#aupair

Now that he had signed a contract with Ferrari, he was training a lot, but that didn’t mean we couldn’t spend time together. Between babysitting, Etta’s ballet lessons and his training, we would do whatever we liked. We went to the beach, or to Nice to spend the afternoon there. We played tennis together, or simply had cozy home dates in his apartment. Those were always my favourite. Cooking together or ordering food, snuggling on the couch, not to mention having incredible sex.

But my year as an Au Pair was slowly coming to an end, and that was something I didn’t want to think about. So many open questions were in my mind, haunting me.

Would we be able to work this out? What if we weren’t? What if him and I would get lost in the world of glitz, glamour and motorsport? And what was about me, anyway? I had no idea what I was going to do after this gap year.

I still wanted to work in hospitality, somehow. But I also wanted to be close to Charles.

Right now, we were sitting in the Hollywood swing in the Monroe’s garden once again. Etta was playing on the grass in front of us, talking to herself, emerged in her little fantasy world. Charles gently rubbed his thumb over my knuckles, lost in thought. I looked at him.

“What’s on your mind?” I asked softly and he looked up. “So much..”, he sighed. “I.. I never want this to end”, he admitted quietly and I gave his hand a light squeeze. “Me neither. I wish we could just freeze the moment. But.. Charles, the best is just ahead of you. F1. Ferrari”, I reminded him and nudged his side a bit with a smile.

He gave me a light smile, although a bit forced. It didn’t quite reach his eyes. I sighed and rested my head on his shoulder. “Have you been looking for jobs? Here in Monaco?” Charles asked and I nodded.

“Yeah, I applied at the Hotel de Paris, but they didn’t exactly had a job offer that interested me. But I figured that would be better than nothing. I also applied at the Ritz-Carlton here. I haven’t heard anything from them, yet..”, I said and Charles nodded. “They will. They would be stupid to not take you”, he said and I nodded. “I can only hope.”

We heard footsteps approaching and saw Richard, looking at us with a smile. “Y/n, I just had a really interesting phone call..”, he said and his smile grew. I frowned and chuckled. “Oh yeah? With whom?” I asked and he grinned. “Mattia Binotto”, he said non chalantly and not only my jaw dropped. Charles raised his eyebrow. “Oh, Mattia? What did you two talk about?” he asked, obviously interested since Mattia was his team chef now.

Richard sat down in the chair next to us and let out a sigh. “Well, let’s just say I noticed the little struggle you two have at the moment, and Lorelai told me that you applied for a job at the Hotel de Paris, which you don’t really want to do”, he started and looked at me. I nodded, gesturing for him to go on.

“Ferrari is looking for a new hospitality coordinator for the upcoming season”, he said and my eyes widened. “A- a hospitality coordinator? You mean those who come to every race, make sure the guests are getting shown around? The ones who coordinate everything for the Ferrari hospitality behind the scenes?” I asked in disbelief. “That.. that’s basically my dream job, Richard”, I said.

Richard chuckled. “Yes, I know. He asked me to send him your CV and I was so free to do it. I hope that’s okay”, he said and gave me an amused grin.

My eyes almost fell out of my head. “Richard.. you… what… really?!” I asked and he laughed. “Yes, y/n. Really. And he was nothing short but happy about what he saw. You are resilient, diligent, friendly and smart. You’d be perfect for the job. Not to mention your relationship to a certain.. F1 driver”, he said and chuckled. “He didn’t give me a 100% yes, yet, but I think your chances are really good”, he added.

Charles laughed in disbelief and looked at me. I couldn’t help myself, I lunged forward and gave Richard a hug. “Thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you!” I repeated and he chuckled, returning the hug. “You’re very welcome, y/n. Do you think that I would leave my Au Pair hanging?” he chuckled and looked at me. I smiled big and felt someone tugging at my sleeve.

I looked down and saw Etta, staring at me with her big blue eyes. “I want a hug too, please”, she said in her little voice and smiled. I wanted to melt on the spot and crouched down, pulling her into my arms.

“Well.. I’ll leave you to it”, Richard chuckled and I looked up to him. “Thank you, Richard. Again. Really”, I said genuinely and he placed a hand on my shoulder. “You’re very very welcome, y/n”, he said softly and walked back into the house. I turned to Charles, Etta rushed after her dad. Charles grinned. “Told ya something would come around”, he joked and I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, sure. Says the one who was literally worried sick and didn’t sleep properly”, I teased and sat back down next to him. He grinned. “I did nothing of the sort! I was just… okay fine”, he sighed but laughed. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled my legs in his lap. His face was very close to mine, when he whispered. „I just couldn’t bear the thought of not having you around“. I smiled and leaned in, connecting our lips in a gentle and sweet kiss.

*Two months later*

„Do I look good in this? Oh god.. I can’t even- what if I crash? What if I hit the wall-“

I interrupted him. „Charles, calm down“, I said and placed my hands on his shoulders. „You are talented, you are capable, you’ve tested with this car. It‘ll be alright“, I said softly and he took a deep breath.

We were in Melbourne, for the first race of the season. Charles first season for Ferrari, my first season being a hospitality coordinator.

I did the same as Charles and turned around, looking at myself in the mirror. I was wearing black shorts and the red Ferrari t-shirt. It was my first day, working for the Ferrari hospitality. During the last weeks, I have had a lot of talks and trainings, so I was prepared, but I was still nervous.

Charles sensed it, and stood up to wrap his arms around me. “Mon Coeur.. you’ll do amazing. We both will. I know it”, he said softly and kissed my cheek. I took a deep breath.

During the race, I had to work but couldn’t help and steal glances on the tv in the hospitality area, where the race was shown live. I was silently rooting for him, hoping that he could maybe at least finish in the top five. I knew that this was his secret goal for his first race with Ferrari, and it would be amazing if he’d achieve this.

In the last lap, Charles overtook Kevin Magnussen and I couldn’t help but cheer. Everyone else in the hospitality area cheered as well and clapped.

“Fifth! Fifth place!” I cheered and hugged him tightly as he came into the garage after the race. He had a big smile on his face. “I told you that you could do it!” I said excitedly.

Charles pulled away a bit and cupped my face. “You believed in me.. all the time”, he said and captured my lips in a soft kiss, not caring about the cameras surrounding us. I smiled into the kiss, being so incredibly proud of him.

Charles POV

I couldn’t wait to get back to the hotel, to have her all to myself in our room. I waited for her, leaning against my Ferrari, sunglasses on my nose. I smirked when I saw her rushing out of the paddock, looking so incredibly delicious even in these Ferrari shirt. “Cherie”, I mumbled and kissed her softly before opening the passenger door for her. I made sure she was buckled up, because even after all this time, she still didn’t manage to do it herself with the racing seatbelts. I chuckled lightly and walked around the car, getting in behind the wheel.

The Ferrari roared to life and I shifted the gear before I started driving. My hand rested in her thigh, gently squeezing her soft skin.

“How was your first day, Cherie?” I asked and turned down the volume of the radio, giving her my attention.

She beamed and immediately started rambling. I had to chuckle a bit, loving how excited she was. She told me about her day, her work, who she met, what she did..

By the time I parked my car in the underground garage of the hotel, she still wasn’t finished. I had to intervene and smirked. I grabbed her chin and turned her face to me before I captured her lips in a deep kiss.

“Don’t forget to breathe, mon Cherie”, I said softly and she chuckled. I got out of the car and quickly opened the passenger door for her, helping her out. We walked to the elevator which brought us to the floor our suite was in.

“After you”, I murmured as I opened the door to our room.

“Really, my day was so amazing. I can’t even begin to describe how grateful I am for-“ she started and I just chuckled softly before pulling her to me and crashed my lips on hers. She willingly shut up and returned the kiss, wrapping her arms around me as I gently pushed her towards the bed.

“I wanted you ever since I crossed the finish line today”, I murmured in her ear, leaving hot kisses on her sensitive skin. God, I was addicted to that girl. And knowing that she would be with me, at every race, doing what she loved while I did what I loved.. it was everything I could wish for.

I kissed down her cheek, over her jaw down to her neck, where I left small bites. Y/n moaned under me, making me let out a growl. I nipped on the collar of her shirt, smirking. “What you got underneath this, sweetheart?” I whispered and she chuckled, knowing that game. “What do you think I’m wearing under a red Ferrari shirt?” she smiled and I groaned, knowing the colour she was wearing. My colour. “Let me see..”, I murmured and slid up her shirt until I revealed the red lacy bra. I groaned. “Cherie, Cherie… you’re killing me here. Please tell me you wear a matching set.”

She chuckled softly. “Why don’t you take a look?” she hummed and I laughed softly, kissing down her stomach and hips, before licking over the skin just above her shorts. With one hand, I unbuttoned her little shorts, undoing the zipper before I slid them down. “Good girl”, I whispered when I saw the matching red panties.

I kissed, licked and nibbed on her soft thighs, my cock already straining against my jeans. “Remember the treat you gave me after I won our tennis match?” she suddenly hummed and I smirked against her skin. “Yes, Cherie.. how could I forget how you came around my fingers in this changing room..”, I murmured and left a hickey on her thigh which made her gasp. “How about I return that favour..?” she moaned softly and I groaned, pushing myself up to face her. “Yes”, I growled and she smiled, turning us around so that she was hovering over me.

My god, seeing my girl going down on me was something I would never, ever get tired of. “Look at you, so pretty down there..”, I breathed as she tugged on my jeans, pulling them down together with my briefs. I was so hard already, my cock basically jumping in her pretty face.

She gently licked over my sensitive tip, making me buck my hips with a groan. She wrapped her hand around my shaft and started stroking me before she started sucking me off properly. I let out a low moan, my head falling on the pillow with my eyes closed. My hand cupped the back of her head, guiding her movements a bit. “So good.. so good my perfect girl”, I breathed, knowing that my praise would only encourage her. I felt her tongue swirling around my head, while she took me deeper and deeper in her mouth, gagging slightly. I moaned and stroked her hair. “Stop, Cherie.. stop”, I murmured and she looked up at me. “Come up here..”

Y/n’s POV

I happily obliged and slipped out of my panties, straddling him. He looked up at me through half lidded eyes, and I bit my lip. “Wanna ride you..”, I hummed and he let out a small laugh. “Yeah.. I want that too”, he murmured and pulled me closer, positioning himself at my already dripping core. I sank down on him with a moan, his thick girth stretching my walls just right. I took my time to adjust a bit before I started moving, lifting my hips and slamming back down.

He let out a groan and grabbed my hips, guiding my movements, his eyes on me the whole time. “Oh god.. Charles..”, I moaned and he growled. “Say my name, baby.. say it like it’s the only name you know”. I moaned again, moving a bit faster, determined to ride him to the brink of pleasure.

“Fuck.. y/n, love I’m close”, he groaned and I whined, my movements turning a bit sloppy. He grabbed my hips again and thrusted himself up into me, before I felt him twitching. “Look at me”, he breathed. “Look at me when I make you come”.

We reached our high together, I felt him pumping inside of me and gasped, my whole body tensing before finally relaxing. I slumped down, his strong arms enveloping my body as we panted, coming down from our highs.

I felt how he gave me a kiss on the top of my head. "I love you, y/n", he whispered and I looked up. "Char.. I love you too", I whispered and sealed my words with a passionate, loving kiss.

Aaaaand that's a wrap! Thank you so much for everyone who encouraged me to keep going with this story ❤️This will be the last chapter from my side, but please please please feel free to send me requests or prompts for this if you want! I'd be more than happy to write them!!