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ChapterThirty-Five

Maria Alejandra

The dry heat has never been my favorite, but at least there’s no humidity. It makes you feel sticky, especially if you’re in a place like Abu Dhabi. The car wasn’t super hard to drive because of the weather; it was the track.

The track has some of the longest straights in Formula One, which makes the speed undeniable. I may dominate here, but sectors eleven to nineteen gave me a fucking whiplash.

I placed first, an amazing way to end the season. I had been fighting Ren by a point for third place in the championship. Xavier came first in drivers; Amir got second, and I got third. Being in the top three your rookie season is insane. Elektra won Constructors’, leaving Dupuis in second and Sansui in third. Overall, it’s been a great season for everyone and, beyond any doubt, an eventful one. My contract has already been renewed for next year, with Luca sitting by my side as team principal.

No one knows about us, but I know people are suspicious. Especially after he ran to my rescue after the crash. No team principal has ever done that before. Xavier obviously knows; it’s almost impossible for him not to. His face when he found out was the smuggest shit I’ve ever seen.

“I can see into the future,” he said when I told him. I laugh at the memory. That man is the funniest, most sarcastic person I’ve ever met, and he wears it well.

I feel like I’m floating outside my body.

They call my name. I yell out, cheering with the whole team below me. I look down to a smiling Luca.

“Thank you,” I mouth towards him, and he winks. My eyes start watering.

Nope I am not crying.

There’s a point in a person’s life when they feel like everything is in its place, and at this moment, that’s what I’m feeling. And I’m grabbing it by its throat.

I would be nothing without Formula One. I wouldn’t belong anywhere. This is my dream and it’s where I found the love of my life in a completely unexpected way. I don’t know what’s to come, but I know that Luca will be next to me.

Walking towards my cool down room, I’m pulled by my arm into another room. I yelp. It’s dark when the door is shut. All I can hear is breathing, desperate breaths.

“You know,ragazza, seeing you up there turns me on.” I immediately smile when I hear his accent fill the room. “Do you have a kink for my happiness, Mr. Donatello?”

“No, I have a kink for your success.”

“World domination is the plan.” I laugh as he leaves kisses down my neck.

Here we go.

I have my racing suit around my waist and the cool compression shirt on top. He shoves the suit down my legs, the material just like my shirt is apparent on my bottom half. Luckily, they’re two pieces, so he rips them off easily. One thing about Luca is he takes what he wants when he wants it.

It’s a blessing and a curse, but in this current situation, it’s a God-given gift.

“You know, I’ve always wanted to fuck you in your suit.”

“Is that so?” He hums before shoving my licra down. His hand immediately goes to my clothed pussy. His mouth close to my ear. He has me against the wall of what I assume is a closet. What type of closet? I don’t know, nor do I care.

“I’m going to have to make your congratulations orgasm quick. Okay, baby?” I bite my lip and nod.

Shoving my panties down, he aligns his cock with my entrance and slowly enters. I’m already wet from his voice, so it slides in perfectly. I hiss.

He starts moving, and it feels fucking incredible. I stabilize myself with my arms on his shoulders, throwing my head back. The rhythm is slow. I can tell he’s trying to find my g-spot. When he finally hits it, I shriek.

He covers my mouth with his hand.

“You know I love your screams, but not here. Try to keep quiet, okay?” I try to say yes, but his hand blocks the words from materializing out in the open.

His pace starts going faster and my body starts tensing with every thrust. I can hear the slickness of us. He groans softly every time I tense around him. My sounds become more frantic underneath his hand.

I swear I’m trying not to make a sound, but when I tell you the dick is good, I mean every word.

He said quick and he meant it. I shake around him, seeing the galaxy he once promised I would see. Making sure I came first, his thrusts get sloppy before he unloads inside my cunt. Our breaths release in relief at how quick we can make each other reach our peaks.


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