Chapter 17
LUKE
Fuck, that was hot.
Watching Jessica come undone might be the ultimate turn-on.
And seeing that my girl enjoys a little roughness with her pleasure confirms once again how great we are together.
Seeing her out of control, biting me, and trashing under me from the pleasure I give her has quickly become my new favourite experience.
When Jessica gets her breathing back to normal, I withdraw my fingers from her cunt before licking them off, one by one. Jessica’s eyes widen at the sight, but I also notice the subtle way her breath catches.
Yeah, she enjoys this just as much as I do.
“Now it’s my turn.” She tells me before climbing on top of me.
“Jessica, you’re not obligated to do anything. I’ll live on making you cum for quite some time,” I smile up at her. I honestly don’t want to rush her or us, but the sexual chemistry between us is begging to come out and play.
When she made the first move, I thought I might have died and gone to heaven. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve gotten myself off in these last weeks, thinking about her every single time.
“I know that you, silly idiot. I want to.” She tells me before she goes to work.
At first, she starts slowly, probably to give me a taste of my own medicine. I spent quite some time teasing her before touching the spots where she needed me the most, and now Jessica is doing the same to me.
She starts by inhaling and kissing down my neck before exploring my chest with her lips and tongue. I feel my breathing deepening and my cock hardening to the point of pain, but I let her have it her way.
She moves down my body and finally reaches the top of my pants. She smirks up at me before opening the zipper and dragging my pants down over my ass. I help her get them all the way off before she climbs back on top.
Now I’m only wearing my boxers, whilst she’s almost fully clothed.
“You need to take some clothes off too,” I tell her.
“I didn’t know we played clothing poker.” She jokes, but takes off her top, leaving her in a sexy black lace bra.
“If we were, you would be naked right now,” I tell her, and the challenge in her eyes knocks my breath away.
“Game on, hotshot. Someday, we will play poker and see who ends up naked first.” Then she grabs my cock and starts pumping.
I try to hold on to my control for dear life, but watching Jessica and the things she’s doing to me almost sends me over the edge right away. I grab her hair and close my eyes as I try to regain some control.
“Eyes on me, Luke. I want you to see yourself falling apart for me.”
Jesus Christ.
Who is this girl?
Jessica slides herself between my things and begins kissing her way up, still working me with her hands.
“Baby, I don’t know how long I’ll last if you keep this up,” I tell her, feeling hot from her touch. She closes her lips around my head and starts sucking my cock into her mouth. She works me while looking up at me with sinful eyes, and a confidence I haven’t seen in her before.
I realize Jessica gets off on this, making me feel as out of control as her. It sure can’t get any better than this.
She takes hold of my hands, placing them on top of her head and in her hair before positioning her hands on my thighs, working me deeper whilst urging me to take control over her.
I do, and I start fucking her mouth faster and harder.
“Jessica, I’m close.” I give her one last warning, but that only makes her suck me harder into her mouth before I fall apart, shooting my cum straight into her mouth. Jessica swallows and watches me hungrily, and I lie there breathing heavily.
“Jesus Christ, woman. Keep this up, and we’ll never leave the bedroom,” I tell her and gently kiss the top of her head as she cuddles into me, her body pressing softly against mine.
We lie there catching our breath when my phone rings. I want to throw the damn thing out the window, but Jessica sits up and grabs it for me before handing it over.
“It’s okay. It could be important,” she tells me. I look at the caller ID and see that the team principal is calling, which probably means it’s important.
He doesn’t call me often, especially on my private cell, because he knows I don’t want to be bothered unless it’s something urgent. I pick up.
“Hey, it’s Luke.”
“Hey, mate. I’m sorry to tell you this, but I have to call an emergency team meeting. Someone has trashed the garage, and I don’t know if the cars have been tampered with. I need everyone to get down here and check everything.” I curse and sit up.
“I’ll be there as soon as I can,” I tell him, and then I hang up.
I fill Jessica in, and she quickly finds our clothes scattered around the room, helping me get dressed.
“I’m so sorry about this. I want nothing more than to stay here with you,” I tell her, holding her in my arms and running my hands down her back.
“It’s okay, Luke. I hope the cars are all in good condition. I can catch a ride with you back to the paddock if that’s okay, and I’ll let you get to your team.”
Once again, I’m struck by how amazing she is, so understanding.
When we’re all dressed, we take the elevator down, and I use the time wisely, exploring every nook and cranny of her mouth.
When we reach the paddock, I first drop off Jessica at her bus. Jessica leaves me with one last lingering kiss before going inside her trailer, and I continue down to our team’s spot, where the chaos awaits.
Our team principal updates us, and thankfully, the initial reaction was bigger than the actual mess in our garage.
The paddock and garages are heavily guarded by security to ensure that no one has unauthorized access to the cars.
One of the security guards was taking a smoke break and returned a few minutes later.
Our garage is full of paint, but it doesn’t seem like anything else has been tampered with. Sometimes activists of different sorts will pull stunts like this in order to gain attention for a cause.
By the time we all get out, it’s late, so I decide I’ll go back to my hotel and get some much-needed rest.
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The next day is packed with practice, team meetings, and media. I try to sneak away for a minute, but whenever I see my chance, someone calls my name and asks for something.
I fire off a text to Jessica, thankful that I finally have her number.
Luke: How is the princess today?
Her response comes almost immediately.
Jessica: Well, a particular hotshot driver just sent me a text, so the day is looking up.
Luke: Who is the bastard? Do I need to kick someone’s ass?
Jessica: Getting violent for me already, Hastings?
Luke: You know how I like getting my hands dirty.
Jessica: You and me both.
Talking with her makes me feel light and happy amid a busy day. Just as I’m sending off my reply, I get called to a strategy meeting, but my mind is elsewhere.