSICA
The way he’s looking at me makes me think I could come just from the sight of him.
He’s a sinful package with ripped muscles and tan skin. His hair is tousled from my hands gripping it, and his cock is glistening with my spit. My eyes roam over him, and he groans.
“Keep looking at me like that, and this will be over a lot faster,” He warns me before grabbing a condom from the nightstand. He rolls it on before settling over me. I open my legs wider, and he positions the head of his cock at my entrance.
“Ready for this, princess?” He asks me, gazing into my eyes.
“I’ve never been more ready for anything,” I say as he pushes into me. Luke groans into my neck, and I grip his back tightly, adjusting to his size.
“You okay, baby?” He asks me whilst looking down at where we’re connected.
“Yes, I’m good. Please fuck me now,” I tell him, and he grins at me before pulling back and pushing harder this time.
We find the perfect rhythm, and I’m tearing at hisback, arms, and every part of his body I can reach.
“God, Jessica, you feel perfect.” He kisses my throat and breasts, heightening my pleasure to levels I didn’t know existed.
When he starts curling my clit with his finger, I bite into his shoulder, the pleasure driving me insane.
“That’s right, baby, brand me with your mark. Let yourself go.” He urges me on, and I fall apart.
“Oh god, Luke!” I scream out, and he continues driving into me, harder and faster. Luke comes shortly after, and he groans into my mouth, our mouths open and tongues twisting.
It’s messy and sexy all at once.
When our breathing calms, he rolls off of me but pulls me with him and places me on top of his chest. He kisses my hair and tightens his arms around me.
“I think I’ll just stay in this bed forever,” he says, and I giggle at him. I might have to stay right here with him.
“Yeah, that was perfect,” I tell him and kiss his chest. He gets up to dispose of the condom and returns with a damp washcloth for me. My heart warms at his actions, and he climbs back into bed, pulling me into his arms.
I start tracing circles on his stomach as we talk about our travels to Australia. Luke urges me to travel with him so we can have more time together between the race weekends, and I must admit, he makes a convincing argument.
I usually travel the same evening as the race, or early the next morning with the rest of the media team. At first, I’m sceptical and worried that some may ask questions about my travel arrangements, but then I remind myself that people travel privately all the time.
Why would anyone care if I travel to Australia by myself?
It would be nice to spend some time with him outside the F1 world, maybe doing some sightseeing and exploring.
I’ve never been to Australia before, and Luke promises he’ll show me all his favourite spots once we get there.
I begin making my circles further down his stomach, moving toward his groin, and Luke raises an eyebrow at me.
“Ready to go again, princess?” I answer by throwing my legs over him, grabbing a condom, and rolling it on before positioning him and sinking into him, both of us groaning in pleasure.
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The next day, I feel energized, although I haven’t slept much during the night.
We had sex until we were exhausted, and even after falling asleep, we would wake up and go for another round until we were spent and fell asleep in each other’s arms again.
Luke is still asleep when I wake up, so I tiptoe to the bathroom. I’ll let him get some much-needed sleep; he’s a high-performing athlete, after all, and needs his rest.
I step into the shower and sigh as the water heats up and washes down my body. I’m shampooing my hair when arms wrap around me, and Luke nuzzles into my back.
“Why didn’t you wake me up?” he asks as he steps into the shower with me and begins kissing my neck.
