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Warnings: p in v, manhandling?, infidelity, cheating, sad ending, maybe typos, Harvey hates infidelity more than anything & this is merely just a work of fiction nothing more, nothing less, no complex plot!
A cloud of black dawned over the opened door of the car. One louboutin stepped out and shortly after the other. A face donned in black sunglasses and a body covered in black silk head to toe. As you walked the umbrella floated behind you up until you went inside the hotel and stood next to the man of the hour, your husband’s lawyer- Harvey Specter.
“Is it just me or are the sunglasses too big for your face or is it just the style?” he asked her in a low voice.
“Take a guess,” she challenged him.
“I’d say you’ve lost weight since I last saw you.”
“Well obviously, considering that the death took a toll on me.”
Letting out a chuckle he pushed open the door open, letting her walk inside first.
“We have 15 minutes before they come, Harvey.”
It took him three long strides to get to her and all Harvey said was, “That’ll do,” before he locked in his lips with hers.
Harvey wasted no time. He walked your backwards to the large table in the conference room. Pushing you to sit on it, he kissed your neck, before you pushed him off of you,
“Can’t take the risk of leaving any marks.”
He grunted in response and harshly turned you around. Startled by the sudden manoeuvre, you placed your hands on the edge of the oak table stabilizing yourself. One clean movement and he pulled the zip of your dress down exposing your back.
“Oh fuck, nothing underneath?” Harvey passed a comment with an exasperated groan as he leaned down to kiss the smooth skin of your back.
“Guess what else is,” you shot back snarkily.
Harvey held the nape of your neck and pushed you to the table. Your face now smudged against the oakwood.
“You don’t get to talk to me like that darling. Not when I’m about to commit fraud for you.”
Before you could pass back another comment, he kicked the side of your legs widening your stance. Holding your hands in place behind your back with one of his much larger hands, Harvey leaned in pressing his crotch against your back.
“Feel me? You make me go fucking crazy and do shit I normally don’t darling,” he murmured against the shell of your ear and nipping it to make you yelp a bit.
You tried to retaliate to get yourself to turn around because frankly the position you were in was uncomfortable although you didn’t mind it because either way you were getting what you wanted.
Harvey took a mere few seconds to loosen his pants and to get his throbbing cock lined in with your wet entrance. He had your retaliation under control and without any warning he pushed in. You groaned at the stretch- pleasure taking in your body.
It had been ages since you had been able to meet Harvey in secret without your husband knowing. Your husband being sick hadn’t made anything better because you were expected to be next to him at all times, at beck and call for his wellbeing. Was what you were doing justifiable? As far as you were concerned, he had worse so this was the least to make up for all the lost time you’d wasted with that piece of a shit husband.
“Faster Harvey, I can feel it coming closer, faster,” you begged him.
The man on top of you obeyed to your commands, doing exactly that. Harvey piston himself into you with so much force that the table beneath you creaked and finally when his movements were sloppy, you knew that the both of you were close. But it wasn’t the end after your first release. He wanted more and so did you.
So he turned you around, still inside of you. Almost immediately you felt him get erect inside you. You moaned at the feeling of his hands sneaking underneath your dress and finding your sensitive bundle of nerves. Harvey started rubbing circles around your nub and it took your so much effort to keep your mouth shut from screaming his name for the entire hotel to hear.
“Keep your pretty little mouth shut and I’ll keep my side of the deal done darling,” Harvey warned you as he started thrusting into you. You wrapped your legs around his was it bringing him closer and your hands around neck, tugging at the hair on the nape of his neck.
“Oh god Harvey, I’m going to come soon, so soon,” you stuttered as he thrusted into you. With each thrust you were getting an awfully lot closer to getting your release. And with one hard push both of your releases came tumbling down, until you could feel his warmth seeping inside of you and coating your velvety walls.
“I fucking love you, Harvey,” you exclaimed, pulling him into an intense kiss.
“No you don’t, you wouldn’t sleep with me behind his back if you did” he shot back as he pulled away from you and tidied himself.
Not taken back by anything he said to you, you too stood up and turned around for him to help you zip up the dress.
“Heat of the moment.”
“I know.”
Putting on your sunglasses to hide your glassy eyes you looked over to him and asked, “Shall we resume business?”
“Of course, darling.”
So you stifled a smile, and followed him to welcome your husband’s side of the family for the will reading, because the man of the hour would never want to become your husband for obvious reasons.
Warnings: p in v, sex, oral receiving (female), several orgasms, age gap, maybe typos
You’re done with your pilates class for the morning and you head back to your apartment. A matcha smoothie in hand and a neatly rolled baby pink yoga mat slung on your shoulder with your plush pink bag. Harvey watched you from the gap between his window. He signaled Ray to drop him off at the bakery below your apartment. He had to pay you a surprise visit to ask you why you weren’t at work this morning or even ask if you were planning on dropping by the office later in the day.
He watched as you punched the code and went inside. Assuming you were a safe distance from seeing him, he entered the bakery to get your favorite muffins and a bagel for himself, before moving onto the door opposite to the bakery to punch the same numbers you did to enter.
Meanwhile, you had dropped your things on the dining table, and slipped off of your workout clothes ready to have a steaming shower. Harvey gave it some time before he entered your apartment with the key you had given him. Unbeknownst to you, he sat on your sofa and enjoyed his bagel, helped himself to some coffee and waited till you came out of the shower.
After the refreshing shower you wrapped yourself in a fluffy towel and walked over the kitchen hoping to pour yourself some orange juice. You stopped short and a gasp slipped your lips to see him sitting, a smug smile lining his lips.
“Missed me sweetheart?” the question came out cocky but loving and you grinned back at him.
Holding your towel to your chest, you replied, “Not really.”
He got up from where he was seated and unbuttoned his blazer, leaving it haphazardly on the sofa. You let him take his sweet time as he walked over to you awfully slow, making sure to loosen his tie and fold the sleeves of his crisp shirt.
“Oh so you meant to say that you don’t want me here?” Harvey asks as he cages you to the kitchen top with his hands on either sides of your body. He leans in, almost playfully and sends his warm breath down your neck as he nuzzles softly the pillar of your neck.
This sends goosebumps down your body. You let go of holding your towel, praying that it’ll hold still and wrap your arms around his neck.
“Mhmm, that’s exactly what I’m saying Mr. Specter.”
Harvey gulps down the urge to fuck you right there. Your angelic voice saying it like that, no way he could keep his hands to himself. He needed you right now, right here and he was going to have you no matter what. You on the other hand were not all too oblivious to what you were doing to him. You knew you had the arrogant lawyer wrapped around your pinky and you were going to wind him exactly how you wanted him to have you.
“But you could change my mind by showing me how much I need you,” you whispered back as you pulled him into you, “And then I might actually say I wanted you here.”
Harvey could feel the heat resonate off your body. There was just one material separating your heavenly body from his hands. God the things he would to do to your temple of a body. He’d worship it if he had to prove how much he loved you. So that’s exactly what he aimed on doing.
He kissed you hard and passionately, almost lifting your feet off the ground. As he did so with one swipe of his hand, your towel fell to the ground and he took a step back to stare at you in admiration. Shameless, you leaned back against the counter, watching him fall to his knees right in front of you.
The best lawyer in the city, the one man who wouldn’t kneel down to anyone else, kneeling down for you? That was one hell of an achievement.
Harvey looked up at you a he ran his large hands from the bottom of your legs all the way to your thighs, each movement followed by his lips tracing the path his hands took. You gripped the kitchen counter as you let his lips do wonder. And without any warning, he bit the inner side of your thigh. You yelped and sent one hand flying over to his shoulder to get a grip. The man beneath you simply lifted one leg onto his shoulder and licked one long strip across your vagina. You moaned not being able to take it because you were oh so sensitive. Harvey continued his movements, eating you out. He looked up at you occasionally to see how your face contorted into that of pure bliss.
“Harvey, I’m close,” you cried, “I’m so so close.”
He stood up, swiping a thumb over his lips to collect your juices and licked it clean right in front of you, painting your cheeks in a deep hue of pink.
“You told me to show how much you need me, baby,” he said with a cocky smile adorning his face, “Now you’ll have to beg me to let you cum.”
You dodged past his body and intertwined your fingers with him, pulling him over to your sofa. When you go there, you pushed him onto the plush white sofa. Harvey’s body sank onto the softness of that piece of furniture. You placed your hands on his widely opened legs and leaned towards him, to whisper, “Then let me use you.”
He simply smiled and grabbed your arms as he pulled you over him, to straddle him. Cupping your cheeks and bringing you down to a sweet and tender kiss he responded, “I’m all yours sweetheart.”
You kissed his lips, his face- every inch of it as you unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. Pulling his raging cock out you gave it a few strokes before lifting yourself up and pushing yourself down onto his length. You moaned as his length stretched you in the best way ever and Harvey wasted no time moving your hips. You gripped onto his hair as you let his guide your movements and moaned when his tongue latched onto one of your pebbled nipples. He circled his tongue around it and softly bit into your plush skin, earning moan after moan from your sensitive body.
“Cum for me sweetheart, show me how much you need me,” Harvey spat the words at you, wanting to prove your point real bad. You stuttered a shaky, “I want you” back at him, feeling the knot in your stomach get tighter. A few more guided movements and you felt the tightening knot unloosen itself all of a sudden, gushing out you and the excess spilling onto Harvey’s expensive pants. He wasn’t in the mood to notice or even care, and you were just recovering from your orgasm as he manhandled your body and switched positions.
You were now laying your back on the sofa, sinking into its softness. Harvey on the other hand, didn’t let you have any rest as he pistoled his still erect cock into you at a raging pace. Wanting to get himself over his high and let you have another one, you held onto his arms, as he leaned into kiss your neck. His actions contradicting each other, one brutal and the other so gentle. A few more thrusts and you both came undone around each other. Harvey letting your body consume his weight as he snuggled his face into your neck. Your legs tightened around his waist pulling him even closer.
“I love you so fucking much,” Harvey murmured.
“I love you too baby,” you replied back as you kissed the top of his head.
Harvey moved to the side, still inside you.
“I think we should take a day off.”
You smiled at the thought, agreeing with him and just snuggling back into his arms. There was no way you were going to work limping after all of this and the pilates session you had this morning.
Warnings: profanities, p in v, unprotected sex, hickies, public sex, groping, making out, fingering, overstimulation
“Lewis stop grabbing my ass,” you warned your boyfriend through gritted teeth.
In a crowd full of tourists, Lewis would be the last person to say no to sex. In fact he would be the first to say yes and wouldn’t ever say no to that request. And right now you knew he was horny and he would do the deed right here if he could but your warnings was what held him back.
“Babe, don’t ignore me like that,” he murmured against you, “You can’t dress up all pretty and then leave me hanging.”
You simply laughed and walked over to the next stop, where a marble statue stood proud and tall. Turning around, you push your phone onto Lewis’s hand and ask him to take a picture of you which he dutifully does.
After several more stops like that and increasing demands from Lewis’s end for a quick visit to the loo for a quickie, you turn around and give him a quick peck on the lips.
“Lew you have to wait until we get back to the hotel.”
Lewis grumbles and then looks around. He grabs his smoothie and murmurs that he’ll come back and turns over to leave to the opposite direction.
You nod and continue looking at the artifacts displayed and the information cards at the bottom explaining what each piece was.
When Lewis comes back which he does with a finished smoothie, he has a proud grin on his face which you can’t seem to understand why.
He comes over to you and swiftly kisses you almost blowing you away from your feet.
“What’s gotten into you?” you ask but he simply dodges your question with a smirk.
Ignoring his antics you pull him over to a corner where there are several statues lined up in a semi circle. A closed space where it’s surprisingly empty. You were sure there were people around a while ago but now that you walked over to this area there seemed to be no one around. Before you could walk over to the open area you came in from Lewis grabs your hand and pulls you in for a kiss.
Giggling, you reciprocate the kiss. Letting him grope your ass since no one’s around.
“I guess we could do a quickie here now that we’re all alone, by ourselves.”
You nod while giggling and looking around at any cameras. Lewis is quick to pull you into a blind spot. Amused at how enthusiastic he is about this quickie you don’t question him and follow his guide.
He pushes you to the cool marble wall and dives into your open neck. You look up at the painted ceiling and slightly squeak when he bites into the tender skin of your neck. You run your hands through his open arms and hold onto his biceps while he works on your neck and collarbone.
Lewis comes back up from the hickey session and locks in your lips with his. Almost bruising your lips as well.
“Fuck me please,” you whined at him.
“I thought two minutes ago there were two many people?” he questioned mockingly.
“Ughh please Lewis, stop teasing me and her to work.”
Lewis smiled at your request and wedges a knee between your legs. Whilst he kisses you deep and nice, kissing every square inch of your face he makes sure to press on to your wet cunt. You in turn grind on his knee and feel yourself get wetter.
“No panties?”
You murmur back, ”It’s too hot to wear any.”
Biting onto the shell of your ear, Lewis whispers, “Naughty girl”.
He then pushes his fingers into your cunt with no notice, making you almost scream before his hand comes up to cover your mouth, muffling the screams. He drills his fingers in and out of your sensitive hole while you hold onto his bicep.
“I’m so close, keep going please.”
Lewis stop almost immediately and pushes his fingers that were just inside you, into your mouth. He forces you to gag on his fingers and mockingly whispers, “You don’t get to decide what you want when you didn’t want sex in the first place, babydoll.”
Once you’re done licking his fingers clean, he zips open his shorts and pushes his raging dick into you. Your knees give out from the unexpected entrance and Lewis holds you onto him. Within a few strong and short strokes inside your velvety walls, you come gushing out onto his dick.
He doesn’t stop here, knowing you were very sensitive he keeps going, you could feel the overstimulation build up, another orgasm on its way. This time morning loudly onto Lewis’s hand you release your high, too exhausted and too into the pleasure to stop him from continuing his energetic strokes.
As he comes closer to his high, Lewis pushes in and out of your cunt at slow but deep strokes. His hand leaves your mouth to grope your breasts and leave more hickies over your soft skin. He plays with the erected nipples through the thin fabric of your dress and finally lets go of himself inside you.
You feel the white liquid gush inside of you and you let yourself fall into that mess too and fall into Lewis’s arms as you let go of yourself.
Minutes pass by and you walk out of the museum with Lewis holding on to you. You pray deep inside that your long dress covers up whatever’s dripping down your legs and that the two of you didn’t look like you just had a desperate fuck.
Lewis on the other hand, passed a wink onto the guards and the receptionist at the front desk to whom he had passed on a few notes to help him out with his act.
Warnings: p in v, blow job, unprotected sex, making out
Carlos sits in his study after a long day at work. His tie half undone, the first few buttons of shirt undone, hair rustled and a glass of whiskey in his hand. You come over to his study in your silk slip on and lightly knock the door. He looks over to you and smiles, acknowledging you. Taking that as a yes to come in, you enter his study.
He continues to sip on his whiskey but you take it from his hand and place it on the table next to the leather sofa.
“How was work, love,” you ask as you settle next to him.
He looks back at you adoringly and pulls you close to him while groggily replying, “Very tiring, mi amor”.
“Then let me make you feel better.”
He nods his head slowly as he holds on to your waist as you throw your leg across his lap and straddle him. Carlos rests his hands on your hip, and moves your hips as slow as he could. You sit deeper into his lap to feel his tightening crotch. Moving closer to his face, you grab his chin and kiss him as your other entangles within his lucious locks. He moves your hand away from his face and grabs your chin firmly and kisses you even more fiercely- with more passion. Meanwhile you now start grinding much harder making him grunt at each stroke of your hips against his clothed bump.
When Carlos is about to lift your dress up, you slip off of him and onto the floor. You spread his legs and kneel between them. He slips further into the sofa and helps you unzip his trousered and undo his belt.
You tie your hair into a makeshift knot and look at his starving dick in admiration. Its blushing tip has you throbbing down there. Without wasting any more time you Lena forward and take him in as much as you can and stroke the rest with your hand.
You swirl your tongue around his veiny cock, feeling the lines wrapping around with your wet muscle and stroking the remainder as fast as your hands let you. You keep swirling until your out of breathe and then dive back into bobbing his shaft in and out of your mouth. Carlos keeps praising you while he continues to grunt and moan lowly, encouraging you to keep moving. Just as you come up for your second breath he pushes you deeper into him. You gag around his cock but hold still regardless of the gagging sensation that brings tears to your eyes.
Carlos is this close to cumming inside your one but he refuses to do so. He lifts you on to his lap and slides his dick right into your wet hole, releasing almost immediately. You shiver at the sensation of the thick white liquid covering your velvety walls.
He grabs you into another kiss as he pistols into you. You feel his dick hardening again and prepare yourself for another round. He kisses you feverishly, slipping the straps of your slip on down to reach your tender breasts. Taking each in his mouth, he swirls his tongue around it and bites gently causing you to spasm in his touch.
You grind against him as he pushes into you. As he kisses your body making sure to make every part feel loved you can feel yourself getting closer. Clutching his shirt you drop your head onto his broad shoulder and let yourself go as you feel him relaxing inside of you.
Carlos kisses your forehead. You rest still, feeling streaks of mixed cum leaking through.
Reaching out for the whiskey, Carlos takes a sip and makes you take a sip which you gladly do. And when you’re done taking a breath, he carries you over to your shared bedroom for a cleanup and some sound sleep.
Pairing: husband!sebastian vettel x wife!fem!reader
Genre: smut
Warnings: public sex, a little degradation, several orgasms, jealousy, swearing, google translated german
It was quite a long time since Seb and you had decided to come out for dinner. Especially after his retirement you had moved back to Germany with your husband who had been focused on his shaping his future career and spending more time with the kids.
With the kids, you both never had time to attend to your relationship. Stolen kisses & quickies in the washroom was what held your relationship together. The past few weeks of busy schedules and having to constantly make sure the kids were sorted out with their schoolwork put a strain on your relationship. Which is why when Sebastain’s sisters had offered to take care of the kids for the weekend, after overhearing a hushed argument you both had during a family get together, without any hesitation the both of you had said yes.
So that led you to where you were now. In a fancy restaurant in Monaco drinking wine and waiting for the food you ordered to arrive.
All throughout the evening the waiter had been throwing you flirtatious glances. Maybe it was the dress you were wearing or maybe it was the fact that Sebastian seemed almost invisible to them.
“If that moron doesn’t stop drecksack (scum bag) doesn’t stop eyeing you up and down I might have to go down there and punch him,” Sebastian muttered to you under his breath.
This wasn’t new for either of you. Sebastian was much older than you and at times people thought he wasn’t actually your husband but rather someone else- more specifically someone who wasn’t romantically accompanying you.
“Süße (honey) ignore that,” you said rubbing your ring clad fingers up and down his arms, “You know I’ve got my eyes only on you.”
You knew that it didn’t ease Sebastian and that you had gone over this a million times but the man was jealous & possessive over you rightfully so.
“Give me a kiss liebling,” he requested and you obliged too excitedly.
Caressing the side of his cheek and leaning in to lock your lips with his, you felt yourself melting as he took control of the kiss. His hand was sliding up and down your arm and yours were lingering on his cheek and the other over his hand. His fingers clasped yours and the pad of his thumb stroked the top of your hand.
It wasn’t until the waiter was nearby that your make out session was interrupted. A hue of red painting your cheeks you moved away from Sebastian. The waiter walked closer and placed the food of the table.
Turning to you and brazenly ignoring Sebastian he asked,
“Mademoiselle, would you like some more wine?”
“I’ll let you know if we need more,” Sebastian replied in a curt manner.
You watched as the waiter bow and make his way back to the kitchen.
“Oh is my old man getting all wired up now?” You asked Sebastian teasingly as you let your wandering hands settle on this robust thigh.
Taking his hand from the table and kissing it, you held it close to your face letting your face rest of his open palm. With both your hands holding onto his hand, you continued,
“Ich werde dich immer lieben und nur dich (I will always love you and only you).”
Sebastian looked back at you lovingly and murmured, “I know. And I love you even more than that liebling.”
After eating and conversing, having time for yourself, you felt like you needed to uplift the mood a little. Plus you were feeling horny with Sebastian looking all worked up. You wouldn’t have minded him taking your right here in front of the waiter that had been eyeing you up all evening.
Signaling the same waiter to come over to you, who almost too enthusiastically scurried over to you, you placed an order for two tiramisus.
A walk to the kitchen and back, the waiter came over with a tray of tiramisu and started serving for you and your husband. Sebastian wasn’t pleased at all but since he was sipping on his wine trying really hard to not punch the waiter you took your chance.
Dipping a finger to the tiramisu you looked back up at the waiter and brought it over to your mouth and licked your finger clean. You watched as the waiters eyes widened as he watched your tongue wrap around your finger licking it squeaky clean.
“Mmm, this is too sweet for me,” you said as you looked back up at the waiter innocently, “Do you have anything less sweet?”
“W-we have um… cranberry pudding Mademoiselle. The prefect blend… blend of uh… just you know sour and sweet,” the waiter stuttered as you looked back at him with flirtatious eyes. You raised your eyebrow and he continued, “Of course it’s not too sweet. I’ll take this back to the kitchen and bring out a new one immediately.”
Sebastian watched all this unfold right in front of him with a perplexed look on his face. And when the waiter left to return the dessert and bring a new one in, he gave you one stern look and questioned,
“What the fuck was that liebling?”
You made yourself comfortable on your seat and looked up at him as if you hadn’t just flirted with another in front of your husband.
“What do you mean Seb?”
“Verhalte dich nicht ganz unschuldig (Don’t act all innocent),” he spat back.
Sighing you replied in a calm tone, “Since you were being a grumpy old man all throughout dinner I thought I needed to find someone else to entertain myself.”
That was all it took for Sebastian to get up from the table, startling you. He grabbed hold of your hand and led you over to the dimly light but spacious washrooms.
Twisting the lock of the door and making sure no one could come in, he pushed your body over to the counter and kissed you harshly.
“You think you can act like a schlampe (slut) and get away with it?” Sebastian asked, his mouth leaving a hot trail of kisses down your open neck.
“I’ll show you what this old man can do.”
Sebastian lifted up your red dress and looked at you with a not so amused look when he realized what you were wearing.
“Only for you-“
“Oh shut it,” he kissed you with a strong sense of urge, letting his fingers run through your folds and gathering the sweet slick to bring it up to his mouth to taste it.
“So fucking sweet.”
You felt your face heat up at his dirty comment. Sebastian smirked at the coy look on your face and without any warning plunged his fingers into your hot & wet core. In and out he pulled and pushed his fingers and you lost yourself in the squelch of your pussy.
“Babe I’m close,” you let your husband know. Sebastian hummed in acknowledgement his lips hovering over your neck and marking small bites all over the expanse of your skin.
When you came with a sense of relief on his hands, Sebastian wasted no time and pulled out his dick, giving it a few strokes and pushing it into you without warning. You hissed due to the oversensitivity you felt after having cummed a few seconds ago.
“This feels so good, doesn’t it libeling?” He asked as he slid he steadied himself against you.
“Hmmm, yes, yes, it feels soo good Sebastian.”
Sebastian railed harder into you, feeling your velvety walls close around him, squeezing him tightly. He grabbed your jaw, making you look at him, your scrunched up eyes now opening up to look back at his bright blue eyes that were now filled with lust.
“Kiss me,” you whispered.
The minute the request left your plush lips, his were on yours, making out as he drilled into you. Within a matter of seconds you came undone around him. However, Sebastian was far from close. Pulling out of you, he turned you around. Protests fell from your lips, letting him know that you were oversensitive from having cummed twice, but he simply ignored your pleas knowing you were down bad as much as he was, despite your resistance.
You held on tight to the edges of the counter top of the fancy washroom the restaurant had. Just then, Seb pushed into you making you drag a sinful moan. Holding tight onto your waist, Sebastian barely showed you any mercy as he drilled into you at a menacing pace.
“Schau dich an, ganz angezogen, benimmst dich aber gegenüber anderen Männern immer noch wie eine schlampe (Look at you, all dressed up but still acting like a slut for other men),” your husband spat at you. He nibbled onto the shell of your ear as he spat a plethora of profanities into your ear.
You continuously moaned as Sebastian pushed into you and within the next few seconds you felt yourself letting out a powerful orgasm for the third time that night and your husband’s release coating your insides making you feel giddy like a first time bride. Exhausted as you were, you waited until Seb pulled out of you to turn around and slump onto him.
He angled your jaw so that you were looking up at him with your tired eyes. Stroking your cheek he teased you, “If only you hadn’t called me an old man and made me jealous in front of that dummer kellner (stupid waiter).”
You smiled and laid your head on his chest, replying back cheekily, “But it was worth it wasn’t me. I haven’t had sex like this for ages Seb. Felt so good.”
“Wait till you get to the hotel then.”
Laughing at the nasty things you were both going to do back at the hotel after being seamless here at the restaurant, Sebastian and you fixed yourselves up and left the restroom. Outside, the waiter who was waiting for your return barely looked you in the eye and Sebastian simply painted a smug smile on his face knowing he had set the “dummer kellner” in his place.
Hello I love your work! Can you please write a piece based on “Virgo’s groove” by Beyoncé for Carlos Sainz and female reader? I would appreciate if you do or even read this!
*hiii. tysmm, i'm glad you enjoy my work. here's the piece i wrote on what you requested, not sure if it's what you wanted but i hope you end up liking it!
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Pairing: carlos sainz x fem!reader
Genre: blurb/ fluff
Warnings: making out, being horny, teasing and kissing, a smol bday date
It was Carlos’s birthday the day tomorrow and since he wanted to celebrate it back in Spain with his family, you decided to have a little birthday rendezvous with the birthday boy himself. Earlier this morning, you had sent Carlos a sneaky text with the address of the hotel room you were at. He had obediently followed the given place and knocked on the door right at the time you had asked him to be there.
He came in, his eyes ravishing your figure in the ‘barely-a-dress’ dress you were wearing. His hands, immediately went over to the back of your thighs, trying to sneak them up to your bum. Giggling in the middle of the kiss, you pushed yourself away from him,
“Not now, pretty boy.”
“Come on baby. It’s not fair you’re teasing me after asking me out for lunch.”
Smiling at him with a proud smirk, you sat him down at the set up on the balcony. Standing behind him, you glided yours hands over his chest and leaned closer to the shell of his ear whispering, “Consider me dessert.”
You felt Carlos let out a low a groan from within his chest at the mere thought of taking you right here before eating.
“That is if you behave well, birthday boy,” you added another condition to what you promised him earlier.
Sitting yourself down in front of him, you motioned him to start lunch. Upon opening the lid to the first dish, Carlos chuckled at your lousy but creative version of a birthday cake with a candle- stuck to a steak was a candle. You took out a lighter and lit the candle that was placed on the stake.
Singing him happy birthday, you watched as Carlos blew out the candles and then looking back up at you with a devious glance enough to make you wet.
“Stoppp looking at me like that,” you teased him.
He simply shrugged and continued lunch. You began eating too as songs from the local radio made use by serving as the back ground music to your little date. Fond stories were shared over wine and for a while you and Carlos were not on the verge of jumping onto each other because you were both borderline horny.
That was all until you decided to drag him for a dance. Moving the small table into the hotel room, you made space in the balcony.
“Baby come over,” you urged Carlos to move closer to you as you wrapped your arms around his neck and Carlos pulled you flush against his chest, an all too familiar move for him.
You mouthed the words of the song that was going on, playfully moving your body in rhythm to the song. Carlos too played along, twirling you multiple time and bringing you in even closer to his body than before.
“There's nothing that I want as much as I want you,” you sang along to the lyrics.
Carlos leaned down to kiss you, and moved his face towards your neck, nipping at the skin and surely leaving love marks all scattered. Meanwhile you danced to the song and kept up with the lyrics while a turned on Carlos attempted kissing every inch of your body.
“And I need more nudity and ecstasy, oh,” you gasped as he turned you around, your back pressing his sturdy chest now.
His hands snaked around your waist, and his lips went into a frenzy of kisses across the side of your neck. You moaned as he tried humping against you.
“Carlossss, everyone can see us,” you warned him, the song in the background long forgotten.
“I don’t care really,” he said as he lifted up his face to switch sides to kiss the other side of your neck, “All I want is you now baby.”
You let one of your hands reach backward to entangle in his dark locks and let the other rest on the arm he had around you.
“Then have me,” you moaned back at him.
Carlos lifted you off your feet and brought you into the hotel room, throwing you lightly onto the fluffy bed. Wedging a knee between your legs and caging your face in between his hands, Carlos pecked your forehead lightly.
“I love you so much.”
“I love you too baby,” you reciprocated his words and caressed his cheek, “And a happy early birthday.”
He smiled down at you and went back to pepper your face with kisses.
Warnings: sex, making out, mentions of cheating, sad/ happy ending (upto your interpretation)
This was the end.
The last race that you’d ever be cheering for him and being on the sidelines for him. You’d no longer come to these race tracks to stand inside the Ferrari garage, wear the headset, catch a glimpse of yourself in the TV or even find yourself running over to hug him at the end of every race.
For the very last time you watched Charles race along the tracks as you prayed that he won. Austrian GP was looking positive for him and it was towards the very last laps that had you clasping your hands together until your knuckles turned white for him to win the race. Your relationship was out of the question. No one was aware that this was the last time you’d be in this garage. Earlier that morning Charles and you had come to a decision. A decision that will leave you wrecked for the hours to come but one that you had tucked deep down your heart- somewhere no one would see it.
At least until after the race.
So when Charles secured P1 and enjoyed his victory up on the podium in front of the entire world to see you hadn’t expected him to come down and pull you in for a heartfelt kiss. You neither resisted nor gave in, just standing there in surprise.
“Mon amour forgive me,” he begged, his eyes boring into yours with silent pleas.
You looked back for a second, and to the cameras that flashed around you. Leaning in to leave a kiss on his cheek you whispered with a smile, “Let’s talk about this later.”
Charles didn’t fight back instead he nodded, placed a haste kiss on your forehead and continued celebrating his win. You simply took in the congratulations that were being passed at you with a small smile that adorned your lips. Thanking everyone, you made your way to the hotel wanting an early night.
You had nothing to prepare. Your suitcase had been packed before the race. You had booked a flight back to where you lived. Once Charles came back to his place you just needed to remind yourself to get your things from his place.
Unbeknownst to you, back at the tracks, Charles was frantically winding up his interviews and searching for you around the paddock. Asking every single person he set his sight across for you until he finally got a response from Lily, Alex’s girlfriend, that you went back to the hotel since you had wanted an early night. Deep down he knew the truth. He knew why you had gone back to the hotel room. He knew he was at wrong- that you were behaving like this because of him. He couldn’t help but want to take back all the shit he had told you this morning.
Just as you opened the door to leave, Charles pushed in. A frantic face, widened blue eyes and an out of breath body.
“Please listen to me mon chéri,” he said as he tried holding your hand, “Listen to me just this one time. I’m at wrong I know.”
Weakly, you let him hold onto your hands. Chanting inside that this was the last time and that you wanted to be nice to him before this closure- despite all what he did to you.
Leaning his forehead against yours and rubbing his hands up and down your arms, gently, Charles continued his apology, “I cheated. I am at wrong. And I know. I know no matter how many time I say sorry it will never erase the mistake that I did.”
“I’m so sorry and… and… j’espére que tu me pardonnes (I hope you forgive me).”
You silently held back your tears, letting his words sink in. But you couldn’t get your hands to move his hands away from you.
Even when he moved his forehead from yours and tilted your head with ease, to intertwine your lips for a slow and saddening kiss, you still wasn’t able to move him away from you. All under the pretense that this would soon end. You would move away from him. You would never stay with him after all that he had done to you.
You swallowed every single sorry that fled Charles’s lips as he locked in your lips with his. His hands that were holding onto your arms were now around your waist and the other holding your face as if it were fragile. And when he trailed his lips down from your lips to your cheek and onto your neck, you let him. You let him mark reddish bruises onto your neck, a symbol of your pain out for everyone to see. Marks you’d never wear around your neck again from him.
Yet through all of this making out, you stayed still. No emotion at all. Charles didn’t press on the fact that you weren’t reciprocating his feelings. He knew he wasn’t at a position to do so. Not after what he had done to break your heart.
Even when Charles, with a more than hopeful mind of mending your already broken relationship, which he wasn’t aware of, led you to the bed, his lips never leaving your face or neck, you let him.
You let him lay you on the bed for one last time.
You let him undress you for one last time.
You let him feel you for one last time.
All of this, under the pretense that you would leave him after this. You would put an end to having him use you like this even after what he had done after all of this love making.
This time around there wasn’t any foreplay. He was desperate to feel that spark that you both had when you had sex. He knew you were wet from just the making out. There wasn’t any doubt about it and when he teased you down there he could feel the wetness glide over his fingers. With skilled fingers he unclasped your bra, letting your erected mounds free. Without hesitation he took in one at a time, pleasing you to the maximum. You let out light moans letting him know you were feeling good. Although you hated to admit it he knew your body so well. He knew the nooks and crannies in your body that could get you coiled up in seconds. So when he rubbed his fingers against your folds and pushed them deep into you- curling them into your velvety walls you let out a cry of pleasure. A light smile formed in his face. Charles continued sending in fast strokes making sure to get you closer to your high but not right to the point where you’d feel your high come washing down.
Instead, when he felt you were close, he freed his throbbing shaft from his briefs and with a few strokes pushed into you. A familiar wave of nostalgia rushed over to you when you arched your back over to his chest just like you had done countless times in different beds but always with him.
Charles found his rhythm with you as he pushed in deep and soft strokes, cradling your head between his arms. Treating you like a fragile piece of art that would break if he pushed too hard. But you were barely holding on. You were on the verge of tears but you didn’t want him to see that. You were like a wine glass that had been taped together temporarily just until the fancy dinner finished. Although, unknown to the others, the wine was starting to seep through the cracks and it would only be a matter on minutes before it went trickling down the glass and onto the table, ruining the clothe.
When you reached your climax alongside him, Charles signaled you to let go and you did. He kissed you deeply, with unspoken words that passed onto you, asking you for forgiveness. He rolled off of you. Slipping into the sheets next to you he held your body that was turned back to him, closer to him. So close that it was too close, as if he was making sure you wouldn’t leave him.
“I love you, mon amour.”
Your silence spoke volumes like it hadn’t before. Charles was aware but he ignored it hoping you would forgive him when the morning came.
Unfortunately for him, in a couple of hours when he was fast asleep still holding onto you dearly, you would slip out of the soft sheets of the hotel bed, put on a fresh pair of clothes and walk out the door not once looking back but only tears of relief & closure slipping down your face.
But before you left, and for the first time since he came into the hotel room searching for forgiveness from you, you caressed his cheek one last time and placed a kiss on his cheek.
“I love you, too,” you whispered the desperate closure you needed both of you to have.
Warnings: blowjob (male receiving), pole dancing (lol), sex
You caught him staring at you. A tall and handsome man whom you were sure was way more than a few years older than you. You felt tingly- the way his darkening eyes were checking you out. You waited until his eyes finished scanning your body and landed on yours. You slightly smirked at him with a raised eyebrow. He chuckled back with a slight shrug. You rose your glass addressing him and he reflected your actions.
Smiling at yourself, you bottomed your drink and went over to the dance floor where your friends were at. It was a typical uni weekend where you had decided along with your roommates to hit the club. The minute you did hit the club word had gotten out that there’d be some drivers from the race that was held earlier that evening.
Dancing your way into the middle, you let yourself get lost in the music. Your friends circled you, the blonde one next to you leaning into whisper, “There’s this like super hot guy who’s checking you out.”
The one next to her, winked at you while acting all surprised. You swatted her shoulder sending a smirk her way.
“I heard he’s a part of the group of racing drivers who dropped by- Carlos Sainz,” your friend whispered.
“He’s probably not the fastest when it comes to getting girls I guess. He’s been looking but not doing nothing,” you screamed back at her over the music.
Unbeknowst to you and your friends, the handsome guy you guys were talking about was lurking close by and he happened to hear the comment you had just made on him. Chuckling at your naivety, he inched closer to you. Your friends nodded at him approvingly and moved onto their dancing partners.
As the music and lights changed to the new song being played, you felt a strong pair of arms envelope your waist. You leaned into the chest knowing exactly who it was.
“I’m not fast enough?” A thick Spanish accent asked.
Grinning at the question you turned yourself around in his arms and hooked your hands around his neck, moving along to the beat of the music.
“Took you some time, Carlos” you teased him.
“So you know me?” He asked with an amused smile.
“Happened to hear your name.”
He chuckled at that knowing you were playing hard to get. But he wanted you. He wanted you now and he would do anything to get that. The minute he had laid his eyes on you when you went over to the bartender to get your drink- in a dress that sparkled so bright he could see you as you walked over to the dance floor, strutting over to your friends.
You looked back at him feeling bold, “Wanna get outta here?”
Pulling you closer to him, Carlos replied back, “Hell yeah.”
Smiling at his response, you clasped your fingers around his much larger hand and dragged him out the club. On your way out to the back, you waved at one of your frequent friends who let you access the VIP lounges at the club. Carlos simply followed you as you took him up the stairs and into a room with darkened glass. From above you could see the entirety of the club but from below no one could see what was going on up there.
Locking the door, you pushed Carlos to the sofa and went over to the pole in the middle of the room. Meanwhile Carlos poured himself a drink. Spreading his jean clad thighs further apart he got comfortable in the sofa. You looked at him with lust filled eyes and twirled yourself around the pole, keeping his keen eyes on your bending figure.
Carlos watched in interest, his pants getting tighter around the crotch and his mind crowding with the things he wanted do to you.
The music was louder in the room than it was downstairs. You let yourself drown to the music as you showed off some pole dancing skills you had learned when you had come over for private parties with your friends up here. And then the when the music changed you got off the pole and crawled over to where Carlos was seated. You made sure to swing your hips as you moved closer to him. Carlos downed his drink when you sat yourself right in front of him.
You leaned up to kiss him and he grabbed the back of your neck doing exactly what you wanted. Hot, passionate lips clashed onto each other as you moved your hands all over his clothed thighs. Pushing yourself off of him, you signaled at his jeans. Carlos obliged, unzipping them and letting you do the rest. You pulled them down to wear you could see his throbbing & veiny dick clearly.
Looking back up at him and making sure to maintain that eye contact you went down on him, taking as much as you could at once. The rest was covered using your steadily moving hands. Carlos groaned at the feeling of your velvety mouth envelope around his erection and let you do your thing for a while. When he was getting closer, he wrapped his fingers around your hair and deep throated you making you almost gag around him. All the while you looked back up at him as mascara painted tears ran down your face.
He tapped the side of your mouth and you let go of his dick with pop.
“I wanna cum inside you cariño,” he demanded at you with a stern voice.
Sliding out of your panties, you sat atop him while he locked in your lips again, pulling you into a heated makeout session. You panted as you humped yourself on his thigh.
“Want you,” you panted in the middle while you tugged at his hair, “inside me. Now!”
It took Carlos no more convincing, and within a matter of movements he was inside you. You dug your head into his shoulder as you took in the scent from the shirt he was wearing. Lifting your head up a little you placed kissed on his neck and whispered, “Fuck me Carlos.”
Guiding your hips he set your pace. As exhausted as you felt you kept going wanting to feel you reach your high. When Carlos was close as he subdued his fast pace to slower and deeper thrusts. You held onto his shoulders as he marked hickies all over your chest.
“I’m close,” you murmured at him.
“Come with me baby,” he muttered back, “Fuck just like that.”
With that, the ever twisting coil inside you came undone and you felt his whites warming up your insides at the same time.
You tried to catch your breath as you laid your head against his chest. Too exhausted to speak or anything.
“You’re the best fuck I’ve ever had,” you murmured as you lifted your head up to peck him on the lips.
Carlos slightly chuckled at your comment, feeling himself going soft inside you. But the moment you stirred when he guided your face to leave a ravishing kiss he got hard again. With widened eyes you broke off the kiss and looked back up at him.
“Shall we continue this in my hotel room?”
Leaning down to seal a kiss in agreement to his suggestion, you rolled off of him and pulled your panties back up.
Before you were walked out of the private room Carlos pulled you into a kiss and spoke to the shell of your ear,
It was almost 6 in the morning. You had to get up to make breakfast for the kids and get them ready for school. Obviously the nanny was going to do it anyways but you always helped out despite your busy schedule. Today was one of those mornings where work started late into the afternoon so you had some morning time.
Despite your attempts to get yourself up from bed a hand held you down in place. Holding you close to a warm body. It was none other than your husband who was enjoying his holidays after the end of the season.
Trying to move away only made it worse for you as you felt your body being held even closer to the warm body behind you.
“Mi amor trying to get me horny early in the morning?” Questioned a raspy voice to your ear.
You shuddered at his words and as you felt his now erection press against your back you groaned.
“Carlos not today. I have to get the kids ready for school.”
“But baby you still have time no?” He asked manhandling you to turn around to face him.
You smiled when your eyes met his sleepy ones. His voice gave away his unawake form but his features told you otherwise. With sun rays beaming across his tanned skin, glowing his brown eyes Carlos looked ethereal in front of you. You let your fingers run through his thick locks that you and his fans equally adored as Carlos moved forward to kiss the exposed skin on your shoulder. Making sure to suck on a certain spot to leave a mark and earning a small whimper from you in the process.
After he was done marking you he grabbed your face with a hand and pulled you in for a kiss. Your hands swept across his bare chest as you felt his heartbeat beneath your palm. He kissed you so passionately making you completely awake and aroused.
Right after he was done kissing you and placing smooches all across your face to let you know how much he adored you the alarm on your phone went off. You turned around to off it and got off of bed right after that.
But Carlos was much faster and moved across the bed, while making sure the blanket was still covering his lower torso, to grab hold of your hand.
“Cariño don’t leave me here alone,” he begged giving you his signature puppy eyes.
You laughed looking at him and pointing at the clock, “Hello? The kids need to go to school. Are you even a dad?”
With a hard tug he pulled you to the bed and on top of him, “Yes I am a dad but before that I am your husband”
With a cheeky smile he looked up at you. Messy bed hair and a silk gown that barely managed to cover you up as you lay on top of him.
You looked down at him in awe. How lucky you were to have him as your man. You let your fingers gently glide across his chest and traced patterns on his prominent facial features. You felt his erection harden underneath you for the second time. Smiling you leaned down to kiss him ever so passionately. Your tongues moved against each other in fiery passion and his hands rubbed your arms radiating goosebumps all over your body.
Quickly you slipped yourself under the blanket. Your naked core touched his erection which drove you crazy. Kneeling up and aligning yourself you looked at him for a signal and pushed yourself down in one go. An uncontrollable moan slipped out of your lips which you managed to tone down. You took him in slowly and took him nearly out slowly. With your hands against his chest you rode him taking all of him as deep as you could take and lifting yourself up to push yourself down and do it all over again. This went for a couple strokes until Carlos got impatient and was aware about the time.
Pushing his knees up to cradle your back against his thighs and pulling your upper body into him he thrusted hard into you making you almost scream with the simultaneous pleasure and pain which strung though you.
“I need you to be a good wife and take what I’m going to give you alright. Because we’re running out of time”
You whined as he pushed his hips inside of you, rutting into your core at a hard pace. His hands was gripping your hips at a bruising manner pushing you into him. You tried muffling your moans into his pillow as your hands tugged at his lucious locks. A few grunts later he came undone just as you did.
Carlos dropped his legs flat on to the bed and hugged you closer to him letting your mixed cum not leak out of your bruised hole. You lifted your tired head up and kissed him sloppily. Just then you felt his erection start to stir up again.
Shaking your head with a laugh you pushed yourself off of his and limped off to the bathroom throwing a mom like remark at him,
You knew that if he opened the door for you there would be even more making out and adding to the orgasms. You were overstimulated and exhausted so you needed that sleep as much as Carlos wanted to pound into you.
But before you could even get to the steps a strong hand pulled you back into a firm chest. Carlos breathed down your ear,
“Where do you think you’re going cariño?”
Turning you around to face him, Carlos dipped his face into your collarbone nibbling a purple bruise onto your skin.
“Didn’t we have enough fun on the way back babe? I’m exhausted-“
“Didn’t the fun just start?” he murmured, his voice laced with devious smirk.
“Carlossss,” you whined as he held your waist closer to his body and peppered kisses up your neck to your lips.
He kissed them once, making your legs feel like jelly. And then without any warning he dove in again to kiss you with fiery passion. He bit your lower lip allowing you to breathe for a second before he took in your lips again and kissed you with utmost need. Your legs gave away towards the end- a confirmation of how much you needed him inside you despite the past effect of the orgasms not having subdued.
“Fuck me,” you whispered to him.
It took Carlos less than a minute to move your body with ease towards the bonnet of his Ferrari. Pushing your body against it he laid you on his second most worth possession that was- after you.
“You looked so pretty tonight I swear I could have ravished you at the restaurant if it wasn’t for the people there,” he commented making your face heat up.
Carlos simply took that as a yes to continue and kneeled down in between your legs. Looking up from where he was he made eye contact with you as you adjusted yourself on your elbows and as he did that he lifting your dress up to your hips.
You let out soft moans as you felt Carlos’s tongue leave wet traces along the insides of your thighs. Occasionally he would graze your skin with his teeth making your shiver. And when he got so so close to your heart he grabbed the hem of your lace panties with his teeth and pulled it down your legs.
“Carlos please stop teasing me…”
Grabbing your thighs he looked up at you with a stern face, “Patience hermosa. Good girls get all what they wish for.”
You were about it protest but he stopped you from doing so when he dived into your wet folds. Capturing your squelching pussy in his mouth he licked it in long strips making you a moaning mess above his car. You flattened your palms against the car making sure not the scratch it. Carlos kept licking your heat in the same motion over and over again until you came undone on his mouth.
Just as you thought he was done with it, he got up and caged your body with his. You opened your eyes to look up at him and Carlos simply stared back at your beautiful face with a look you knew all too well.
You couldn’t even protest because you were panting and knowing how much your body wanted it you let nodded silently at him, assuring him that you were alright.
All it took was one swift motion and he was inside you. This time there was his stopping to adjust or anything because the minute he felt you velvety walls envelope his throbbing cock, he started pounding into you. Beneath you could feel the car almost move at the pace Carlos was going you.
You simply let out pleasure filled moans and let your hands tug at his hair. Carlos came up to kiss you as he made sure to stroke every inch of your walls to meet your satisfaction.
“I’m close Carlosss,” you let him know as you bit your lip and shut your eyes close. Within seconds you came undone on his cock and he in turn filled you up with his cum.
Kissing your face ever so softly, Carlos stayed still inside of you making sure nothing leaked out of you. Exhausted and satisfied, you lay below him with a pleasured smile.
Once he came down from his high, Carlos got up fixing his pants and pulled your dress down to cover you up. You didn’t even have to ask him as he lifted your body off of the vehicle and carried you inside the house to wrap up the night.
