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I sauntered back to the table, waving at a few of the other drivers on the way back. As soon as I sat down, I put my lacy thong in my hand and discretely slid it into Luca's jacket pocket, shaking him a bit to get his attention. Luca felt the movement of his jacket and looked at me, his brows furrowed with annoyance.
I gave him a quick wink before whispering, “At least now you can picture one person in the audience naked – I hear that’s good for pre-speech nerves.” Luca gave me an incredibly confused look, but I just smirked at him and turned back to my conversation with Lily about qualifying tomorrow.
While Lily was responding, I let my eyes slightly wander to Luca, who had his hands in his jacket pocket. I knew the moment he realized what I had slid into his pocket because a huge grin immediately slid over his face, and his eyes started to dance as if he could see the game I was playing with him, and he was welcoming the invitation. Luca removed his hand from his jacket pocket and put it on my thigh, mimicking the movements I was doing earlier, a sly smile still dancing on his lips. Luca turned back into the conversation and joined us for the next ten minutes before his name was called to the stage.
As Luca walked onto the stage, I saw him put his hands in the jacket pocket that I had snuck my thong into, another smile gracing his lips. I could see him visibly relax, and he began his speech, which, to my surprise, was one of the most funny and endearing speeches I had heard this season. He spoke about his time karting as a little boy on the Monza track and gave the Hermes F1 Team a heartwarming thank you for allowing him to compete for a win tomorrow. As he ended the speech, the crowd erupted into cheers for Luca.
Well done, Georgia, I congratulated myself, which was a bit ridiculous since all I had done was slide my panties off like a girl gone wild.
The rest of the evening went off without a hitch, with Luca settling into his normal behaviors now that the speech was complete. As the evening started to die down, Luca stood up, signaling that it was time to go. We said our goodbyes, and Luca hailed us a cab, opening the door for me.
The ride back to the hotel was quiet, neither of us wanting to discuss the fact that I was no longer wearing any underwear, although the grin on Luca’s face told me enough. Luca quickly ushered us out of the cab and got us into the elevator. As soon as the doors opened to our floor, Luca grabbed my hand and dragged us into our suite at the same speed as our Formula 1 cars.
“Luc-” I began, about to chide him for dragging me through the hotel like a misbehaving toddler, but before I could even finish my sentence, Luca's lips were on mine, his hands on my waist and neck as he pushed me against the wall. As if instinctual, I pulled Luca closer to me, letting my hands rest on his back. The kiss was deep and passionate, even better than I had imagined in my dream. As Luca broke away, he rested his forehead on mine, his eyes staring at me as we both caught our breath, neither of us saying a word for what felt like a lifetime.
“What was that for?” My voice was all but a whisper as I attempted to regain some composure.
“I think you know what that was for,” Luca grinned.
“Any chance I can get my underwear back?”
Luca pulled the thong out of his jacket pocket and studied it for a moment. “And give away my good luck charm?” I didn’t appreciate his sly grin or the fact that he was holding it out of reach. “You want it back; you’ll have to earn it,” he added in sneakily.
“Oh?” I questioned, attempting to reach for the thong. Luca put the thong back into his jacket pocket and moved towards the couch, taking a seat in the center and patting his lap. I knew that Luca was messing with me, seeing if I would call his bluff.
But I wasn’t in the mood to let Luca win, and after all of that champagne, I was suddenly feeling bold and sexy, especially as I watched Luca's eyes rake up and down my body. Maybe Lily was right – maybe I should have sex with Luca, get it out of my system.
I stalked towards where he was sitting on the couch, and surprising both Luca and myself, I straddled his lap, letting my dress start to hike up my body. I reached for Luca's belt, and he raised an eyebrow, clearly curious to see my next move. I began to unbuckle his belt, letting a grin cross my lips as he let a soft moan fall from his lips. As I pulled down his zipper, I let my hand slip into his waistband, raising my eyebrow in silent question to see if he wanted me to continue. While his expression was one of shock, I could see something else in his eyes – desire. He nodded, albeit a bit wearily, and I slid my hand into his waist hand, palming his already hard and aching cock.
I grabbed the edges of his pants and boxers and instructed him to lift, letting his cock spring free as his pants slid down. I’m not sure exactly what I had expected of Luca, butwowwas all that came to mind. His cock was thick, with pre-cum already glistening at the tip. I licked my lips and slid down to the floor on my knees, letting my tongue run up from the base of his shaft all the way up to the tip. Luca let out a loud moan as he put a hand on my head, slightly gripping my hair. I took him deep into my mouth, letting him hit the back of my throat.
“Oh fuck,” Luca gritted out. “That feels-“
Before he could finish his sentiment, I went down on him again, slowly bobbing up and down on his length with gentle touches. In response to my teasing, he grabbed my hair even harder.
“Stop teasing, Amore,” he demanded, letting a large sigh fall from his lips. I continued to work him, letting my hands gently massage his balls as I kept a steady rhythm. I could tell Luca was starting to get closer because his moans were getting louder, and both of his hands were in my hair, grabbing it as I continued to work him. It didn’t take long before Luca was a moaning mess above me.
“I’m going to-” Luca didn’t need to finish his sentence – I knew he was about to come. I doubled down on my efforts as he came in my mouth, sucking up everything he gave me as Luca came down from his high.
Once I was finished, I wiped my mouth and looked up at him, a large smirk on my face. At that moment, I truly saw a Luca I had never seen before – a speechless one. Clearly, he was not expecting me to call his bluff, not that he was complaining. I stood up and put my hand in his jacket pocket, grabbing my thong.
“I’d say I earned this back, wouldn’t you agree?” Before Luca could answer, I sauntered back to my room, letting my hips sway just a little bit more than usual, awfully proud of myself. I didn’t even look back, but I knew Luca still had a look of shock on his face.
Never underestimate Georgia Dubois,I thought to myself.
* * *
Luca
After the incredible evening at the Italian Driver’s Association on Friday, Saturday was undoubtedly a little awkward between Georgia and me. We both went out of our way to avoid each other; it was clear neither of us knew what to say to the other. Georgia had looked amazing at the dinner on Friday, but she had looked even better on her knees, sucking my cock after the dinner.
The truth was, I was starting to feel a bit enamored by her. She had single-handedly managed to calm me down and given me the confidence I needed to surge through the weekend.The little stunt she pulled with the underwear was so shocking, especially from Little. Ms. Prim And Proper, but it left me feeling more impressed with her than I cared to admit.
I did know that, of all the emotions I was feeling, I was a little irked that Georgia had just sauntered off after I had finished Friday evening. I wanted to repay the favor, and most importantly, I didn’t want to let her have the upper hand, which I now felt like she had. She had made me feel incredible, and I hadn’t repaid the debt.
I hated being in debt to other people, but I despised being in debt to Georgia.
The fates had left me feeling so good on Saturday that I was able to get some revenge on her during qualifying. Her choices Friday night had made me feel so relaxed that I had actually taken pole on Saturday – my first ever pole, and at my home race, no less.
