đđđđđđđ | lewis hamilton x black oc!zuri weston
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đđđđđđđđ | All Zuri Weston wanted to do was pay off her debts. All conventional ways of doing so had led her to dead ends and the struggle was becoming too much to bear. In comes her best friend with a solution. A controversial solution but one that had worked for plenty women before her. So Zuri took a gamble with her chances. She didnât realise how much her gamble would come back to pay tenfold âŠ
RPF, BDSM, pleasure dom/submissive, Sugar arrangements/relationships, graphic sexual content.
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Themes that are explored within this story are purely a work of fiction. They do not reflect my personal views nor the views of the real persons depicted. As stated before, this is purely a work of fiction. READ AT OWN RISK.
đ đđđđđđđđ: mikai mcdermott as zuri weston
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đđđđđđđđ: MONACO 2024.
I hated feeling like I was wasting an outfit. And right now as I sat by the bar,observing my best friend, Nicole, mingling with the rest of the group. At least one of us was enjoying the night. I turned back to face the bar and nursed my glass of wine.
The third one in a row and honestly, it should be my last one. I cannot afford to continue drinking. Only by the love and grace of Nicole and her group of âgirlfriendsâ was I even here in the first place. But they werenât payers no, no, no - they were scouts and right now the men they were indulging in humourless banter had not one clue that they were being hunted.
Or maybe they did and they didnât care. Monte Carlo was the playground for the for the rich and wealthy. Spending a couple of bands on a night out with beautiful women was a drop in the bucket.
It would be be easy for me to finish my drink and walk across the lounge to join them. I mean, that was the entire purpose of the trip. Come to Monaco during one of the biggest events the small country has to offer and ânetworkâ. A fancy way of calling it but it was fitting.
It would be easy for me to smile in their face, laugh at their dry jokes and indulge them long enough to sink my claws into them until they freely splurge until I say no.
I could do it, I should do it ⊠and yet I felt stuck to this stool.
Sighing, I took another sip of my wine and licked my lips of the remanence.
âYou know what doesnât make sense?â The softest yet husky voice spoke next to me. Their intoxicating scent caught me next, driving me to turn my head and face the owner of the voice. I almost gasped at who was standing beside me, yet even then I had the peace of mind to not react and maintain my composure.
It took another second for my brain to register the slight tone of flirtation in his voice. The way he held my gaze told me one thing. He wanted an opening.
And I was going to give it to him.
âAnd whatâs that?â I replied as I turned my body to face his and crossed my legs. His eyes momentarily tracked the movement before he drew his attention back to my face.
âWhy a beautiful woman like you is sitting alone by the bar with no one there to offer her another drink. Youâve been nursing that glass of wine for some time now.â
âHave you been watching me?â I smirked as I tipped my head to the side.
âI couldnât help it. You caught my attention and I had to make sure that you were alone before I made my move.â He admitted as he mirrored the movement of my head as he kept his eyes locked in with mine.
âNow that youâre that here, are you going to buy me a glass?â
âHow does the bottle sound?â
âThat sounds perfect.â I gave him and the smile he returned held a lot of promise.
âą summary: After 945 days of always believing, never giving up, the 2024 British Grand Prix - the sun shone upon on the king of Formula One once more.
âą tags: 18+, MDNI, NSFW, super fluff, pre-established bfwb to lovers, tears of joy, smut, oral [f receiving], unprotected sex, mentions of birth control, creampie, HEA.
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âHe is the man who raises the bar, who raises the stats! Who takes things to stratospheric levels and heâs only got three corners now! He can see the crowd standing and giving him that round of applause! He is ready to kick start the celebrations! EIGHT TIMES WEâVE SAID IT BEFORE, HEREâS A NINTH FOR YA! LEWIS HAMILTON WINS THE BRITISH GRAND PRIX! WHAT A VICTORY! HAMILTON IS BACK!â
Everything after David Croftyâs commentary became white noise as all you could hear were your screams of joy alongside those of the team behind you and the crowd. It did not take long for your tears to surface as it dawned onto you what had just happened.
Lewis had won his first race after two and a half years, even sweeter that he won his home race. The feeling was so overwhelming, you could feel your knees crumbling beneath your weight as gleeful joy rushed through you along with resounding relief that this drought was over. The poetic justice of Lewis returning to the top stoop of the podium at Silverstone added another layer of sweetness to the victory.
As you hugged your best friend, all of those moments you shared with him, comforting him through his anxieties, reassuring him through his insecurities and motivating him to keep pushing when he was close to quitting - they all came flooding back into your mind.
You were trembling as you sobbed and you couldnât stop it. You were overpowered with your happiness and pride for Lewis. He slightly pulled back from the hug and cupped your cheeks, the British flag that had been around his shoulders, now in the crooks of his elbows.
He wiped away your tears as his shone bright and dampened his lashes. âIf you keep crying, Iâm going to keep crying.â He commented which caused you to giggle through your sniffles.
âYouâre right, youâre right.â You nodded and gave him a bright smile. âThe podium is waiting for you champ.â
You shared one more before you parted ways and he left you with a kiss on your cheek. As he walked away, he turned back around to you with a glint in his eye that you recognised because you looked at him just the same.
Longing.
Ten years of great friendship with the lines increasingly becoming blurred did not change the feelings of pride that were rolling through you in waves as you stood amongst his family with your hands on his niece, Willowâs shoulders. You didnât care that your tears were ruining your makeup as from the corner of your eye, you caught the camera pointed in your direction.
You were looking up at Lewis as walked onto the podium. His mother, Carmen wrapped an arm around you and you leaned into her motherly warmth. Lewis caught site of you all standing there and he blew a kiss towards you with only you returning a kiss back.
âThatâs our boy!â Carmen gleamed as the British national anthem played through the speakers.
Lewis was eager to return to London and once all of his professional duties were obliged, he left Silverstone. He asked for you to join him and Roscoe on the helicopter instead of returning with his family. He needed you close, grounding him.
Rosa and the team were rushing to find a place willing to host them for a celebratory dinner party and until then, you were back at his home. Lewis was lying on his bed with his eyes focused on the ceiling as Bob Marley softly played through the sound system.
You smiled at him as you took off your shoes and joined him on the bed.
âHow are you feeling champ?â You asked him. Lewis turned to face you and you noticed that his eyes were still slightly red from the crying but the twinkle of joy was back in them.
âEverything feels so surreal right now. Like did that really just happen?â He whispered.
You nodded as your grin spread across your face. âItâs real. I watched you cross that line before anyone else.â
The tears began to well up in his eyes and he brought the heels of his palms to them and covered his eyes. You could see his bottom lip trembling and it pinched at your heart. Your hand came up and rubbed soft circles into his chest soothingly. Your own tears were threatening to join as but you held them at bay and you leaned forward to place kisses onto his hands before you covered your body with his, hugging him.
Lewis did not resist hugging you and hiding his face into your chest. The both of you shifted into a more comfortable position with you on his lap as you played with his hair as he squeezed your waist.
âIâm so proud of you.â You mumbled as you placed a kiss on his shoulder. âSo, so proud of you. You overcame what you thought wouldnât be possible again. That feeling is back within you.â
He took a deep breath and brought his face out of your chest. You smiled down at him as you wiped his tears away and cradled his cheeks. Lewis sighed as he returned your smile and continued being engulfed in your warmth.
You let his braids out of the ponytail and massaged his scalp. âYou make everything better.â He confessed with made your heart swoon. âThank you for being here with me. For always being here with me, even when I wanted to be alone, you never left me.â
âI would never leave you. Iâm your best friend, thatâs what Iâm here for.â
âYouâre more than that to me and you know that.â He clarified with a slight squeeze of your waist.
âOh really? I donât remember us having that conversation.â You raised your eyebrow as you smirked. It had been two years of the two of you crossing that boundary into a more sexually intimate relationship. No one outside the both of you had any knowledge of the progression, however as the days went by, it was getting harder to hide.
âI had been planning to ask you this weekend whether I had won or not. I have bared myself to you in a way I have not with anyone else in a long time. Youâve accepted every part of me and it makes me love you more than I already do now. I want this with you.â His admission had your heart bursting through your chest.
âI want this with you too. I want everything with you.â You replied. In your heightened sense of emotion, you dropped your head and captured his lips. He always tasted so good as his soft lips mangled against yours.
Lewisâs large hands came to cradle your face before he used his strength to flip your bodies so that you were beneath him. His grip on your face was tender - in contrast to his kisses that were hungry and passionate. He then slipped his hands along your body with a sensuality that caressed more than your skin.
Your mind immediately became clouded in lust filled daze, drowning in your desire for him. You could feel his desire for you, hardening against the side of your thigh.
âIf we continue, weâre going to be late for your party.â You whispered between kisses but refused to push him away.
âI donât care, they can wait. I need to feel you.â Your heart skipped a beat as he hovered above you and hooked the straps of your top in between his fingers and brought them down. Your breasts spilled out , making you bite onto your bottom lip.
Lewis groaned as he stared at your stiffening nipples. Greedily, he leaned forward and licked your dark nipple into his mouth. With his other hand, he dragged your skirt and underwear down the length of your legs.
His touch was electrifying - every brush of his fingers against your skin sent sparks of pleasure through every part of you.
As he branded your mouth with his again, you desperately reached for his shirt. He discarded his clothing and got in between your legs and dominated you with his tongue sliding back into your mouth.
Then Lewis tore his lips away from yours. A whimper of loss left you as he trailed his tongue down your chest until his face was settled in between your thighs.
âWait, tonight is about you.â Your voice rang through your heavy breathing. You got up and leaned on your shoulders as you peered down at him.
âThis is my prize.â He mumbled as he parted your legs further. You watched as he inhaled your scent before softly growling âYouâre always so wet for me.â
Before your mind could conjure up a thought. Lewis was leaning forward and licking your clit. The tip of his tongue was warm and twirling around the nub in the way you liked.
Whenever he was in between your legs he always took his time getting you worked up. The scent of your arousal filled the air as the pleasure rose within your body. The ecstasy was mind-numbing and set your body on fire.
He licked, sucked and fucked you with his tongue doing it all through your cries, moans and whines. Your body felt like it was elevating with the deviancy of his hunger. His hands pushed down on your chest and fondled with your breasts, tugging on your nipples until they were completely sensitive.
Vibrant colours exploded behind your eyes as your orgasm detonated. The first one was devastating but the small tremors that followed were equally shocking.
Lewis hummed with his eyes closed before opening his beautiful brown eyes and giving you a devilish smile. Your juices covering his bearded chin and lips. âAlways so good for me.â
Panting, all you could you was return a smile and nod your head.
He licked his lips and hovered above you until you were face to face. You smiled as you felt his leaking tip pressed into your stomach. âIf I ate you out any longer, I was going to come.â Lewis said causing you to chuckle.
âOne of these days, I want to see you do that for me.â You held onto his chin and pulled him closer to your lips. Lewis groaned as he closed that small gap and kissed you with an intensity that seized your body. And you kissed him back with just as much ferocity.
It felt like he was pouring his entire soul into you and you readily welcomed it. Months of yearning for more had built up to this moment.
You reached in between your bodies and stroked his thick and long dick in your warm hand. He moaned into your mouth as his hips twitched into the soft pace of your moving hand.
âYou need to let go of me now so I can get the condom.â Lewis groaned as his eyes fluttered. Instead you hooked your thigh onto his waist and rubbed his tip against your clit.
âIâm back on my pill.â You whispered.
âYou sure about this?â He asked as he looked into your eyes.
âIâm sure.â Your answer caused Lewis to peck your lips before he deepened the kiss. Then, he sunk into you, inch by inch until he was nestled deep within.
âLewis.â You gasped his name as he stretched your walls around him and you moved your hips to his rhythm.
âIâm all yours sweetheart.â Your bodies moved against each other sp perfectly. A push and pull between two souls intertwining as whole.
His strokes were hard and deep, touching a spot only he could reach, the drag of his pelvis against your clit heightened the pleasure that you were experiencing.
Your breaths came out in short and hard pants as his pounds rattled your body. The pleasure was too much for you to take but Lewis wasnât stopping.
He claimed you, the word âMineâ leaving his lips with each drag of your walls on his dick. Lewis momentarily stopped and hooked his arms beneath your knees and pressed into harder. This position made him deeper than he was before.
With this new position, your toes were curling and your mind was going blank at just hoe delicious he felt inside of you. You could feel your wetness soaking the both of you and allowed for Lewis to sink impossibly deeper until it was bittersweet.
One particular thrust forced your eyes opened as you met his hooded stare with his braids curtaining his face. He smirked as your eyes rolled to the back of your head as the tip of his dick touched an undiscovered spot.
âOhhh f-fuucckk.â You whined as your free hand came to his pelvis and you tried pushing against him to ease up.
âMove your hand.â Lewis hissed at you as he slowly rolled his hips, licking his lips as he enjoyed the expression of pleasure on your face.
âYouâre s-so deep.â You breathlessly moaned with furrowed brows as you held onto the back of your thighs.
One thing he loved about you was the way you handled the intensity of his love. Emotionally, mentally and physically - you took it al,let it engulf you and embraced it.
And you never looked more beautiful.
He picked up the pace, his hips slammed into you harder and harder until your screams were all that he could hear. In the background, you could hear Roscoe barking in concern but Lewis covered your mouth with his.
âI can feel you.â He groaned against your lips. âAre you going to give it to me?â
âMhm! Yes baby! Yes!â You clenched your fists into the sheets as you were on the edge of exploding. Lewis bent down and took your nipple into his mouth and he bit on it.
You lost it as you gave yourself to him. You moaned as your body shook from head to toe as your walls clenched around his dick and you gushed around him.
âThatâs it, thatâs it. Such a good girl for me. Only for me.â He kissed along your neck as your eyes crossed.
This orgasm was as intense as the previous but the filling of Lewis erupting inside of you added to the pleasure of the moment. He was clinging onto you as he softly grunted beside your ear.
âYou always feel amazing.â He said before he kissed you again, high off the passion of your tryst. You smiled against his lips, caressing his back as the kiss became lazy and sloppy.
âI feel so full.â You whispered.
âYeah, thatâs what you wanted right? You full of me?â He teased you which caused you to roll your eyes as you tried to play off the smile drawing on your face. He slowly pulled out and the mixture of your essence trickled out after.
âGod, I wish I could take a picture of that. So sexy.â His eyes were beginning to darken with lust as he stared at the sight in front him. His hand came to your pussy and rubbed on your sensitive clit which caused you to jolt away.
Lewis laughed at your reaction.
âIf you start again, weâre not making it to that dinner.â You said as you rolled onto your stomach and closed your legs so that nothing else trailed out.
You squealed as he slapped your ass before he leaned forward and kissed where his palm had come into impact.
âWeâre only going to be there for two hours tops. Now that youâre mine officially, I need more time with you.â
âYouâre going to break me.â You mumbled as you tried to fight off the sleep threatening to take over your body as the phantom ache of him inside of you resided in your cunt.
âAnd Iâll put you back together again.â He smiled as he kissed on your shoulder. You smiled at the promise.
âMmmm.â Jamilah moaned softly. âThis is some of the best sorbet Iâve ever tasted.â Her eyes were closed as she savoured the taste but his eyes were on her face watching her. Since they had started dating, her and Lewis would explore all the vegan food spots that the city had to offer, including Neat Burger - a vegan fast food restaurant Lewis a controlling stake in. Lewis never cared about what Jamilah ate but he had picked up on the fact whenever they did decide impromptu food dates, she would suggest a restaurant that was vegan or had a lot of vegan options. He appreciated that effort from her and it made his feelings for Jamilah deepen further.
After her comment, Jamilah must have realised how quiet he had been. So she opened her eyes and turned to face him, he didnât shift his attention from her face and it caused her to sheepishly smile as she licked her lips of the remnants of the sorbet.
âWhat?â Jamilah enquired with the softest giggle to her tone.
âNothing.â He shrugged his shoulders. âI just like seeing you enjoy your food. Every time you eat., your first bite is your slowest, like youâre really savouring it and this expression of joy spreads across your face. Thatâs the moment I wait for to savour myself.â
His words caused her to take a sharp gasp and then exhale as she inched closer to his body on the bench. Lewis placed his head on the back of the bench behind her head as she crossed her leg so that her calf softly hung over his parted legs.
âThat was the sweetest whole load of nothing Mr. Poet.â She said as she leaned closer to his face. Lewis smiled as he closed the gap in between them and brushed her nose with the tip of his.
âYou like it when I become wax poetic for you.â He mumbled against her lips.
âUnfortunately, I do.â Jamilah whispered before sliding his bottom lip over hers and then capturing them completely. They both taste of the of the summer berries sorbet they had been eating but from her tongue, the flavour was so much sweeter.
A low moan left his mouth as she seeked out his tongue before beginning to suck on it. Lewis had to quickly stop this kiss before he took it too far. His free hand came to the back of her neck and softy gripped it, forcing himself to pull his lips away.
âYou canât be kissing me like that in public. Youâre playing a dangerous game pulling that move.â He lightly teased her bottom lip, licking it and then slightly biting it. Jamilahâs free hand came to his chin and gripped it inbetween her pointer finger and thumb.
âI like taking you out of your element. I think about you losing your cool a little too often for my liking.â She stated as she caressed his lip with her thumb. Lewis suddenly nipped at the digit which caused her to yelp and then giggle.
âLetâs finish these cones before I do something thatâll get us in trouble.â He mumbled as he stood up and stretched out his hand for her to take. Once their fingers were interlinked, they took a walk down the block as they continued enjoying each otherâs company.
JAMILAH
A few days after the sorbet date, Lewis wanted to take Jamilah on one more date before he left for another race. With all of the time that they had been spending together, she was past the point of attachment, Jamilah knew that was falling and she was falling fast.
However, she knew that Lewis had to be feeling the way that she was. From the words he shared, his touch and his intended action with her. People in both of their camps were cautioning them about the speed of how their relationship was progressing but neither of them cared.
âSo miss thang, we both know that youâre not coming home tonight so we changed your clutch bag to a larger shoulder bag and put in your essentials case.â Amal said as she dropped onto her older sisterâs bed with a slight bounce. âOh! And we swapped the condoms that were in there, lord knows that they needed a change.â
âAMAL!â Jamilah exclaimed as she whipped around to face her little sister as Jodie lightly chuckled as she snacked on a bowl of grapes.
âWhat? Iâm nineteen, I know about condoms.â
âI know. Youâre still my sister and I would like to not think about you touching such in relation to me.â
âOh I didnât do that, Jodie did. She changed the size too.â
âThis is NOT the conversation I need to be having right now before I leave.â Jamilah scrunched her eyes shut as she tried not to focus on the words out of her sisterâs mouth.
âListen, weâve all seen the shots and videos of Lewis adjusting his racing suit, we are not blind. Weâre just making sure that youâve got the right shit. Iâm sure he has his own but you can never be too careful.â Jodie stated as Amal nodded her head along in agreement. Jamilah sighed as she stood up straight after finishing the application of her mascara.
âOne, I donât need to hear my two closest people talking about they were looking at videos of my man adjusting his junk. And two, while I appreciate your efforts, I highly doubt weâll have sex tonight. In some cliche way, Iâm waiting until he asks me to be his girlfriend.â Jamilah responded.
âAnd if he did ask you tonight? Would you?â
Jamilah pondered on the question. Things had been going very well between them but something just didnât feel quite yet. The moment hadnât arrived for the official question to be asked.
âNo. But I will enjoy everything else.â She answered with a smile. âNow, stilettos or boots?â
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She had chosen the boots to go with her black bodycon mini dress and the leather trench coat to shield her from the chilly winds of a London night. Lewis wasnât able to come pick her up but he had arranged for a car to pick her up to drive her to the restaurant.
When she arrived outside of the restaurant, Jamilah was grateful to see that there were no paparazzi lurking by - at least from what she could see. She was quickly greeted by the front of house before being led through the space and led her right to Lewis.
He stood up as she approached the booth. There was a smile on his face as he moved around the table and outstretched his arm to take her hand and pull her into a soft kiss. Jamilah pressed a hand on his chest as she smiled against his lips.
âYou look beautiful as ever Princess.â He mumbled into her ear as he embraced her.
âThank you, handsome.â He was dressed simply in all black with a sleeveless buttoned cardigan with a couple of chains hanging from his neck. Jamilah placed one more kiss on his cheek. He took her hand and led her to sit down first before sliding into the booth and placing himself beside her.
The front of house placed the menus in front of them. âAndy will be your server for the night, theyâll be with you shortly.â
âThank you.â Lewis replied to the staff before turning his full attention back to Jamilah. He leaned forward and took a sniff of her neck before placing a kiss onto her skin. The action caused her giggle. âYou smell like vanilla and caramel today.â
âI changed my lotion a couple of days ago.â She replied as she opened the menu. âAre we drinking today?â
âIâm flying out tomorrow night so I can have a couple.â
âYay!â Jamilah cheered as she reached for the drinks menu and browsed through the wine list. âAre you getting some sushi with me?â
âYeah. I checked out the menu before I booked our table, they know my dietary requirements already.â Lewis said as he pulled the menu towards him.
âWill my fishy breath bother you?â
âPrincess, Iâve kissed you after you demolished six birria tacos in like ten minutes. I think we are very much past the point of me caring about fishy breath after sushi.â
âOkay. I was just checking.â She giggled.
Andy came to their table and took their food and drink orders. Once they had left, Jamilah turned to Lewis and began playing with the chains around his neck.
âAre you coming back right after Monaco?â She asked him.
âI have some contractual things that I have to sort out whilst Iâm still out there but then I have to fly out stateside to get some work done before Canada.â
âSo I wonât physically see you until you come for Spain?!â She pouted, the cute expression causing him to laugh.
âWe donât need to be apart that long. I know your album roll out doesnât start until Silverstone weekend. Itâs in final production so you have some time on your hands.â
âAnd youâre saying all of this because?â
âIâm saying all of this because I want you to join me.â Lewis state confidently as he looked into her eyes. Jamilah was partially surprised at the statement but from what he had previously said that this was where it was leading to and honestly? It made her feel extremely giddy.
Then it dawned onto her.
âWhy are you just asking me now?! I barely have time to prepare.â She said as she playfully nudges his arm.
âYou can fly out on Saturday night and be there for race day.â
âNo. Iâll fly out Friday night and then during the layover going stateside, Iâll grab the rest of my stuff.â
âGod, my team is gonna think Iâm crazy for doing this.â
âThey had a meltdown at those pictures of us after our ice-cream date. I cannot imagine how Rosa is going to handle it me being there for the entire weekend without warning.â
âIâll message her in the morning so that she has a heads up.â Lewis chuckled.
âExcuse me guys, here are your drinks. A white wine and an old fashioned with an extra half shot.â Andy placed their drinks down then announced that their food would be arriving shortly.
âWho is going to be at the race?â She asked as she took a sip of her wine.
âRoscoe. Heâs going to be travelling with us for a little bit. I missed him.â
âAww, I miss my little guy too.â She smiled. âAnyone else Iâll know?â
âIâm not really sure yet but some of the guyâs partners will be there.â
âWant me to join their little WAGâs club?â She joked.
âYou can do that.â He laughed. âMaking new friends is always good.â He added causing her to roll her eyes and smile before drinking more of her wine.
During their dinner, their conversation never stopped - mostly focused on their plans for their coming weeks together. They fed each other pieces of their food but it was mostly Lewis sharing his enoki mushrooms in chilli oil because Jamilah had not liked the seaweed salad she had ordered.
Once her glass of wine was finished, Jamilah was more than ready to leave and spend time with Lewis in a more intimate setting. She wrapped her hands around his arm and she dropped her chin onto his shoulder.
He glanced down at her with a soft smile on his lips.
âHow are you feeling baby?â He asked as he moved his free hand to her face and brushed a braid that had fallen out of place and tucked it behind her ear.
âIâm good. Thank you for dinner.â She said, sighing softly as Lewis drew mindless patterns with the back of his fingers.
âYouâre welcome baby.â He cupped her cheek and then pecked her lips. âYou ready to go?â He questioned which Jamilah responded by nodding her head.
Lewis called for the bill and after it was settled he stood up first and grabbed her trench coat, holding it out for her to wear.
Their car was already waiting for them as they walked outside hand in hand. He let her enter into the car first and then he got in after. On the drive over to his home, Jamilah texted her groupchat updating them on her whereabouts and bidding her goodnights. It did not take long for them to respond. She just smiled to herself and locked her phone.
The driver drove into the underground parking of his building and parked close to the entrance doors.
âThank you, Justin.â The two of them said to his driver, who threw an appreciative nod back.
They entered into the elevator and she smiled when she saw the mirror. âTake a picture with me.â
âAre you going to post it?â
âOnly to my close friends.â She chewed onto her bottom lip.
âOkay.â He stopped leaning against the mirror as she positioned herself in front of him. His hands came to her hips as she grabbed onto his neck and took the picture.
âThere we go.â She giggled as she stared at the way his head naturally leaned towards hers. Lewis glanced at the picture as well.
âSend me that.â He said as she posted the picture onto her private Instagram story. She hummed as an answer as the elevator finally reached the main floor of his building.
The entrance of the ground floor of his home was a well decorated foyer with a central table with a beautiful cherry blossom bonsai tree sitting on top a marbled floor. Dotted across the white walls of the foyer were decorative art pieces complimenting the colour palette of the area.
âNot only did you renovate this building to have an underground parking space and with an elevator, you have a foyer with a bonsai tree to greet you!â
âWait until you see the indoor spa.â His comment caused Jamilah to gasp with glee.
âWe are so ending the house tour with that.â
Lewis then proceeded to show her around his home, leaving the master bedroom and his closet. Somewhere along the way, they had both taken off their shoes - Jamilah, happy to be flat footed with her boho braids in a bun.
Seeing the blue of the water was like a siren calling which shot an idea into her mind. She stopped walking in her tracks and turned to face Lewis from where he stood.
âI want to jump into this pool.â She exclaimed which made Lewis chuckle.
âAre you sure that you want to do that?.â He asked.
âIs the water heated?â
âLet me check.â He walked towards the control panel closest to him. He pressed a few buttons and then nodded his head. âYeah itâs warm.â
âSo whatâs stopping me from taking a dip in this gorgeous pool of yours?â
âUm, you donât have a swimsuit?â Instead of answering, Jamilah took a good look around. The spa pool was dimly lit with loft music playing in the background, the sounds of the jets echoing into the space.
âYou know you can always come back and do this at a later date. Are you sure that you want to do this now?â Lewis asked her as he stood by the entrance to the indoor pool as his eyes followed Jamilah who was dancing around close to the edge of the pool. She then turned on her heel to look at him with her eyes brimming with mischief once her mind was finally made up.
âI mean my underwear provides the same function right? Covering up all my good bits.â Her answer caused Lewis to laugh before he licked his lips and shifted his weight with his hands behind his back as he leaned on the wall with his shoulder for support.
âI guess so.â Lewis later mumbled.
Her next move could not be blamed on alcohol. She only had one glass of wine at dinner - Jamilah could only blame it on being high off the attention that Lewis had been constantly feeding her all night.
So whilst holding eye contact with him, she began pulling the bottom of her dress upwards her thighs. She could hear his breath hitching when her black thongs got exposed to his eyes. It brought a smile to her face. Jamilah grabbed the bottom of the bunched up fabric and completely pulled the dress of her body before dropping it onto the floor.
âFuuck.â Lewis lowly uttered which sent a shiver down her spine. She bit onto her lip as he drank in her body. The softly padded bra did nothing to hide her bodyâs reaction to his gaze.
He stood up straight as she began slowly inching backwards towards the heated pool. âAre you going to join me or are you going to stand there and watch me?â
Due to the silence, Jamilah could only focus on the frantic beating of her heart after she had asked the question. But she didnât need a verbal answer - her abdomen muscles involuntarily clenched as she watched Lewis push off the wall and begin to approach her.
With a smirk playing on his lips, he begun to work to unfasten the buttons of his sleeveless cardigan before pushing it off his body. Once the fabric fell away from his shoulders, he turned to his jeans to unbutton them and push them past his thighs leaving him just his boxers.
Jamilah chewed on her bottom lip as she let her eyes marvel in the beauty of the specimen standing in front of her. Not wanting to let nerves show any further than they had been to this point. She walked to the ladder leading into the pool and began to inch her body below the surface of the water. She shivered at the contact with the warm water but she let it wash over the longer she immersed herself in the pool.
She swam away from the ladder, careful not to get her hair wet as she got closer to the edge closet to where Lewis was standing.
âDonât be scared to jump in.â She teased him. He rolled his eyes before he dove into the water. Jamilah squealed as she turned her face away from the splashes of the water. Before she could clear the water away from her face, she felt his arms reach across her waist and he pulled her into the warmth of his body.
âYouâre so fucking lucky I have braids right now because had it been a silk press, it would been real bad for you.â
âI would have just given you the money to get it sorted.â He shrugged as he wrapped her limbs around his body.
âNot all of us have hair stylists on retainer. I have to book mine.â
âSo I would have given you mine.â His sentence caused her to laugh as they continued to bob along in the water.
âNo offence babe, because for whatever reason that works for you but Iâll never let your stylist touch my hair.â
âNot this again.â He groaned.
âYes this again! Baby you need to change the person who does your hair. Iâm tired of your fans crying in my comments every time I post.â
âPrincess, I donât want to talk about how much you and my fans donât like my braider when youâre this close to my dick.â Lewis said he squeezed her ass cheeks causing a squeal to leave her mouth before giggling. She was just not realising how much she did when she was with him.
âFine.â She tried to pull away from him but Lewis held onto her. âBaby.â A soft laugh left her as she placed her hands on his shoulders. âIf you donât let go of me, I canât enjoy this marvellous pool the way I want to.â
âGive me a kiss first.â He mumbled. That she could do. She slid her lips against his. Lewis moved his hand along her back before settling on the back of her neck to deepen the kiss. On instinct, Jamilah pushed her breasts against his chest as she moaned into his mouth. Without realising, she had been rubbing herself against the fabric of Lewisâs boxers. He brought his hands to her waist to steady her before he pulled his mouth away from the kiss.
âIf you want to swim then I suggest unwrapping yourself from me before I take you out of here.â She blushed as she detached her legs from his body. She splashed his back as she swam away trying to calm the rush that had began to spread through her body.
Before she had let go of him, Jamilah had looked into his eyes. They held promise. They had been playing so close on the edge and if she wasnât careful, she was going to break the promise she had made to herself.
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After spending no more than thirty minutes swimming and playing in the pool, Lewis led her to the master bedroom and showed her the en suite, giving her something to change in as he utilised a guest bathroom to shower. Once he was done, he went to collect their belongings and headed back to the bedroom.
Jamilah hadnât left the bathroom but he could hear that the shower was off. As he folded her dress and placed it by her handbag. She opened the door and his eyes took her in. She stood there wearing one of his baggy t-shirt. He had also given her a new pair of brief boxers but they werenât showing as they were swallowed by the fabric.
âDonât you look gorgeous.â He smiled at her as she walked towards him and reached for her bag.
âYou never stop do you?â Jamilah said as she dug through the bad and pulled out a smaller bag.
âLike any man, I like seeing my woman in my clothes.â She rolled her eyes at his answer as she pulled out a silk scarf.
âGive it to me.â He held out his hand and she placed the scarf into his palm. Lewis focused on carefully wrapping her braids, making sure that it wasnât too tight on her edges.
âThank you honey.â She lightly stood on her tip-toes and pecked his lips. âWhereâs your durag? I need to wrap up your fuck ass braids.â
âYou need to stop talking shit about my hair.â
âNot until you change your braider.â She replied in a sing-song voice. Lewis didnât respond to her but he sat in between her legs as she sat on the edge of the bed. Jamilah soothed out his plaits once she had taken off his hair tie. She secured the durag and placed a kiss on top of his head. âAll done.â
Lewis turned his head and kissed her thigh. He continued to place kisses on her skin as he turned his body.
âStop!â She squealed, feeling ticklish and pushed his head away from her legs but Lewis picked her up by her knees and dropped her further up the bed. Jamilah rushed to pull the t-shirt down her body. The underwear that he had given her were tightly pressed against the dampness of her cunt.
Since they shared their first kiss in the studio, they had been playing it safe. But the kissing and touching was becoming too much for her. Her body was craving more but she knew that if they crossed that line, then she would be giving herself to on a platter. It was hard not to when he had been doing everything right.
âHey.â His voice pulled her out of her thoughts. âWhere did you go just there?â
She shook her head in response as she gave him a lazy smile. âI was just thinking.â
âAbout?â
âUs.â
âWhat about us?â
âYou donât think weâre moving too fast? Like everything had been so perfect and at the back of my mind, I keep waiting for the ball to drop.â She confessed. âI want this with you so much but Iâm also the first woman youâve been with publicly. What if you donât want this any more, the longer it goes on?â Jamilah was no longer looking up at him but as his chest, focusing on the compass tattoo, tracing the north tip point. She felt Lewis place his hand beside her head before tipping her face upwards so that she could meet his eyes.
âDid you ever think about the fact that itâs going really well because I want the exact same thing that you want? That Iâm doing things out of my typical because I am so enamoured by you, Iâm doing what my heart tells me instead of following the logistics of what our teams tell us to do.â
His words rained over and pooled into her heart. She cupped his face and stroked the swell of his cheeks.
âYouâre not alone in this. Iâm right here with you.â He turned his head and kissed her inner palm.
âOkay.â She whispered then leaned up to capture his lips. The gentle touch of their lips caused him to sigh into her mouth. Jamilah took the opportunity to deepen the kiss, sucking on his tongue. He groaned as he leaned down and pressed his chest against her stomach.
âBaby.â Jamilah whimpered as his hands moved beneath her shirt and settled on her back, just above the hem of the boxers.
âLet me take care of you.â Lewis mumbled before nibbling on her bottom lip. She parted her legs as he began moving down her body. He moved the fabric of the t-shit away from the stomach. He inhaled deeply as her hands rubbed on his head. Lewis grabbed at the boxers and pulled them away from her hips.
Jamilah sighed as he returned to lay kisses on her hip bones, the contact sent shivers up the length of her spine.
âMmm.â She moaned as his thumb caressed her clit in slow, soft circles that made her pussy clench. Lewis dipped his head in between her thighs and glided his tongue across her clit. A tremor rushed through her body and made her legs wobble. He picked up her calf and placed his leg over his shoulder.
âLook at me, princess.â He commanded. When Jamilah looked at him and his stare was intense and full of desire. Full desire of her.
He winked at her and then lowered his mouth onto her clit. He wrapped his arms around her legs, pulling Jamilah closer to his mouth and locking her bottom half in place. Lewis kept his eyes locked in with hers as his tongue flicked against her clit.
âOh shit! Lew!â One hand reached down and kept his head in place as she rode his face.
âYou taste so fucking good baby.â He moaned and continued moaning against her pussy as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.
Jamilah had received head before and she knew how good it would feel but it was never like this. All of her senses were alive but her mind was clouded with pleasure. Lost in it, she fell back onto the bed. A hard slap came to her inner thigh and the sting made her shiver with pleasure.
âEyes on me princess. Donât make me tell you again.â The sternness of his voice aroused her even more.
âOkay.â She whispered.
Right then, Lewis began to flick his tongue faster, forcing her words down her throat. She dug her nails into his hair, pulling on what she could through the durag as she began to tremble.
âRight there! Right fucking there!â She pleaded as she locked eyes with him, concentrating on rocking her hips faster, bumping her pussy against his nose. Jamilah was making his face wet and she didnât care.
Evidently, he didnât care either.
Then Lewis pulled her pussy lips apart and slid two fingers into her cunt and curled them upwards. Dragging his fingers forth as he thrusted them, with his tongue eagerly rolling on her clit and applying pressure on the nub. Jamilahâs mouth formed into a silent O with one last drag.
âOh fuck! Iâm coming! Iâm c-.â Her body seized in place as her orgasm ruptured. Lewis hummed satisfied as his gaze darkened.
She fell backwards as she tried to catch her breath. He gently kissed her pelvis before shifting until he was hovering above her. He held onto her chin and pulled her in for a kiss. Jamilah moaned at the taste of herself left on his lips.
âYouâre so pretty when you come.â He murmured, pecking her lips as he spoke.
âWhen will I get to see you come?â She threw back at him which caused him to smirk.
âNot tonight.â He replied, colliding their lips once more. âBut Iâm going to make you come on my face again.â
âOh god!â Jamilah gasped as she arched off the bed as he laid his mouth on her pussy once more âŠ
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Her ex is a BUM. Also I hope she gets him to change his braider because the way sheâs snatching his hairline? Not to mention the rubber bands đđ
You: Hi baby, of course. I canât wait to see you đ.
His assistant had already sent you the time that his flight was going to arrive at Heathrow so you were already awake, getting everything ready for him. Starting off, you make him a full brunch bowl of ackee with tomato, garlic mushrooms, cinnamon coated plantain with charred corn and toasted sourdough. Your passion had always been cooking but since your relationship with Lewis began, you spent more time working on vegan based food that the both of you can enjoy.
As his plate is in the warmer, you freshen up and get the bath salts and rose petals ready. Considering that it was only 3:43pm, you decide that it was a justifiable time to get your stash box out. Blue Dream was already in your grinder and after the weekend, Lewis had - this was something that he was going to need. You roll two joints and place them back on your rolling tray.
Once everything is prepared, you walk back to the living room and just as you sit down, you hear the chiming of the security system.
âPrincess!â You hear Lewis call out for you. You hop up from the couch and run towards the foyer. Seeing your face causes a tired smile to spread across his lips and he opens his arms. You jump into them and wrap your legs around his waist.
âHi my baby.â You whisper against his cheeks as you place kisses all over his face repeatedly causing him to chuckle as he tightens his arms around you.
âHi.â He mumble back as you finally capture his mouth. âMmm.â He hums as your lips move passionately against each other. You giggle into the kiss as his hands move to your ass and cup the flesh into his palms.
âI missed you.â Lewis sighs as he pulls away.
âI missed you too.â You reply as you get down from his waist and bring your hands to his face and you begin caressing his cheeks. He curls into your touch which causes your heart to melt. âLetâs get you settled in.â You tell him.
As he was eating, you wall back to the bathroom and prepare the tub and you turn on the jets to keep the water warm. Once everything is ready, you call for Lewis to come to the bathroom.
âCan you get naked for me?â You instruct. Lewis smiles at you as he begins to strip from his travelling clothes. Before the soak in, the both of you take a shower where you are washing him. This is the best part of your day. You love taking care of Lewis.
Getting to do this for him is one of your favourite ways to show Lewis how much you love him. With you, he just gets to let you take care of him.
Then you got into the bathtub, with a few candles lit and music playing in the background. Youâre sitting on his lap with your thighs on each side as you bring the joint to your lips and spark it alight. You can feel his eyes on you and it warms your body far more than the water.
âYou know I shouldnât be smoking that.â Lewis muses as you take in your first inhale. You exhale the smoke over his face and you smile as he blinks through it.
âYour next race is in over a week. Youâll be fine.â You reply as you bring the joint to his lips. He takes a couple of puffs, inhaling the smoke and letting it settle in his chest before he exhales. You places the joint down and wraps your arms around his neck.
âYour presence is so calming.â Lewis compliments.
âMe or the sativa?â You ask with a quirked eyebrow.
âBoth.â Lewis chuckles. He wasnât much of smoker anymore so he is feeling the effects of the weed a lot faster than you are. Youâre already halfway through the first joint thus seeing his reaction to it is a little hilarious.
As you speak, Lewis lays kisses on your chest and caresses the skin of your back.
âHow have you been baby? Talk to me.â You say as your thumbs lightly brush the back of his neck.
âSince the announcement, I feel like thereâs been this bad energy hanging above my head.â Lewis confesses which causes you to pout.
âAwe baby.â
âIâve always been the one to pick everyoneâs spirits up at the factory. But for the past couple of years, I feel like no-one is really having my back.â
âI know theyâve been with you for close to thirty years now but with them, you know that the only loyalty theyâll know is to the check that pays them.â You explain. âBut at the end of the day, you made the best business decision for you. Donât let anyone on that team make you feel bad about that when they chose what they think is the best for them.â
âYou really think I made the best decision?â He asks you as he licks his lips, looking up at you.
âWeâre not even halfway through the season, alongside me, there are millions of your fans who would agree with me that you indeed make a good business move.â You lean forward and place a soft kiss on his jawline. â2025 is going to come and youâre going to show them why they fumbled the baddest bitch to ever do it.â Your last statement causes Lewis to laugh.
âThe baddest bitch huh.â He raises his eyebrow as watches you take a hit from the second joint. You shift your body so that you press your back against his chest and he takes the joint away from you and takes a puff.
âYouâre right though. I canât keep feeling guilty about the carâs poor performance and taking it onto my shoulders when they barely do that for me.â
You hum in agreement as you stroke his arm, drawing patterns nonchalantly over his tattooed skin. âYouâre bigger than the sport. When you leave, theyâre going to be nothing without you.â
âI love the way you gas me up.â He chuckled as he leans down and places kisses along the length of your shoulder.
âNot only are you the undisputed goat of the sport, youâre my man. Itâs a part of my duty to make sure that you never forget that.â
Lewis continues to place kisses on your neck and shoulder with his arms wrapping around your front. You sit there in silence for a while as you share the joint, just holding each other and enjoying the music in the background.
âYou got any projects coming up?â He asks you. That was the end of the previous conversation, which is fine with you. Recently, youâve began to hate speaking about Formula One. It has become draining for the both of you - which is telling because, youâre Lewisâs girlfriend, witnessing everything from the sidelines. You couldnât possibly imagine what it feels for Lewis to be living in it.
âIâve been curating some pieces for some people to add onto my blog. Iâm helping to style Megan in a few days so Iâm really excited about that. Oh! And the readers really love when I upload the pieces Iâve done for you.â
âYou should just be my full time stylist at this point.â He states as he passes you the joint.
âHell no.â You immediately answer. âI love you and I love styling you but you take a lot of work - youâre a perfectionist and thatâs annoying especially when I know what works for you and what the girls want but you argue with me.â Rolling your eyes at the end, a move that causes Lewis to laugh.
âI know what I like.â He shrugs his shoulders.
âAnd I know what you need. Fashion is more than putting a good two piece on.â
âOkay, okay.â He relents as his quiet laughs vibrate through you.
âWould you even pay me?â
âI would pay you and then some. Even give you some special favours.â
âOh? What kind of special favours?â You enquire even though you know what type of favours they would be. Lewis turns you back to face him. You position your legs on each side of his waist. You could feel his soft cock against your inner thigh but you werenât going to turn your attention to that. Youâre more focused on how faded he looks, how faded the both of you are.
His eyes are sitting low, his beautiful lashes nearly touching his cheeks with a slow smile playing on his lips as his hands go under the water and settle on your ass.
âYouâd get to be with me more.â He begins but you interject.
âIâm practically with you all the time as it stands.â
âYeah.â Lewis mumbles before tucking his head into your neck and nibbling on your skin. âIâd get to touch you, youâd get to touch me. Whenever and wherever.â
You bite on your lip and then you begin to feel his fingers curling and gripping into the flesh of your ass to pull you closer.
âOh, I like the sound of that.â You take the joint from the rolling tray to take a big puff and then grab him by the jaw before exhaling the smoke into his mouth and put the joint back down. Lewis lets out a light grumble as your hand curls around the back of his neck and you pull him forward to meet his lips.
You moan into his mouth as his tongue swirls around yours as you continue making out. Lewisâs hand travels up the length of your back, putting pressure on you so that your chest is pressing against his. You nibble on his bottom lip, pulling it into your mouth as your manicured nails dig into his shoulders.
Lewis moves his head so that your lips donât part any further and one of his hands grips one side of your head, keeping you in place as he makes love to your mouth. You sigh softly as rushes of pleasure shoot up and down your spine before settling in your abdomen.
You love the way he kisses you. It completely consumes you every time. The way his mouth moulded against yours, his tongue entangling with yours, his fingers exploring your body like it was the first time.
Itching to be closer to him, in an act of frenzy - you grind your hips forward. His dick begins to harden beneath your thighs but youâre too enthralled with the way heâs kissing you. It sends shivers down your spine. Lewisâs jerk upwards when you roll your hips again which causes you to giggle and finally pull away from the kiss.
âI think this bath has done what it needed to do. I need you in bed. Now.â His voice is low and full of arousal and your thighs clench at how deep his voice has gotten. He slaps the side of your breast which causes you to squeal.
You jump out of the water and reach for the drying towels.
âDrop those towels Princess. Youâre not going to need it for what weâre about to do.â
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Jamilah had forgotten what it was like to have a crush.
To get giddy just at the sight of their name. The urge to keep wanting to talk to them all the time, even just about the most mundane things because you love having their attention.
That was how she felt talking to Lewis.
Ever since he slid into her DMâs on Instagram, they have been talking every day. Jamilah really enjoyed talking to him. Over time, she saw that they had a lot of things in common, especially when it came to music and fashion.
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*picture of jeans*
In response to his message, she sent him a 10 second voice note of herself laughing. âDid that sound better in your head?â She asked in between breaths. Jamilah had tears in her eyes from how hard she had laughed.
Two minutes had not even passed before Lewis had replied to her voice note with one of his own. His chuckle was first before his voice followed. âIt did sound better in my head. But I stand by what I said. Donât go overboard with the outfit, your face already tops off the look.â
His voice was so soothing. Deep with a rich baritone. She took a deep breath as she listened to the voice notes again. The way his voice seemed to wash over her and settled within the lower part of her abdomen.
Then she felt her pussy clench when she heard his soft laughter.
She was fucked. Deeply fucked.
Voices had always been her weakness but she was completely caught off guard with the way her body reacted to a 15 second voice note.
Deciding to ignore the way his voice made her feel, it finally dawned onto her that Lewis had called her beautiful, twice. Jamilah sighed as she collapsed onto her hotel bed as a grin sketched on her face.
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âThis is getting ridiculous.â Jamilah sighed to herself. She was a grown ass woman. She should not be feeling like this for a man, especially after ending things with Jackson but she couldnât help it. Lewis had sent her a message saying that he would be unavailable because he was going to a friendâs party. It was such a bare minimum thing for him to do but his level of communication was very welcoming.
Jackson had stopped doing that for her in year four of their relationship, expecting her to just be okay with his lack of communication. And every time she tried to raise the issue, she was met with indifference, defensiveness and deflection.
Lewis had been in her life for a relatively short time and the change was drastically different and the hopeless romantic inside of her was failing to pump the brakes on her growing crush.
I need a drink. She thought to herself.
Jamilah focused on finishing getting ready as she had been invited to Rayeâs album release party. She was a peer and a dear friend so Jamilah was not going to miss it for the world.
She needed a break.
Outside of working on new music and public appearances that she had committed to, Jamilah barely had any time to let loose. Her and Jackson shared friendship circles and as of late, he seemed to just be everywhere with his new girlfriend. Jamilah did not want to be a part of that. She was not ready to face him or her.
Jamilah took one final look of herself in the mirror and blew herself a kiss.
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Jamilah and her sister were late to the party but only by an hour. Traffic in London, especially on a Saturday night, was a bitch. But they were here now and Jamilah was welcomed by so many of her peers. Her hiatus had been longer than she expected but she had truly needed it.
âThis place is packed!â Her little sister, Amal spoke from beside her as they ventured through the crowd. Jamilah had Amal tag along to the party as they were spending time with each other whilst Jamilah was in London before flying out to New York.
âYeah. So stay close.â Jamilah replied.
âDidnât plan on going far anyway.â However, immediately after saying that, Amal ran ahead of her to Jamilahâs best friend, Jodie. She rolled her eyes as she watched the two hug. She then approached them and gave Jodie a hug as well.
âI missed you.â Jodie mumbled which caused her to laugh.
âWe saw each other yesterday.â Jamilah replied.
âStill.â Jodie shrugged her shoulders which caused Jamiah to shake her head. Her friend was dramatic but it came with who her best friend was. However she knew that Jodie was a little more clingy now that she had a breakthrough in her career. Jamilah became more intentional about making time for her family and friends.
After obtaining a table and some drinks for them, Jamilah made her way through the crowd to search for Raye.
Moments later, she spotted her in another section of the club, closer to the DJ booth.
âJAMILAHH!â Raye loudly exclaimed as they spotted each other.
âRAYEE!!â She yelled back as they approached each other with open arms. They stayed from side to side as they held each other in a friendly embrace.
âSo good to see you! You look amazing!â Raye gushed as she held onto Jamilahâs hands.
âThank you! And you too! Congratulations on the album. Iâm so proud of you!â
âThank you, thank you. Iâm so glad everything came together wonderfully.â
âI knew you had it on you, I never doubted it for a second. The first album was enough proof that youâre not to be fucked with.â
âUgh youâre going to make me emotional when I want to get lit right now.â Her comment caused Jamilah to laugh.
âWell then letâs get lit! We have the whole night.â
âCome with me! I want you to meet some people. They love your music.â
Raye reached for her hand and began to drag her towards a secluded area. Jamilahâs eyes finally focused on the people in front of her.
Her breath hitched in her throat.
He was standing right in front of her, looking good as ever.
His âMiracle Academyâ was sitting low on his face but she knew that jawline from anywhere. She had been studying it a lot lately.
He smiled at her and she could almost feel herself floating off the ground.
âYouâre here!â She squealed as she got closer to Lewis.
âYeah! I didnât expect you to be here.â Lewis chuckled before licking his lips.
âNeither did I.â Jamilah sighed. âRaye is the friend.â
âShe is indeed.â He replied.
âOh! So you know each other already?â Rayeâs eyes bounced back and forth between the two of them.
âYeah, but this is our first meeting.â Lewis answered with his eyes still on Jamilah.
âOoouuu, so Iâm the one who unknowingly brought you two together.â Raye wiggled her eyebrows which caused Jamilah to blush and look away from the both of them. She greeted the other people Raye had wanted her to meet.
She then made her way back to Lewis. He opened his arms offering a hug. Jamilah gladly took the offer. She couldnât help but take in the smell of his cologne. She knew that he would smell good but nothing compared to the reality.
Hints of spice and woodsy notes with accents of floral with a delicious musk scent that distinctively lingered.
Her eyes rolled behind her closed eyes.
Taking another deep breath, Jamilah pulled away.
âHi.â He softly mumbled as he stood close to her. His gaze was so intense, she wanted to break eye contact but she couldnât pull her eyes away. She placed her hands on her cheeks as she tried to hide the fact that she wanted to smile.
âHi.â She said.
âDonât get all shy on me now.â Lewis smirked which caused her to playfully roll her eyes.
âI just wasnât expecting to see you today, that's all.â
âMe too.â Lewis said. âIt wasnât until Raye mentioned that you were late like ten minutes ago.â
âI also thought that youâd be arriving in London tomorrow.â
âI came a day early just for this. I thought I would have missed it but some things got rescheduled and I could make it.â
âWell Iâm glad that you did.â Jamilah smiled.
âMe too. You have no idea how much.â
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The two of them spent the rest of the night glued to each other. Talking, laughing, drinking and dancing. They were in their own bubble, immediately getting comfortable being in each otherâs presence. Due to the liquor in both of their systems, they didnât notice the eyes on them, capturing the chemistry they shared.
Nobody Has To Know by Kranium came on which caused Jamilah to loudly gasp as a wide grin spread across her face.
âI love this song.â Jamilah exclaimed as she placed a hand on top of Lewisâs. âCome dance with me.â
âOf course Princess.â He smiled at her giggly reaction to the notes of the song.
Hearing him say the nickname caused a sudden warmth to spread across her body. They found a spot within the crowded dance floor and Jamilah turned around to press her back against his chest. A drink in one hand, she flicked her hair over her shoulder as she slowly began to bend her back and rotate her waist to the timing of the beat.
Lewisâs hands came to her waist to guide her motion. His grip wasnât tight but it was firm enough for her to feel the imprint of his fingers beneath the fabric of her dress. His hands felt so good on her body, it lured her in so that she was leaning against his chest with his face in her neck.
His arm came around her torso and Jamilah shivered at the direct contact of his palm on her lower stomach. Lewis pulled her closer as he continued to move his body in sync with hers.
The heat, the closeness of their bodies, the feeling of his body against hers in every single way, the feeling of his breath on her neck as he rolled her hips to the tempo.
âYouâre really good at dancing.â Jamilah commented as she let out a breathless sigh as he shifted his leg in hers as they whined down to the floor before getting back up.
âMy fans would beg to differ.â His words were carried with a soft laugh that vibrated through her. âIâm only good at this type of dancing.â
âGood to know.â She licked her lips before bringing her cup to her lips and finishing the rest of her drink to cool off her rising temperature.
âHow did you get so good at this type of dancing?â Jamilah questioned. Maybe it was the alcohol in her blood that made her so daring but she was not going to take it back.
âI could book you in for a private session. Show you exactly how I got this good.â He whispered into her ear and she almost whimpered at the words. Jamilah didnât want her mind to go there but it shamelessly did. Images of their bodies tangled into each other, just as they were now but with far less clothes.
Jamilah needed to put some distance between her and Lewis. She turned in his arms so that they were now face to face. His cap was low but she could still see his eyes, clearer than ever. His gaze was teasing, daring her to make another move after opening that channel.
âMaybe during our studio session, I will.â Jamilah said as she stepped out of his reach.
âIâll hold you onto that.â He replied.
âThank you for the dance.â She smiled at him.
âAnytime.â He winked at her. The smile residing on his face caused flatters to erupt in her stomach.
Deciding to take a break from Lewis, Jamilah walked back to her table where Jodie and Amal had been sitting, watching her and Lewis for most of the night.
âHello, Miss thang. Are we worthy of your attention now?â Jodie spoke as Jamilah situated herself in between them.
âI didnât know heâd be here okay ? I got a little carried away, that's it.â She explained as she tucked her hair behind her ear as she poured herself another drink.
âA little carried away? I was literally about to ask you if you wanted me to book my own Uber home. The two of you looked cozy as fuck.â Amal said.
Jamilah frowned. âWere we that bad?â
âYou did not see what we saw. I mean if you want to use Lewis Hamilton as your rebound, Iâm not mad at that at all.â Jodie added.
âLewis will not be my rebound. We are just friends and he accepted my request to dance. Nothing more.â
âThe way that the two of you were dancing, you could have fooled us.â Amal smirked into her glass.
âI actually donât need to explain myself to you. Iâm grown and Iâm doing grown shit. Let me have my fun without you guys trying to psychoanalyse everything.â
âBut-.â
âNot hearing it!â Jamilah stood up, halting them from speaking any further. âYou guys are ruining my vibe.â She said as she straightened her dress. Jamilah was very glad to see that the body tape on the hemline of her cleavage had not moved an inch for most of the night.
âAnd you call me dramatic.â Jodie laughed as she leaned back into the cushioned couch of the booth. âJust let us know when youâre ready to go home. Go have your fun.â
Jamilah rolled her eyes as she walked back to Lewisâs section. He was sitting on top of the booth couch with his legs spread as he leaned forward with his elbows on his thighs. He was now chewing on a toothpick as his eyes followed her.
His double nose piercings got caught in the glimmer of the strobe lights. She watched as his jaw tense as he moved the toothpick around.
Fuck, he was gorgeous and Jamilah felt every part of her tingling from the way that he was looking at her.
âYou okay?â He asked as she got closer. Unconsciously, she stood in the gap of his thighs.
âYeah, Iâm okay. My girls are just being annoying.â
âSo you ran away from them?â He raised his eyebrow.
âOnly until itâs time to go home.â
âDonât worry Princess. Iâll take care of you until then.â âŠ
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ruâs letters: this chapter took entirely way too long to write but i had fun working on it so please do show it some love! đ«¶đŸ
summary: jamilah riley returns to the public after a horrible break up with her boyfriend of 5 years. Ready to continue with her life, she tells her story of finding love again through her art.
warnings: given per chapter
face claim: ryan destiny as jamilah riley
notes: trying this smau thing again. donât know how many parts yet but i want to keep it relatively short. like, comment, re-blog.
left utterly devastated as her world is left in despair, imani ran away. In isolation, she tries lick her wounds and mend her broken heart within the valleys of the french alps. on this road of re-discovery, imani encounters more than she expected âŠ
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Something about how this man from lower class roots knocked his way into the karting scene, with his father taking up 4-5 contract works at a time just so they can afford to send him into races and tourneys.
Whose father handpainted his helmet a bright neon yellow just so they can track him in the thick dust of the race track. I keep thinking about his tiny hands gripping the steering wheel, eyes on the track, yellow identifier, going 'I'm here! I'm here! Are you watching?'
I think about this child, just 10, barely out the cradle, newly crowned champion with steady eyes and trembling hands going up to the CEO of McLaren Group asking for a seat in the racing team.
I think about this child in his teenage years getting expelled for something he didn't do, whose headmaster said 'I finally have enough to get rid of you', who had to face the harsh reminder of forever being the 'other' throughout his life.
Sometimes I think about him, fresh faced and hungry, winning 4 races in his debut season and a world championship title just the next year, a monster rookie, legend in the making.
I think about Micheal Schumacer, 7 time World Champion, when asked about Lewis breaking his record, he replied with 'You've seen him drive, you would know. [...] I'm not bothered. Records were meant to be broken.'
Often I think about him; biting, clawing his way through the years, race after race in spite of the boos and the slurs; always at fault, damned if you do, damned if you don't. How he kept his head high, Maya Angelou inscribed on his back, 'Still I Rise', for all the world to see.
I think about him, soft-spoken with a bite, not perfect but always trying, striving for improvement. I think about him, music lover, fashion enthusiast, NASA dork, giggling with his RC car on the paddock with his dog trotting along. Grown ass man, child at heart - living his dream.
Sometimes I think about him still being the only black driver in the grid. How vocal he is about activism, how he's aware of the power he holds, of how many eyes are watching. I think about how he had half of the grid kneel with him, and how Mercedes changed their car from silver to black in a show of support.
I think about how even until this day, he's still one of the few drivers that constantly give back to his community, opening the doors for others, speaking out for the sport to do better.
Is this an overly romanticized reading into his public persona? Perhaps. Could he be an asshole in private? Maybe.
But numbers speak, achievements shine. He is a trailblazer, endlessly chasing greatness.
notes: SAME PAIRING FROM MERITORIOUS. Itâs a bit rambly but I hope it makes sense. The ending is a bit ambiguous but I feel like right now thatâs needed as we head into the final day of Sazuka weekend. Preferably read before the race đ«¶đŸ
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You absolutely hated it when Lewis drove himself to exhaustion.
The physical toll always wore on his body drastically. Sunken cheeks which made his sharp features more protruding. His shoulders sagged more with the weight of the aftermath. His beautiful, golden brown skin had now gone a tinge of grey.
And worst of all, the sparkle in his eyes was gone. You could see it from where you had been standing and it absolutely killed you that he even had to push himself to that point.
But he fucking got the podium.
Itâs not the win he had wanted because he definitely knew had he not been made to give Norris back his position by the stewards, he would have been on the top step. You think thatâs what is most disappointing about the weekend.
Everyone knew that he had it.
And yet, still nothing.
â
You had left for Japan earlier than him thus by the time he had arrived at the hotel, you were already there waiting for him and his trusted companion, Roscoe and seeing the both of you there brought a genuine smile onto his face for the first time in hours.
Roscoe was already in his set-up bed , lightly dozing up. He quirked up when Lewis softly scratched behind his ears but Roscoe kept his head low, too tired from the travelling. Then he stood up to his full height and turned his attention to you. He still looked exhausted but the happiness was slowly returning to his eyes.
âHi Baby.â You softly greeted him as he wrapped his arms around your waist and your hands settled on his cheeks. You caressed his cheekbones which caused his eyes to flutter close. He softly sighed as you placed a soft kiss on either side of his face and then all the way down his jawline, ignoring the way his beard tickled your lips.
You finally laid your lips onto his. Your breath rushed out from your lungs as he kissed you back. Lewis always kissed you like he wanted to consume your entire being. One small kiss could never be enough, he always needed more, especially on a day like today.
Lewis pulled you into him, gripping you tighter as if he was afraid that you could vanish at any moment. You could feel the need coursing through his veins from his touch, from his kisses. It always felt like the first time and you would never get tired of that.
Your fingers caressed his face as he slowed down the kiss, letting your touch reassure him that youâre here, that youâll always be here.
You pulled your lips away and pressed your forehead against his. Your breaths mingled as your hands came to his ears and softly rubbed on the outer shell, a move that always seemed to soothe him.
âOne to ten?â You softly asked him which caused a chuckle to escape from him.
âA hundred now that I have you in my arms.â You giggled at his answer.
âEver the flatterer.â You pecked his lips once more before you took his hand into his and began pulling him towards the bathroom.
âI took a shower at the track and then one on the plane on my way here.â Lewis groaned as he trotted along behind you.
âAnd I love that for you but youâre not getting into bed with me after youâve been in a compressed can with recycled air and recycled water to wash your body. Just a quick one, you donât need to scrub yourself down.â You placed a kiss on his chin as you handed him the body wash he regularly used along with his exfoliating sponge.
He rolled his eyes as he watched you walk out of the bathroom and close the door behind him. You knew that he was going to be incredibly quick so you hoped that his food was still warm enough for him to eat despite the fact heâd probably deny eating so late at night.
You dropped your gown and fixed your pyjamas back into place as you got his food ready for him. As you heard the shower turned off, you got on the bed leaning on your knees as you waited. Lewis walked out wearing his grey sweatpants and a white vest top. He had tied his twists into a low ponytail.
âDid you moisturise?â You asked him. He rolled his eyes with a smile.
âYes and before you ask Iâve done my whole routine.â He answered as he walked closer to you. You wrapped your arms around his torso and rested your chin on his chest as you looked up at him.
âAre you going to eat something?â You goad him which causes him to groan. You knew that he wanted to say no but with the way that you were looking at him with slightly pleading eyes.
He sighed as his hands came to your shoulders. âWhat did you get for me?â
You instantly grinned as you began to rattle off everything that you had ordered for him. You had probably suspected he hadnât eaten anything in hours but you just had to feed him before bed. Despite his reluctance, Lewis accepted the red lentil curry that you fed him.
The naan bread was so still warm from being freshly baked and when infused with the flavours of the curry, they just burst on his tongue and it pleased him which made you happy. You always tried to keep his eating in check even when he had moments of not wanting to. He only took a few bites but it was just enough to satisfy the both of you.
After a fruit bowl, you laid on the bed with Lewis in between your legs and you stroked his head as you felt his breathing slow down. His head was perfectly settled in between your chest as you played with his hair in silence, only loft music sounding in the background.
Bathed and fed, laying in your arms - Lewis was feeling content. Even though the previous race was still plaguing his mind, it was slowly fading into the background. By now youâd usually ask about his thoughts and feelings about the race weekend but tonight, none of that happened.
âYouâre not gonna ask me about my weekend?â He questioned.
âNo.â You mumbled as you continued to play with his hair. âI think youâve said everything that you needed to say. Me asking you anything else wouldnât really help you distress especially when itâs the same issues youâve been having for over a season and a half.â
âThat is true.â He mumbled into the fabric of your sleeping shirt. He sighed before letting his body weight sink into yours. He appreciated the fact that you just knew how to deal with him when he needed it.
âWhat we can talk about is this hair. Why did you let Willow play with it like that?!â You exclaimed which caused him to laugh, the laugh vibrating through you.
âIt wasnât Willow. But you werenât there and I needed my hair redone.â
âThen you should have waited for me. I cannot believe youâre out here embarrassing me like this. Now the girlies are going to think I allowed this.â
âThe girlies?â
âYes, the girlies! Youâre not online like I am. Theyâve been complaining about your hair all weekend. About how bad it is and as your black girlfriend, it reflects badly on me that I even let you step out of the house, let alone going in public to a track like this.â
âI feel like this is becoming a bigger issue than it needs to be.â Lewis chuckled but you playfully flicked the side of his head.
âIt IS a big issue and I need you to be serious right now!â
âI am!â He chuckled.
âNo youâre not. Your hair is such an integral part of you and I cannot have you letting someone butcher your hair like this. Brassy blonde with rubber bands - just terrible.â
âOkay! Okay!ââLewis laughed as he laid his chin on your stomach. âIâll never let anyone touch my hair without your approval.â
âThank you.â You smiled. You still continued to cuddle him until you could feel his heavy breathing as sleep began to take over him. He slept the best when he was in your arms and having your comfort was all that he needed in that moment. He didnât need to dwell on the results of the Singapore race, there was so much more to look forward to.
You brought that optimism out of him.
âWhatever happens, I need you to understand that it doesnât take away from all the accomplishments youâve achieved up to this point. Donât let them get to you.â
He didnât reply straight away as he pondered on your words. His thumb caressed the side of your stomach. âWhat if the words do get to me? What if I am losing my touch?â
You sat up straight which pushed him to follow your lead. You cupped his face into his hands and looked straight into his eyes.
âNow you listen to me Carl Davidson. Youâre not losing anything. The regulations were changed and for once Mercedes and their engineers failed to understand and fully grasp the concept. That is not on you! No matter how many times people will try to lay that burden at your feet. You told them what they needed to do and they didnât do it. That absolutely has nothing to do with you so for your sake, stop putting that mental load onto yourself.â
He knew what you were saying was correct but for some reason he couldnât shake the feeling away. He was a world champion, he had done this plenty of times but the frustration of not winning was getting to him in a way that it shouldnât but couldnât stop.
âYouâre right.â He mumbled.
âYou know Iâm right.â You quirked. âBut I canât think that for you, you have to come to that conclusion on your own.â
âI knowâ He sighed before he buried his head in your chest and cuddled into you more. With him still laying down on you, you wrapped your arms and legs around him and placed chaste kisses on the side of his head.
âWeâll figure it out. We always do.â You whispered.
âRight now, I donât think we will âŠâ
âAs long as you donât lose yourself trying to.â You kissed the side of his forehead once again before hugging him tighter. Nothing was truly going to get him out of his funk but your warmth encapsulated him just enough to forget about his worries.
