We were at the Ferrari Gala & as teammates we had to be there, sitting at the table, next to each other.

“Stop looking at me like that.” I whispered to him, glancing at him

“You know I… I can’t.” he whispered, looking at me with desperate eyes.

After a few minutes, I felt my body shivering, I looked down, under the table & I saw his strong hand gripping my inner thigh & tracing my bare skin with his fingers, under my dress.

I gasped & then bit my lips, trying to not make a sound.