[ … / / E . R ] was this really happening? Christ , she hadn't expected this. but fuck, the tension had built up so much. and it was so hard to not show just how she truly felt about him. fake rivalry aside, she had it bad for the Mercedes driver. a heated kiss shared in the elevator on the way up to their floor. hands pinned above her head as his frame pressed into her's. God, she needed him. and once they made it to his room, Elena wasted no time , stripping out of her shorts and t-shirt, only leaving herself in her bra and underwear. finger tips , pushing him back onto the bed before climbing on top of him, positioning herself so that she straddled him. a simple question – and fuck, she needed to hear it from him.
hips grind against his for a moment , feeling exactly what she was doing to him. ❛ me too . . . ❜ she breathed heavily , eyes closing for a moment as his thumbs massaged her tanned skin. so much better already than those thoughts she had late at night of him ! teeth sunk down on her bottom lip gently as his grip pulled her hips further down onto him. ❛ Christ ! I need you…! ❜ her eyes flickered to his lips for a second before the gap between them closed, lips capturing his. before their positions swapped and both of them landed on the floor. a hilarious moment, truthfully. and . . . she should have expected it. Elena busted out in laughter as she lifted her hands, running them down her face. ❛ that's a first . ❜