F1 Oneshots

Mrs Mercedes | Lewis Hamilton*

This is a follow on from 'Cheater | George Russell' so read that before this.

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I woke to the duvet cover of Lewis and I's bed ruffling. I turned to the side to see he wasn't there and then I realised where he was when I felt his thumb rub between my flaps. I breathed in sharply as he rubbed small circles over me, small moans left my throat as he massaged his fingers over my sensitive clit. I heard him laugh quietly before two of his fingers slipped into my body.

"Lewis." I moaned out as he curled his fingers inside me and pumped them in and out. My legs tensed up as a knot began to form in my stomach. I whined unhappily as I felt his touch leave my body and his hands wrap around my thighs and yank my body down and him fling them over his shoulders. I smirked knowing what was about to happen as two of his fingers rubbed against my clit, causing the knot in my stomach to grow.

Deep shaky breaths left my mouth and I flung my head back in pleasure. I moaned out Lewis' name as his tongue flattened against my heat. He lapped at my pussy making my body writhe, he sent almost electric pulses through my blood. "Yeah!" I breathed out gripping our bedsheets, hooking my feet together as they rested on his back. The tension in my body mounted as his tongue pressed against my wet pussy. I bucked my hips as my legs shook as I moved towards my high. "Please!" I begged not wanting him to stop, which he didn't.

My eyes clamped shut as the knot in my stomach unfolded and I came, his lips stayed pressed on my heat as I came. His name passed my lips along with my erratic breathing making his lips curve into a smirk.

Once I'd finished his fingers gently massaged my soaked pussy as I came down from my high, when my breathing slowed and my body calmed down his touch left my skin and his face reappeared on his pillow.

"Morning." He smiled followed by a small laugh.

"Morning." I sighed resisting the temptation to use my own fingers to carry on where he'd left off.

"You alright?" He asked me looking at my red lips, on which I'd been biting down. His thumb gently played with my bottom lip, tugging and gently rubbing it.

I shuffled forward and left kisses along his neck, leaving a scattering of hickeys down it. His hand stroked over my hair, small laughs left mouth and his other hand pulled me closer.

"I need to go." Lewis muttered between his laughs.

"Why?" I asked pulling away from him. A pout displayed on my lips.

"I've got a press conference." He explained shuffling out the bed. I huffed in frustration and moved back onto my pillow. "What?" He asked turning to me as he stood by our bed.

"Nothing." I shook my head as I reached for my phone before seeing a headline someone had made for TikTok.

'Mrs Mercedes.'

Then a photo of my and the description of the video was them saying they had 'proof' I'd cheated on George with Lewis.

"I knew this was gonna start happening." I sighed showing it to Lewis, who huffed and shrugged it off.

"Ignore it." He shook his head.

On the whole the media had received it well that Lewis and I were together but there was a select few who were just knobheads about it.

The desire from my clit for something to touch it was overwhelming now, so I gave in and lifted one leg to create a small tent in the covers so Lewis couldn't see my hand moving. He stood in the room with me, looking the mirror as he got ready for his press conference. I used my fingers to pick up where he left off, shaky breaths leaving my lips as I did. My eyes fell slightly shut as I pleasured myself, still not coming anywhere close to how my boyfriend can make me feel. "What're you doing?" I heard him ask as he saw me eyes shut, head leant back and one knee up.