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More than a one time thing

Pairing: Lewis Hamilton x f!reader

Summary: you and Lewis spent a steamy drunk night together, and maybe continued it in the morning too. ;)

Warnings: 18+ !! sex, probably some swearing, piv sex, think there’s a breeding kink in there somewhere, message me if I forgot anything, read at your own risk!

Word count: 4,2K

Author’s note: guys this is prettyyyyy smutty. But what can I say, it’s Lewis, he just makes it easy to write stuff like this.

The sun shone through the windows, the calm morning mood setting. The covers felt soft and warm against his skin, the slight sound to birds chipping outside making it feel like he was in some sort of movie. Slowly he opened his eyes expecting to see his dog Roscoe beside him as he could feel the bed having a slight dip to his side. But when he rubbed his eyes, and opened them to look, he came to a surprise. Because it was not his beloved dog by his side, it was you.

Damn.

You, the girl he had been pining about for months, the girl he had told himself to stay away from because you were not meant to be. Not that you had ever told him that, no you had never had a conversation anything like that, it was simply something he had told himself.

Lewis rolled completely onto his side, the slight feeling of a headache pressing to his temple, but he did not care. All he cared about was you. His eyes locked on your features, your relaxed face expression, soft lips, blonde curly hair scattered out on the pillow like a halo, and naked shoulders visible. To him, you looked like a goddess. Heaven sent.

Small pieces of the night before came to his mind, and as slow and soft as he could, he lifted the duvet, looking down at himself. Yeah, totally naked. Quickly he lowered the duvet again, not wanting to catch a glimpse of you without your consent. So when he laid back on his back, arms coming to rest behind his head, he tried to remember as much as he could about yesterday. Wondering how he had ended up with you in his bed.

The door was opened in a swift movement, banging against the wall. Lewis’ lips were on yours the moment the door was opened, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you inside his apartment. Your mouths were moving sloppily, teeth clashing and while your hands hung onto each other for dear life. Finally the door got closed again, and he pressed you against it. His hands pressed against your hips, yours around his shoulders. Tongues were battling for dominance, something Lewis won rather early in. Your hands traveled down his chest, grabbing onto his shirt. As a response Lewis grounded his hips into yours, his mouth leaving yours to leave trails of kisses down your neck. He bit at your neck a few times, earning what sounded like heavenly sounds from you.

Looking over at you again, Lewis found reddish marks on your neck, making himself smile. He had left marks, to show that he had worshipped and made love to you. A weird feeling of heat crept up his neck, and he was rather glad that his sun kissed skin made it more difficult to tell he was blushing. Even though you were asleep, and he therefore had nothing to worry about. Looking to his other side, he came to the vision of a clothing pile on the floor. Again more memories started flooding his mind.

It had not taken long before you stood before his bed, Lewis quickly slipping his shirt off. Yours went along with it. A smirk appeared on Lewis’ lips at your bra-clad chest, finding you even more beautiful than normally. Softly he got you laid down on the bed, climbing on top of you like you were his pray. His kisses went down your collarbones, to your chest. Quickly he got the bra off, revealing the true beauty of you. Open mouth kisses were left on your breasts, as he dragged more moans out of you for each one. He found himself grinding his hips into the madras just by hearing you. Soon the rest of the clothes was off, leaving you both totally naked. You got more desperate for touch, and so was Lewis, but he wanted to show you how much he loved your body. Placing kisses all over, slowly getting closer and closer to where you needed him the most. His kisses went up your thighs, and you wanted to squeeze them shut to create some sort of friction, but Lewis held them open with an iron grip.

“Please Lewis,” you breathed, and that’s what made Lewis snap, immediately placing his tongue on your clit, licking a bold stripe up towards your bundle of nerves. That he continued to do for a while, hearing your angelic sounds, feeling you react to his touch. He sucked gently on the bundle of nerves, his fingers rubbing circles around your entrance. “Oh Lewis,” you moaned loudly, bucking your hips up, to meet his touch. Lewis chucked a little at your reaction, making the feeling of his laughter tingle in your stomach. Slowly he slipped a finger into you, curling it when it was knuckle deep in. A loud moan came from you, and Lewis had to use his other hand to keep your hips down. “Oh just like that.”

Lewis’ motions got faster with time, a second finger slipping into you when he had stretched you enough. You became a moaning mess before him, a thin layer of sweat appearing on your body. “I’m gonna cum, please let me cum,” you begged, body working in overflow, every little touch feeling magical. Never in your life had you felt so good, and you didn’t know if it was the alcohol or Lewis that did it. But you never wanted to stop.

“Cum for me darling,” Lewis said, and soon enough the feeling within you snapped, and you came to your high. Still his fingers worked you through, curling a few times deep in. “Fuck me,” you mumbled, making Lewis chuckle.

“Oh I will.”

Lewis wondered if he should get up from the bed, maybe cook you some breakfast, but he had a feeling telling him to stay. Because he wanted to be there when you woke up, getting to hold you, kiss you, lie with you in bed for a while just breathing each other in. So he stayed, looking up at the ceiling for awhile, reminiscing the day before.

Before you knew it, Lewis had his cock by your entrance, placing a sweet kiss to your lips. “Say you want this baby,” he whispered into your ear, pressing kisses to your neck. His hips rolled closer to yours, making you feel his cock against your folds. “I want this, I want you Lewis,” you moaned, bucking your hips up to meet his. He smiled at you, taking his cock into hand, gently wetting it with your folds, before pressing against your entrance. “Just tell me if you want me to stop,” he looked you in your eyes, not moving any further until you nodded your head.

Then he pushed inside, making you drop your jaw, all sorts of naughty sounds spilling from you. “Oh fuck, you’re so tight my love, so fucking tight,” Lewis praised you, holding his chest close to yours. Your hands came to his shoulders, holding onto him. After a few seconds he stopped, you thinking he finally had bottomed you out. But just as you thought he was about to move out, he pushed further in, making you whimper. “Oh fuck Lewis, you’re so big,” you praised him as well, taken aback by how much he filled you up. By that comment Lewis moved out all the way out to the tip, just to slam his way back in. You moaned out in surprise, gripping onto him tightly. “Fuck!” You shouted, eyes rolling to the back of your head as he sat a deep but slow pace.

It was passionate, and you kept close to each other, Lewis’ lips hovering over yours. His pace became faster with time, his hands grabbing onto you. His hand came to rest on your thigh, hooking your one leg up to his waist, hitting you from a new angle. You moaned loudly at the feeling, having him even deeper inside. “Oh darling darling darling, you feel so heavenly,” Lewis praised, making you moan, gripping onto him. Your moans were becoming louder and louder, at the point where you needed to worry about the neighbours, but you were to drunk and caught up in the moment to think about it. “Oh Lewis!” You arched your back, eyes rolling back, body feeling amazing. Quit what you said before, this was the best you had ever felt. Lewis’ pace not only got quicker, but harder too. What had started out as slow and lovemaking sex, was turning into the quicker and rougher kind. But you didn’t care. You only needed him.

“Oh Lewis I’m not gonna last, you feel so good,” you praised, feeling him cling into you tighter, even in your drunken and pleasure filled state picking up on the signs of a praise kink on his side. But you were not going to lie, you had one too.

“Cum for me my love, be a good girl and cum for me,” Lewis breathed out, so caught up on his own pleasure. He was chasing his own release, desperately feeling the need to cum. You felt so good wrapped around him, it flooded him.

His trusts were rough, and you brought your hands to his back, letting your nails dig into his back. A loud moan came from him, making you claw on tighter. “I’m gonna cum,” you said, your voice high pitched, eyes squeezed shut in pleasure.

“Look at me while you cum,” Lewis ordered, making you open your eyes, looking into his beautiful chocolate brown ones. A layer of sweat filled his beautiful face, making him glow in the light. Damn he looked good. The sight of him and the feeling of his cock pumping in and out of you made you fall over the edge, coming hard on his shaft. The feeling of your pussy tightening around him pushed him over the edge too, and he sprayed his cum into you. Struggling to keep himself up on his arms, he tried to get his breathing under control.

Lewis gently bit his lip at the memory, shuffling a bit around in his position on the bed, already feeling blood flushing down south. He wondered what was going to happen from now on between the two of you. Did this mean something to you as well, or was it just a one time thing?

Before he could think any further he felt you moving around by his side, a slight groan coming from you. Immediately rolling onto his side, Lewis watched as you slowly woke up from your sleep. He watched the moment you realised you were not in your own hotel room, but in the apartment of your co-worker’s. He saw the realisation in your eyes, as you snapped your head to your side, meeting his eyes. “Good morning,” Lewis chuckled slightly, his voice raspy as he hadn’t spoken for hours. After a few seconds it was visible that you realised what had happened last night, and as you tried to lean up on your elbows, you grabbed the duvet to cover your chest up. A headache pressed on your temple, making you squeeze your eyes closed for a few seconds.

“Morning,” you said too, looking over at the man who laid in the bed beside you. Your eyes locked on his tattooed body, and your action was visible to Lewis. He smiled gently, leaning up on his elbow, holding his head with his one hand. The duvet moved a bit longer down his body, making his chest show. The lion tattoo he had on the left side of his chest, just above his heart, was beautifully drawn and you couldn’t help but look at it. “Umm” You heard him speak up not long into the silence that had rolled over you, making you snap your head up to meet his eyes. “Do you want breakfast?” Lewis asked again, not being able to hide his grin.

You nodded gently, feeling a blush appear as you realised it had been painfully obvious you had been looking at his body. Though he did not seem to care, but you still hid yourself a bit in embarrassment.

As you laid back down, forcing yourself to look up at the ceiling, you felt a gentle hand coming in contact with your arm. He let his fingers run up and down your arm, wanting to be in some physical contact with you. Breakfast was on the hold in his mind, he wanted to be close to you. You looked to your side at his action, finding his beautiful chocolate brown eyes, that had been screaming pleasure the last time you looked into them. The atmosphere was calm, and you saw the smile that immediately appeared on his lips when you looked at him.

Had he always been so beautiful?

Lewis’ hand went further, gently holding onto your side, rubbing circles with his thumb. He looked for any sort of rejection in your eyes, but he found none. You just smiled at him, leaning closer.

The silence was not awkward at all, it was comforting, because no words was needed to be shared. You just enjoyed each other’s presence. Lewis leaned over, daringly pressing a kiss to your forehead, using that motion to get his body closer to you. You smiled at his action, eyes going to his full lips when he pulled slightly away. Your hand went to his cheek, gently giving it a stroke. You both leaned in slowly, and before you knew it, your lips touched. The kiss was slow and loving, both holding onto each other.

Lewis’ tongue swept across your lower lip, and you gave him access to your mouth, your tongue gently finding his. This was not a fight for dominance, you just wanted to give all of you to the other.

Slowly you got rolled on top of him, hands traveling down his chest. Your earlier attempt to cover yourself up was gone, as the duvet now fell to the ground, both of you naked. You sat comfortably on his lower stomach, your hands running over all that you could reach on his upper body. Your kisses got even deeper, Lewis biting onto your lower lip, dragging a moan out of you. His hands had found their way to your hips, holding onto them gently. It was obvious that it took him some self control to give up the power, letting you take the control. You could feel something hard pressed against your ass cheeks, making you smirk into the kiss. “Needy are we?” You teased him, grinding your ass against his obvious erect cock.

Lewis smiled a bit shyly. “Oh shut up,” he pulled you down to kiss you again, in that way getting you to be quiet. You grinded your hips back against his cock again, earning a low groan from him. His hands came to your hips again, this time having a tighter grip on you. He guided your hips back again, needing to feel some sort of friction. You chuckled into the kiss, moving your mouth towards his tattooed neck, running your tongue over the words ‘God is Love’. Lewis bucked his hips towards yours at the feeling, pressing his lips together. You could feel he tried to take control, but you pushed him down by his chest, sitting up on him. He looked up at you slightly confused but mostly surprised. “Be a good boy and lay still for me,” you purred, making his stomach twist wanting to buck up his hips again, but taking himself in the action and forcing himself to not do so. He nodded gently, but that was not enough for you. You leaned down, your lips gently touching his ear. “Use your words,” you whispered, gently biting onto his earlobe, continuing down his neck. “I’ll be your good boy,” Lewis breathed out, feeling himself grow harder by the second. Never had giving up control felt so good.

Your lips let a trail of kisses down his chest, licking and kissing his six pack. When you got to his very defined v-line, you felt him contrasting his muscles, making it very obvious that he was he was fighting his own instincts to just fuck you into oblivion. His hands gently touched your hair, putting the strands out of your face. He desperately hoped you would go a little lower, the need of friction being painful now. His cock was painfully hard, pre-cum leaking from the red tip.

You could tense he was in the need of touch, as he was fighting not to buck his hips up into nothing, so you gave him his wish. Slowly, you got to his cock, seeing it stand in all its glory, pre-cum leaking from the tip. It almost looked painful for him.

Just when Lewis thought you were going to tease him further, you licked up the big vain on the back, all the way up to the tip, circling around the head. He threw his head back eyes squeezing shut at the feeling of you. “Fuck,” he repeated over and over again, his hands finding their way to your hair, making a ponytail with his hands. You circled the tip a bit more, before taking him into your mouth. He was big, that was no secret, so it was not easy to take him fully in. You had a quite big part you could not reach, so you used your hand to pump the part you could not fit into your mouth.

From Lewis’ mouth leaked all sorts of naughty noises, his thigh muscles tensing at the feeling. You brought your free hand to his thighs, gently rubbing them to get him to calm down. He did so, and looked up to see his cock disappearing into your mouth over and over again. You flattened your tongue against the underside, making him see stars. “Fuck darling, just like that,” he moaned, hands grabbing tighter to your hair, forcing you longer down on him. His hips bucked a little too, desperately trying to chase his release. But you had other plans, because at the feeling of him almost mouth fucking you, you pulled away, leaving his painfully hard cock.

A thin layer of sweat had already formed on the Briton’s body, as he whined at the loss of contact. “No please, I need to cum,” he begged, his hips bucking up into nothing. You smirked at his state. “You’ll only cum when I tell you to,” you tried, not sure if he would agree to that, because he seemed rather dominant by nature. But you had to admit, it turned you on to have him underneath you, begging for his release. But Lewis did not go against your statement, he just grabbed your hips, holding onto them for dear life.

You knew what you wanted to do, he looked too pretty lying on the bed like that, giving up the control he so desperately wanted. Getting up on your knees, you positioned yourself over his cock. You could see the smile coming to Lewis’ lips when he realised what you were doing, his breathing still uncontrollable. When you slowly lowered yourself onto him, you both moaned at the feeling. You wasted no time before moving, riding him slowly.

“I need to cum,” Lewis admitted, his cock twitching in you, you grabbing onto his stomach to hold yourself up. “Not yet, you can’t come until I do,” you ordered, Lewis moaning at the feeling of your nails digging into his stomach. “Oh fuck you feel so good princess, you feel so good around my cock,” Lewis praised, feeling like he was at his peak already, but desperately trying to hold back. He let his fingers come to your bundle of nerves, wanting to push you over as fast as possible. You did not push him away when he did so, no you just moaned at the feeling, moving your hips faster.

“Oh fuck Lewis, you’re such a good boy, so good for me, fuck I’m almost there,” your movements became sloppily, Lewis helping guiding your movements, moaning loudly at your praise. “Fuck you’re taking me so well,” you moaned loudly, feeling the peak coming nearer.

At the feeling of Lewis twitch within you, you came hard, Lewis still guiding your movements. “Let me cum,” He begged, still needing a bit more to come to his release. “Take me Lewis, fuck me,” you whispered, him immediately turning you over, him now on top, trusting into you hard. He grabbed your hands, holding them over your head while intertwining your fingers with his. “Fuck you feel so good,” he groaned, the sound of skin clapping skin becoming louder. “I love your tight little pussy, fuck it’s good, your pussy was made for fucking me,” Lewis said controlling, you moaning at his words, overstimulation taking over. You felt like you could come again.

“Let me fill you up, let me cum in you so it’s visible I fucked you, get you nice and round with my baby,” all Lewis’ words were pure filth, making you moan. “Yes cum in me,” you whined, nails dragging down his back, the pain and the pleasure becoming too much for him.

Lewis reached his peak, stumbling over it, his warm cum spraying into you as he fell on top of you. You came again, screaming his name. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, ecstasy filling him. He had never had such a mind blowing orgasm. You slowly kissed his shoulders, trying to get your breathing under control.

Lewis pulled out of you, rolling onto his back beside you. He watched your chest rise and fall, your nipples erect and hard. Sitting up a slight, he saw his cum by your pussy, some of it slipping out. “I’ll get a towel to clean you up,” he said, walking out of the bedroom, his legs feeling a bit worn, but he fought through it.

When he got back you still laid on the bed, head now on the pillow. Delicately Lewis wiped the towel over your body, pressing a few kisses to it as well, and at last swept the towel over your inner thighs, seeing goosebumps appear on your skin at the feeling, he softly held your legs up as he did, and pressed a few kisses to your thighs. His scruff tickled on your skin.

“So how about that breakfast I was promised?” You asked as Lewis got up again, still fully naked, and threw the towel away. He chuckled a little at your statement, walking over to his closet to fetch some clothes. While he put on sweatpants, leaving his upper part naked, he threw you an old t-shirt of his, along with a pair of boxers.

You thanked him, and he just smiled before walking out of the bedroom, leaving you to change. As soon as he opened the door, his dog Roscoe barked, running towards the bed. To Lewis’ surprise the dog jumped up into the bed with you, instead of saying hi to him. The Briton watched his dog licking your face, before comfortable laying next to you.

When you had got into Lewis’ clothes, you and Roscoe walked out on the balcony, you gently leaning your arms on the edge and looking at the beautiful place of Monaco. For a few minutes you just stood there, admiring the view, the summer sun roaming your skin.

You could stay there forever.

The sound of the balcony door opening was heard, but you kept your eyes on the view in front of you. Soon a pair of arms wrapped around you, Lewis’ scent filling your nostrils. His hands found yours, gently holding onto them. He placed a kiss on your clothed shoulder, moving on to press a gentle kiss to your neck. You leaned back in his embrace. “Breakfast’s ready,” he said, but you both stayed right where you were. In each other’s embrace. Thoughts Lewis had had when he just had woken up entered his mind again as he stood with you in his arms. You thought more of this than a one time thing, right?

“This isn’t just a one night stand is it?” Lewis ended up asking, wearing his heart on his sleeve, feeling it beat faster. He had to know how you were feeling. You turned in his embrace, facing him. Your arms went to his chest, looking deep into his brown eyes. You could see his vulnerability showing, it was obvious he was scared of being let down. “I’m all in with you,” you answered, gently placing a kiss on his lips. Lewis smiled into the kiss. “Good, because I plan on going all in my love,” he whispered when you pulled away, making a smile appear on your face too. “Now come on, it’s time for breakfast.”

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