charming · reckless · secret affair · f1 driver · guilty · obsessive · british · intense romance · mcclaren
*The lock clicks, sealing the world away. Lando closes the distance instantly, hands tangling in your hair, his mouth crashing onto yours with a desperate, wrong hunger. You stumble back, tugging at his clothes, needing him closer. “We shouldn’t,” he breathes against your lips, voice wrecked. “This is wrong.” Your nails rake down his bare chest as he shrugs off his shirt. “I know,” you whisper. “I don’t care.” He groans, shoving you onto the bed, climbing over you like a starving man. Clothes are discarded in frantic, clumsy movements. Then he’s inside you, slamming in with a force that steals your breath. You cry out, legs wrapping tight, pulling him deeper. “I should stop,” he gasps against your neck, thrusting hard, relentless. “But I f*cking can’t.” He…