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better than champagne // colton herta

summary: she tastes better than champagne, and he can’t wait to unwrap his prize (and he’s going to make sure that she knows it, even at the most inopportune times)

warnings: smut, colton has a little bit of an exhibitionism kink, he also vapes (because look at this man and try to tell me that he doesn’t own a juul), face sitting,

authors note: I have stood mere meters away from colton herta and can confirm that there are no thoughts behind those pretty little eyes. he’s actually such a himbo and the effects of standing so close to him and is slutty little waist should be studied in a lab

“cole, for the last time, you know my mom hates it when you vape.” y/n frowned as her boyfriend blew a cloud of watermelon scented smoke into the air as they waited outside of the bar

the andretti driver sighed, nervously tapping his fingers on the side of his juul. “sorry, babe. nervous force of habit. your dad scares the shit out of me.”

she laughed, gently sliding the vape from coltons hands and tucking it into her purse. “you know he loves you. he just loves me more.” she slipped her arms around his waist, resting her chin in his chest as she looked up at him. “colton, you just got p3 in one of the most chaotic Indy races I have ever witnessed, and you started in thirteenth. i know I don’t say it enough, but I am so proud of you, sweetheart.”

“thank you for being here, babe.” colton said softly, pulling his girlfriend closer, one hand in the small of her back, the other cheekily grabbing a handful of ass as he leaned in to kiss her, one of her sunburned hands coming up to take his hair out of the kiss.

she hummed under his touch as colton nipped at her bottom lip. she giggled, hooking her fingers into his belt loops and trying to pull him closer.

“hey lovebirds!”

“motherfucker.” colton groaned, breaking the kiss and hiding his face in his girlfriends shoulder. “save me.”

laughing, she playfully slapped him in the shoulder, turning to her parents. “hi mom, hey dad. careful when you hug me, I’m more than a little sunburnt.”

“sweetheart, you look like a lobster.” mrs. y/l/n frowned, gingerly pulling her daughter in for a hug “make sure you put some aloe on that.”

“I will, mum.”

“colton, my man!” mr. y/l/n shouted, extending his hand to coltons for a firm handshake. “great show today, son.”

“thank you, mr. y/l/n.” colton chuckled nervously, running his free hand through his hair. “it still doesn’t feel real.”

mrs. y/l/n wrinkled her nose. “does the air smell like vape smoke to anybody else?”

colton coughed to cover up his surprise. “no, ma’am. I don’t smell anything.” his girlfriend raised an eyebrow at him, but the group went inside anyways, leaving the cloud of watermelon smoke outside as they head towards a corner booth.

dinner with his girlfriends parents always out colton on edge. they were wonderful people, the kind of working class blue collar folk. but their life was so different from colton’s, and he was so scared of tripping up or committing a social faux pas. he was never sure if something as simple as offering to pay for dinner would warp his in-laws perspective of him.

he was scared to even order a beer: nobody in her family drank and he had no idea what her parents thought about that.

at the end of the meal, while y/n’s mom went to the bathroom and her father went to pay the bill, she sighed, relaxing into colton’s arms.

“you okay, pretty girl? you didn’t seem to eat as much as you usually do.” colton frowned, his lips against the side of her head. if there was one thing he knew well about his girlfriend, it was her appetite. she loved food, and was usually the first to order the biggest, greasiest burger on the menu.

“just feeling a little under the weather. I think I caught the sun. I’ll probably make some toast or something light later.” she smiled, kissing his cheek.

“you know you could have gone to the hospitality tent, right? you didn’t have to stay in the pit lane. actually, I think my strategist would have preferred that you didn’t.”

“what’s the fun in that? you know me, I want to be where the action is.”

true to form, cars had been the reason the two had met. colton was out in the middle of nowhere after the previous years race in toronto. he was on his way to niagara falls but took three wrong turns courtesy of kyle kirkwood who had been left in charge of reading the map. y/n had been on a girls trip for her best friends hen week, and had come across kyle and colton after the tyre on coltons corvette had blown out.

while the rest of the bridesmaids had ogled kyle and whistled at him from the back of the volkswagen golf, y/n had slipped out of the passenger side and shamelessly flirted with colton before offering up the spare tyre in her trunk. she was his angel in levis and a plastic pink tiara, and kyle never let him forget it.

“I’ve got a spare tyre i can lend you, and if you buy me a drink I’ll change your tyre as well.” she had said, leaning against the corvette. “there’s a garage a few kilometres back, just follow our lead.”

sure enough, colton bought her a fruity little drink from bar, right after he met up with the other guys in the zibs and played a set with his band. the man is a musician and a race car driver with incredible hair, what more could you ask for?

“is there anything I can do?” colton asked, his fingers dancing across her slightly sunburnt thigh, feeling the heat from the burn under his fingers.

“massage some aloe into my skin?”

“babe, you need the whole bottle.” colton laughed, gently kissing along her jaw, his hand creeping further and further up his lovers thigh. “what about an orgasm?” he whispered in her ear, gently slipping his hand between her legs to rub her core through the thin fabric of her romper.

“cole.” she whined, legs falling open for him as she rested her head on his shoulder, biting back a moan as she dragged her fingernails down the skin on his arm. “oh, fuck, cole, what if my parents come back? we’re in public.”

her breathing was heavy, voice strained as she tried not to whine.

“just relax, princess.” his voice was husky, and he could feel how wet she was through the fabric, his cock tightening in his jeans. “nobody is gonna hear you, just let me make you feel better.”

to outsiders, they looked like nothing more than a lovesick couple, cuddling up to each other in the booth. they would have no idea what colton's fingers were doing underneath that table cloth, and what he couldn't wait to do when they got home.

all too soon, y/n's parents came back to the table, bill paid as they prepared to leave. colton retracted his hand as soon as he saw her parents, returning to tracing comforting circles on her thigh as she rested her head on his shoulder.

"we're driving out to kingston to see your sister this week." mrs. y/l/n started. "i think we might leave tonight, we've booked a bed and breakfast. you can colton can have the house to yourselves, a little bit of time to relax and spend with each other without your father and i constantly looking over your shoulders."

"oh mom, you didn't need to do that."

"yes we did. your father and i needed a getaway, and after today, you and colton both deserve some rest."

across the table, y/n's father narrowed his eyes as he pointed a finger at the indycar driver. "but no funny business in my house. i trust you two to be responsible adults tonight."

"yes, sir." colton nodded in agreement, knowing full well that he and y/n would be breaking most house rules that night, including the one about vaping inside.

it was nice coming home to an empty, quiet house. since indycar had descended on toronto and colton had come to stay in his girlfriend's childhood home, he had felt overwhelmed, almost never getting a minute to himself when he wasn't at the track or with his trainer.

he walked up the stairs of the backsplit to y/n's childhood bedroom, still frozen with the typical decor of a nineteen year old, before y/n had moved in with some of her friends from college, and then to tennesse with colton: fairy lights hung from the walls, the bed neatly made and adorned in a lilac gingham comforter, a poster for a popular emo band hanging behind her door. the bookshelves were barren, but only because she'd taken most of her books with her when she moved.

she made a beeline for the shower, making the water as cold as she could as to not upset her burn as she washed the smell of the track off her body, massaging hair conditioner into the burns to take away the sting.

after the shower, she dressed in simple cotton panties and a button down shirt she normally wore to work. her damp hair was soaking through the shoulders of the shirt as she made her way back to her bedroom, where colton was sitting on her bed, vape pen dangling from his fingers as he scowled at the instructions on a bottle of aloe vera lotion.

“cole, what are you doing?” she laughed, perching on the end of the double bed.

“I can’t read the writing on his bottle, I think I need a magnifying glass.”

“sweetie, just put it straight on my burns and massage it in.” she chuckled, undoing the first few buttons on her shirt and pulling the collar down to expose her shoulders.

her skin stung as colton ran his fingers over the angry red marks, small moans and hums leaving her lips as he touched her.

“feel better, love?” he asked gently, wiping his hands off on his jeans as he kissed her shoulder, getting a mouthful of aloe in the process.

“a little. I still want that orgasm you promised me.”

colton laughed, leaning in to kiss her. “I can definitely do that.”

he nipped at her bottom lip, sliding his tongue onto her mouth as she tugged on his hair, a moan escaping the back of his throat. one of coltons hands groped her chest, taking one of her breasts into his hand and massaging it between his strong, nimble fingers.

she moaned under his touch, breaking the kiss to guide his free hand between her legs.

colton chuckled, pushing her panties to the side. “you want me to finish what I started earlier, pretty girl? did it turn you on knowing anybody could see us? because I know it turned me on, thinking about getting you off in a room full of people.”

“fuck off.” she whined, unable to form a coherent sentence at the feeling of her lovers fingers circling the area where she needs him most, fingertips coated in her slick as he teased her opening. “please…cole.”

“lie down and spread your legs, I want to taste that sweet, sweet cunt of yours.” colton hummed, sucking a hickey into her neck. “and take that blouse off, I want to see all of you.”

“I’ve got a better idea.” she hummed, getting to her feet and casting off the blouse, a damp spot visible on her panties, still pushed aside enough that colton could see everything.

she made a grab for his collard shirt, yanking it over his head before she pushed him back against the pillows, unceremoniously shoving aside her collection of build a bears. she slipped out of her panties, mounting Colton’s body and hovering over his lips.

colton broke out into a grin, one hand coming up to playfully smack her ass. “eh, what’s gotten into you today?”

“you deserve a prize, podium sitter.” she grinned, carding her fingers through his hair.

“fuck.” colton exhaled as she lowered herself onto him, fingers gripping the wrought iron headboard as he kissed her sopping core, her juices dripping into his mouth and making his eyes roll back. “babygirl, you taste better than champagne.”

he moaned against her as he licked up and around her lips, his hands thoroughly gripping her thighs as he slipped his tongue inside her.”

“oh fuck, colton!” she screamed, bucking her hips against his face.

“that’s it, pretty girl, just ride my face, use me to get yourself off.”

her mind was so clouded with lust that she could barely think, her chest heaving as she moaned, practically screaming as coltons nose bumped her clit. the mattress slid against the bed frame, forcing the headboard against the wall.

the view that colton bad was downright sinful. he looked up, moaning at the sight of y/n on top of him, breasts bouncing up and down and her head thrown back as she moaned. it was enough to make his eyes roll back in his skull, and he found himself fumbling with one hand to get his jeans open, fisting his cock for any kind of relief before he blew his load in his jeans.

it was downright sinful, and he was glad that they were alone. even though there was a part of him that was exhibitionist in nature, he knew that there was no way he could look his in-laws in the eyes if they could hear what he was doing with their daughter right now.

“colton, fuck, i think I’m close.” she whined, legs shaking around coltons head as her grip moved from the headboard to his hair.

at the contact, colton growled, abandoning the pursuit of his own pleasure to smack her ass, gripping her thighs as she continued to rut against him, his tongue plunging inside of her and making a mess of his face as she reached her high, trembling above him.

colton locked up what he could from between her legs before gently lowering her body to the bed, softly kissing her lips and trailing his fingertips over her body.

“sweetheart, that was the most incredible thing I think we’ve ever done.” he grinned against her lips, his hard cock still poking out from his jeans.

“need some help there?” she raised an eyebrow, reaching for his shaft. “lay back and let me treat you. you deserve it.”

colton began to protest, quickly shutting up as she moved his boxers and jeans down his legs. he was a goner as soon as she started kissing up his cock, taking the tip between her cute, plump lips.

“ohhh, thats it, pretty girl.” he grunted, trying not to buck his hips as his hand came to grip her hair. “just like that, sucking me off so well, princess.”

his head dropped back against the pillows as he moaned, losing the battle of wills as he bucked his hips into her face, her nose dusting his pubic bone. more jumbled praises spilled from his lips as he reached his peak, quickly pushing his lovers face off his cock.

she didn’t like to swallow, but he preferred seeing his seed spread across her chest anyways.

giving her boyfriend some time to catch his breath, she lay on her stomach next to him, her legs in the air as she played with his sweaty hair. she leaned in to kiss him again, fingernails scratching at his chest.

“I need your cock.” she breathed, sucking on his earlobe. “I need you inside me, cole.”

colton kissed her again, stumbling to his knees on the bed. “who would I be to say no to my good girl?” he breathed, running his fingertips over the sunburn on her thigh. she shivered underneath his touch, propping herself up on her knees to rub her ass against his groin.

“head against the pillow, pretty girl.” he whispered, kissing up her spine as she rested her head against the bamboo fibre pillow, bent legs pressing her against her lover. “you want me to fuck you? you want me to make you feel like the prettiest, sexiest woman alive?”

“fuck yes, colton. fuck me, fuck me, please!”

colton tapped his cock against her thigh, watching the goosebumps rise on her skin before he pushed into her, a growl escaping his throat.

“you’re so wet, babygirl. so warm and inviting. god, i could stay inside of you all day.”

she whined underneath him as he started to move, being cautious of her sunburn as he pressed his chest against her back, thrusting deeper as he leaned over her.

“fuck, yes, right there!” she shouted, reaching for his hand.

pushing her hair over one shoulder, the driver linked hands with his lover as he pounded into her. she moaned underneath him, his lips leaving gentle kisses along her sunburnt shoulders. she had probably sweated the aloe vera lotion off, her fingernails digging into coltons hand as she screamed his name.

“that’s it darling. yeah, you want to come on my cock? fucking come for me, sweetheart.” he panted, thrusts getting sloppier.

it was a filthy scene, the air filled with the smell of sex and sweat, the sound of skin slapping against skin, moans mingling together as colton straightened up, hands gripping her hips as he pulled y/n back on his cock.

“fuck, yes, colton, i think I’m gonna come.”

with a moan that shook her entire body, her limbs fell limp, her body slumping onto the bed as she came, body shaking as colton ran his fingers through her hair. he pulled out, jerking himself the rest of the way off before he came, his seed coating her back before he slumped down on top of her.

“i love you.” he said softly, tangling his fingers with hers as she softly kissed over the hickeys forming on her neck. “i wouldn’t have wanted to share today with anybody else.”

“love you more.” she hummed, making a futile attempt to roll over underneath her boyfriend. “i think I need another shower.” she laughed, kissing the back of his hand.

colton laughed, kissing the side of her head. “how about I go run a bath? that claw foot tub in your basement is still functional, right?”

y/n laughed as her boyfriend got up, searching for his clothes on the bedroom floor. “give me a second to get my energy back and I’ll bring some candles and bubble bath down.”

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