#Hamilton moving company

[kingmovers]

For over 25 years, King Affordable Movers has provided moving and packing services in Hamilton, Massachusetts, USA.

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[delicate44]

People saying Lewis should move to ferrari? Are you kidding me? Ferrari legit threw away their championship last year. At least Merc saw an upward graph in their car development. Why would lewis move there?

[moverstoprated]

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[thejordanbelford]

How to Prepare Your Home for Furniture Removal

One of the most important steps in ensuring that the moving process goes accordingly and smoothly is preparing your belongings to be taken out to a new home. Whether you hire furniture removalists Hamilton or work with house removalists in the same area, house removal through a packing and moving company saves much time and effort in case damage to some precious items may take place. Here is the whole guide that helps you prepare for furniture removal so that the procedure will be as less stressful as it could be.

Declutter and Downsize

Declutter the house before attempting to pack anything or arrange moving furniture. It will be the chance to remove products you do not need anymore or that lie unused in various rooms. Go to each room with a checklist as to what should be kept, sold, donated, and disposed of. The smaller the quantity being moved, the cheaper and better it will cost you.

Donate or Sell Items: Furniture items that you no longer need or want can be donated to charity or sold online. This will reduce the number of items that your furniture removalists in Hamilton have to move.

Dispose of Old Items: If something is too worn out to be of use, consider getting rid of it before the move. This can save time and make your new home feel fresher.

Create an Inventory List

An inventory list will track down all the things that you move, preventing items from being misplaced or lost while moving. An inventory list is also beneficial to communicate clearly to your Hamilton house removalists regarding the things you will be shifting.

Room-by-Room Breakdown: List all furniture and accessories that require special attention or care. This will help the moving company plan for the move and even know how many movers and trucks are needed for the specific move.

Special Instructions: If there are pieces of furniture that need to be disassembled or handled with extra care, write down the specifics so that your movers are ready.

Disassemble Large Furniture Pieces

This implies that many big furniture items, for example, beds, bookshelves, and desks, may not be transported easily in their current state. Preparing ahead to disassemble furniture a day or even a couple of days in advance of when house removalists Hamilton are arriving would save time as well as avoid the breakage of several items.

Beds and Headboards: Disassemble bed frames, headboards, and footboards. Bag the screws and bolts and tape them to the corresponding furniture item.

Bookshelves and Cabinets: Take out the shelves from the bookshelves or cabinets to make them easier to carry. Do not forget to pack the small things separately.

Tables and chairs: Where feasible, strip legs from tables or chairs, as this would reduce their volume and make it easier to relocate.

Protect Your Furniture and Home

It is very important to protect both furniture and the interior of your house from scratches, dings, or damage in the process of moving. Here is how you can do that:

Wrap Fragile Items: It also includes wrapping furniture using moving blankets, bubble wrap, or furniture pads to cushion fragile items and furniture like a glass table mirror or a few wooden pieces of furniture.

Use plastic wrap or tape: For furniture upholstered, use plastic wrap to avoid dirt or damage to cushions and fabrics. Tape loose parts so nothing gets out of place.

Pack Small Items Separately

Pack lamps, vases, electronics, and personal items in boxes. When they are packed into boxes, such items are easier to move instead of being carried. Mark all the boxes with clear words of the room to which they should be moved and labels showing whether fragility is included. It would be much easier if you hire packing and moving companies for this.

Prepare Your Appliances

Large appliances, such as refrigerators and washing machines, require a little more effort and thought in preparation to ensure that they are moved safely.

Defrost the Refrigerator: If you're moving a refrigerator, be sure to unplug it and let it defrost for at least 24 hours before the move. This will prevent water from spilling during transport.

Secure Appliances: For other appliances such as clothes washers/dryers remove hoses and lock all removable parts in place—for example, a rack in your dishwasher. With heavy-duty tape close doors/drawers to secure.

Inform the Movers of Special Requirements

If you have furniture that is of particular value or fragile, you should inform your packing and moving company beforehand. Let them know about large or heavy pieces and furniture that need to be disassembled or require delicate handling.

Proper preparation of your home for furniture removal can make a huge difference in the efficiency and success of your move. Declutter, dismantle large furniture, and protect your belongings, and make sure pathways are clear. This way, your Hamilton furniture removalists or house removalists in Hamilton will be able to do their job quickly and without any problem. It saves you time and money and reduces the stress of moving into a new home. Happy moving!

[morrisonm]

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[ontariobusiness]

Commonly Forgotten Tasks When Moving: Avoid These Mistakes

Moving can be a hectic process, and it’s easy to overlook important details in the midst of packing and coordinating with your moving company in Hamilton.

To help ensure a smooth transition, here are some commonly forgotten tasks to keep in mind.

1. Notify Utilities and Services

Many people forget to notify utility providers about their move. Be sure to schedule disconnection of utilities at your current home and activation at your new one. Don’t forget to update your address with service providers like internet, cable, and garbage collection.

2. Update Your Address

Changing your address with the post office is just the start. You’ll also need to inform banks, insurance providers, and subscription services. Failing to update your address can result in missed bills or important documents.

3. Pack an Essentials Box

Amidst the chaos of moving, it’s easy to forget to pack an essentials box. Include items like toiletries, a change of clothes, important documents, and basic kitchen supplies. This will save you from rummaging through boxes on your first night in your new home.

4. Label Boxes Properly

Labeling boxes with their contents and intended room is crucial for an efficient unpacking process. Skipping this step can lead to confusion and wasted time once you arrive.

5. Check for Items Left Behind

People often leave behind items stored in attics, basements, or sheds. Before the moving company in Hamilton arrives, do a thorough sweep of your property to ensure nothing is forgotten.

By addressing these commonly overlooked tasks and working closely with a reliable moving company in Hamilton, you can avoid unnecessary stress and ensure a seamless moving experience. Proper planning and attention to detail make all the difference!

[ecowayhamiltonon]

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[gguk-n]

Fate Accelerates (Lewis Hamilton x Reader)

Summary- In a world where soulmates exist. Some people have a countdown on their wrist, counting down to the time they will meet their soulmate. Lewis is so shocked when the time suddenly decreases after his career changing decision.

Ferrari wanted to sign Lewis Hamilton for a while. And the moment he gave them the time of his day; they were able to convince Lewis to leave Mercedes after so many years and so many championships. Lewis had thought long and hard before he signed the contract, he had always wanted to drive in red, that was a dream come true for any driver and he was just going to move towards another one of his dreams.

Lewis grew up with a timer on his wrist. He had asked why he had one and his mum told him it to tell him when he would meet his soulmate. The timer would fluctuate over the years from spanning to decades to couple years. Whenever he would get excited about meeting his soulmate the timer would suddenly increase. Before he had signed the contract, the countdown on his wrist read a couple more years. Lewis had stopped caring at that point, he wasn't sure he would ever meet his soulmate and if he did, that would be pretty neat he thought but even if he didn't, it didn't really matter, not now anyways.

It was a few days after he had signed the contract when he noticed the timer on his wrist. It made him do a double take; it had been years since the timer had been down to almost a year but Lewis did not get his hopes up. He would've liked to but all these years of waiting had made him not so forgiving.

As the season began and time passed, the countdown to meeting his soulmate had begun. He watched at the days ticked by. Lewis felt himself getting giddy when the timer was almost 6 months. It had never happened. He had never been this close to seeing his soulmate, ever. He would sit and talk to Roscoe about meeting his mum soon and how excited he felt. He felt 15 again, the first time the timer had gotten close to around 10 months but then suddenly jumped up. Lewis found himself waiting; as he calculated the time; it coincided with his first day at Ferrari. He felt reassured to have made this decision.

Y/N was a PR manager in one of the biggest companies in Italy. Her knowledge in law and journalism gave her the edge her colleagues lacked. She had moved to Italy when she was in high school due to her father's work and stayed ever since. She was happy with her job and the place she worked at until she was scouted.

Ferrari scouted her; they wanted her as the PR manager for Lewis Hamilton. You would've been an idiot to not have heard of Lewis Hamilton. She was skeptical of leaving her comfortable job behind but the team was relentless in pursuing her. They wanted some one as good as Lewis to handle all of his PR stuff and in their eyes Y/N was the queen of PR management. After many discussion and long drawn out meeting, Y/N agreed to join Ferrari.

Y/N had a timer on her wrist, just like Lewis and it would countdown to when she would meet her soulmate. What shocked her was the fact that her countdown had suddenly decreased and she couldn't be more confused. She had given up trying to find her soulmate since the timer fucked with her so much growing up, that she forgot it even existed.

As the time grew closer to the end of the season, the timer on their wrist had also started blinking. Lewis and Y/N watched as the year turned into months and months into days. The pair allowed themselves to be excited over the prospect of actually finally meeting their soulmate.

It was Lewis's first day at Ferrari. He was nervous and excited at the same time. His childhood dream was coming true and the timer on his wrist was in minutes, something that had never happened. He sped to Maranello; what if his soulmate is a race engineer? So many thoughts were swirling through his head. He tried to remain calm and not lose his composure.

Y/N had put a little more effort in getting ready when she saw her timer read only 2 more hours. She almost burnt her shirt and her hand while ironing it out and almost crashed her car on the way to her first day of work. She wasn't sure what to expect but the minutes ticking away didn't help either. She was sat in a room waiting for her new client, Lewis Hamilton with a bounce in her leg wanting to leave soon to find her soulmate.

Lewis strode into the building, being dragged around to show the place off. He lost track of the timer on his hand and before he knew it he was being ushered into a room. As he opened the door, he felt a burning sensation on his wrist and when he looked down the timer was gone. There was a woman sat on the chair staring at her wrist rubbing the place where the timer sat vigourously.

Lewis slowly walked up to her, making her look up. They looked at each other and it was as if they knew. "You're" she began only to be lost for words. "That's Y/N Y/L/N, she'll be your PR manager" Fred interrupted. Lewis smiled, raising his hand to shake. When their hands finally met, it was like electricity flowing through them. "Lewis Hamilton" he stated. She didn't let the hand go. "My soulmate" she mumbled. "The one and only" Lewis replied. "I've waited so long for this" she muttered with tears in her eyes. Lewis raised his other hand, not letting go of her hand yet and slowly wiped the tears pooling in her eyes. "Me too" Lewis reassured. "Joining Ferrari was the best decision I made" the two said in unison before bursting into a fit of laughter leaving Fred very confused.

[bunny-jpeg]

kink-o-ween - day thirteen

lewis hamilton - free use

cw: smut/pwp, free use, clothed sex, semi-public sex, university student!reader, mentions of sugar daddy, jealousy, jealous!lewis

kink-o-ween: formula one edition - call of duty edition

you shouldn't have come to the track. but it was close to where you were studying. you also shouldn't have worn such a short skirt. it pleated and light, the colour of a dove and paired with a sweatshirt from your school and sneakers.

lewis missed you, he told you that over the phone. he missed you, it had been some time since you saw one another. with the start of the new academic semester, you were swamped with your masters program. a program that was paid for by mister hamilton. you felt almost obligated to see him when you could.

and while visiting him at one of his homes and enjoying his company was one thing. being on the track with him was another. it was when a side of the driver came out that he usually kept down. seething jealousy.

you had a feeling that when you were around the paddock, that some of the other men looked at you. not in a way that felt predatory, but you could feel their gazes on you. no one would try to hurt you, they were men, not animals.

you could tell that carlos' gaze lingered on your chest a little longer than usual before his dark eyes looked to your face. he was friendly, chatted with an excitement that made you smile. even with his brief lingering gaze, he didn't eye you like meat. he was simply admiring someone beautiful.

"are you enjoying yourself? you're still in school, right?"

you nodded, "almost done the master's program. it's been a lot, but thankfully this weekend i can enjoy myself. and see all of you race." you smiled at him.

you two chatted, you asked about his life and any updates. you heard about the move from ferrari and wished him the best of luck with the other team. even though no flirtatious words were spoken, lewis still came over and put his arm at your hips. pulling you close to him. your hand on his strong chest as he smiled at his fellow driver.

"hey, mate. a little far from ferrari." he laughed a little, you could feel his digits up against the bottom of your skirt. you moved closer to lewis and felt his up your skirt in a casual fashion.

when you were on the track with lewis, you were free use for him. no one else, of course. lewis wouldn't allow another driver to sniff around you like that. but, you knew what he did when you were around. that was why you wore the skirt.

you felt him touch the roundness of your ass cheek, giving the left one a good grope as he continued to talk to carlos. you were barely in tune with the conversation. only when lewis pulled his hand away could you focus, he leaned forward to shake carlos' hand. the same hand he was feeling you up with.

"best of luck today, mate." he flashed a smile at him. and when you and lewis turned away from carlos. lewis' voice was in your ear, "trying to find a new sugar daddy today? is that why you came?"

you shook your head, "no, never." when you got into his driver's room. lewis kissed you deeply, you whimpered against his rough touch. you held onto his shoulders while he held you by your waist.

"good." he said, his lips close to yours. he licked his lips and smiled a little, "because you know you'll never find someone like me." it was almost cocky, but it made you shudder with excitement.

"you don't know that." you tried to bite back.

he laughed, "really? no, no." he shook his head a little as he groped your ass some more. his lips close to yours once more, "i do know that. the others can't compare, so don't humor yourself." he kissed your cheek, almost like a lover, "you know you look prettier when you don't think."

this was the agreement and it made your core boil. you felt a flip in your stomach as you were pushed onto the couch in the room. your skirt flipped up a little bit, exposing your pretty panties to lewis. he smiled at you.

"i should be taking that skirt with me," he said, "so you don't go wearing it around school and people get the wrong idea." he got down beside you and started to undo his belt, "a strong wind and you'd be giving every guy a show."

despite the relationship being somewhat transactional, lewis made sure that you didn't start seeing other guys. it was only fair, he was paying for everything so why would you need anyone else. you just chalked it up to him being greedy with your attention.

with his cock out of his jeans and his hand now up your skirt, he flashed your panties once more before they were off and onto the floor. this would have to be quick. no bells, whistles, intimacy or a slow pace. this was a simple fuck before lewis went out there and raced.

you couldn't get fully naked just in case someone came in. you felt excitement race through you. there was always a risk with this. the amount of times you two had fucked in the back corners of parking garages in cars with tinted windows. even your university dorm wasn't safe.

you flipped your skirt up a little and he eyed your pussy then helped you get seated on his cock. he shuddered and then grabbed a hold of your waist. the soft skin under his touch as you felt the stretch of his cock inside of you.

"perfect." he said with a rumble in his voice. you rolled your hips a little bit, cautiously trying to gain pace. but lewis had little patience for that. he said lowly, "pick up speed, sweetheart. or i'll get carlos in here to do my job for me." his lips were at your neck as he clutched onto you.

"i don't want him." you whimpered quietly. you couldn't be too loud or else a poor assistant would get an eyeful of you riding lewis.

he said softly, "good answer." before he moved up against you. he took control of the pace, you felt excitement in your gut as the two of you fucked on the leather couch.

the couch was probably worth more than your rent. everything on the track was worth more than your rent. the clothes your lover wore, the car he drove you to the track in. even the rings that donned his fingers were more than you'd make in a year.

lewis continued to kiss your neck and you felt a shudder through your body as you moved against him. he said, "you know there's only one thing i want. more than the titles, more than the money. i want to make you cum."

his words made you heart leap as you continued to rut against him. you felt a heat of nerves in your stomach as you moved against him. you kissed him feverishly as you moved as fast as you could. lewis felt amazing all over, you drove him mad.

it was the kind of madness that could drive any man to great heights to keep feeling. no wonder he was so willing to pay for your little life, it meant he could nudge his cock up against the softest parts of you.

"you're pretty when you squirm." he said, lips close to yours, "you look pretty when i can pretty much feel your heartbeat up against him. you're excited."

you swallowed, "why wouldn't i be? wouldn't women kill to have this chance?"

lewis smiled, "someone's trying to apologize for making me jealous. i wish you were naked right now. i wish i could take every last layer off of you. but, there's always tonight."

"i have to go back to my dorm."

he gripped your hips and chuckled, "you want to go to your dorm?" he moved against your further and kissed your cheeks, "now you're just being a tease." he really worked you on his cock, even going as far as to move you with relative ease.

"all my stuff is there."

lewis replied, "we can always re-buy it. you know i'll buy you anything you want." he kissed you on the lips once more and you moaned against him. you were his to freely use, even if he didn't wave the bills in your face.

he groaned against the kiss and his grip onto tightened. you knew there would be pain in the morning. but, that didn't bother you, you knew deep down that you'd always wear lewis' marks with pride.

you held onto his shoulders as you both started to lose the pace of your movements. only driven by a need to finish. the kisses got hotter and the rush of pleasure flooded your brain like much needed euphoria.

"you're beautiful. and you're mine." he said before he kissed you once more. the heat rushed through him as he continued to rut against you made sparks go off in his brain. you felt perfect, like a dream.

the kisses were hungry as you were the first to cum. you held onto him and arched your back a little bit. the thrill of orgasm raced through you as you continued to move against him.

it was quick and it was heavy. you felt the rush through your body as you eagerly panted. you rested against him as he worked your hips against him.

"beautiful girl. my sweetheart." he said with a heat in his tone. with a few more heavy thrusts and he finished inside of you. his grip was tense when he held you. you clawed your nails across his shoulders as your pace stopped.

you panted against his chest, your face felt flushed as you remained in his lap. eventually lewis pulled you away from him, leaving a little space to kiss you. the kiss was a little more tender as you eventually got off his lap.

you were kind enough to help him back into his jeans before he kissed you once more on the lips with his hand under your skirt. sadly there was no time for round two. you said to him, "it's showtime."

he smiled at you, "showtime." any jealousy in his gut was long done, instead replaced with a warm feeling of orgasm. the others could look, but they could never touch.

it wasn't until you were back at the garage with lewis, that you noticed that your panties were back in the driver's room. your eyes went wide, you didn't have a key for the door and lewis was about to get into his car. oh no. <3

[pickingupmymercedes]

Firsts pt.1 - Lewis Hamilton (NSFW)

Some firsts, like Small firsts, only NSFW version - pt1 / pt2 /

pairing: Lewis Hamilton x Reader!

warnings: unprotected sexual activities, like all sorts.

Also, wrap it before you tap it

wordcount: +4K

a/n: This is part 1, to possibly a 4 part thing. It ran from me and it was getting huge.

a/n 2: Loved all the prompts, thank you for everyone who sent them.

As always, I'm open for feedback, come say hi!

EXPLICIT CONTENT UNDER, -18 DO NOT INTERACT

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First time without worrying about protection

"Do you think it’s a good time?" Y/n asked, her voice soft as she looked over at Lewis. The question had been lingering in her mind, and she could tell it was on his too, ever since she told him she wouldn’t be putting another IUD in for a while.

They had spent the day surrounded by Lewis's family—his niece and nephew running around, his mum laughing, the warmth of family life filling every corner of the house. It had been perfect. But it had also stirred something in them, something she couldn't ignore any longer.

Lewis was quiet for a moment, his eyes focused on the road ahead, but she could see the wheels turning in his head. “I���ve been thinking about that too” he admitted, his voice thoughtful. “With you not on any birth control, I mean. It feels like… maybe it’s the sign we’ve been looking for.”

Y/n nodded, the warmth of the sun shining through the window matching the warmth she felt at his words. “It’s been on my mind all day… seeing you with your family… it made me realize how much I want that for us.”

Lewis glanced over at her, his expression thoughtful, but a hint of hesitation in his eyes. “That’s all I’ve always wanted.” he said softly, keeping his eyes on the road. “But…”

"But you're not sure it’s the right time," she finished for him, her voice understanding.

He nodded, his grip on the steering wheel tightening slightly. “It’s not that I don’t want that with you. I do. More than anything. Our own pack running ramped. But with racing… What if I’m not there enough? What if I miss out? What if you’re left to deal with too much?”

Y/n reached over, placing her hand on his, her touch gentle but firm. “I get it, Lew. I really do. And I love how much you care about being there, about being a good father.” She sighted before continuing “I think the decision to not get another iud made me realize how much I actually want this. Our own family.”

He was quiet for a moment, processing her words. The sound of the tires on the road was the only noise as they both let the weight of the conversation settle in.

“You really think we’re ready?” Lewis finally said, his voice low but not lacking conviction at all.

“Yeah” she said after she reached for his hand with both of hers. “We don’t have to rush it, though… let’s see where life takes us. No pressure, no expectations. If it happens, it happens.”

Lewis turned to look at her as they stopped at a red light, his eyes searching hers. “You’re really sure about this?”

“I am” she replied, her voice steady now. “I’m ready to start our family.”

The light turned green, but Lewis didn’t move immediately. He leaned over, pressing a kiss to her hand still resting on his. “Okay,” he said softly. “Let’s see what happens. No more protection, no more overthinking. We’ll take this time and just… let it be.”.”

The rest of the drive was filled with a comfortable silence, their decision bringing a new sense of anticipation between them. When they got home, the atmosphere was charged with an unspoken understanding. But instead of immediately acting on their decision, they spent the rest of the evening wrapped up in each other’s company, the weight of their choice lingering in the background.

The next day, Y/n noticed Lewis watching her more closely than usual. His eyes seemed to follow her every move, lingering on the curve of her hips, the way her body swayed as she walked. It was as if he was seeing her in a new light, imagining her with their child, and it made his heart race.

That evening, as she was getting ready for bed, Y/n caught him staring at her in the bathroom mirror. She raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at her lips. “You’ve been staring at me all day, Mr. Hamilton. What’s on your mind?”

Lewis smiled, his eyes darkening with desire as he stepped closer. “I couldn’t help it. I’ve been thinking about you… about us. About you carrying our child.”

Her smirk softened into a tender smile as she turned to face him. “And what exactly have you been thinking?”

Instead of answering, Lewis closed the distance between them, his hands sliding around her waist as he pulled her close. His lips found hers in a kiss that was slow, deep, and full of unspoken promises. The need in him was palpable, and Y/n felt it too, a longing that had been building since their conversation the day before.

Without breaking the kiss, Lewis guided her back to the bedroom, his touch gentle but insistent, their clothes discarded piece by piece along the way, until they were finally pressed together, skin to skin, their breaths mingling in the quiet of the room.

When they reached the bed, he paused, looking into her eyes as if asking for permission. Y/n gave a slight nod, her breath hitching in anticipation.

They fell onto the bed together, their movements slow and deliberate. Lewis’s hands caressed her body, his touch familiar and tender, but with a new depth, a new meaning behind it. They were no longer just making love—they were creating something, laying the foundation for the future they both wanted so desperately.

Lewis took his time, kissing every inch of her skin, his lips lingering on the spots he knew made her shiver. “I love you,” he murmured against her collarbone, his voice thick with emotion.

“I love you” Y/n replied, her fingers threading through his hair as he moved lower, worshipping her with every touch.

When he finally entered her, it was with a reverence that took her breath away. He moved slowly, their bodies perfectly in sync, their rhythm a witness to the years they had spent together.

Each thrust a promise, each sigh of their shared dreams they were finally taking the step towards.

“Tell me if it’s too much,” Lewis whispered, his voice strained with the effort of holding back.

“It’s perfect,” Y/n replied, her eyes meeting his, her hands gripping his shoulders as he moved within her. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”

He didn’t. He kept going, his pace steady, his focus entirely on her. The softness of their lovemaking was intoxicating, the connection between them deeper than ever. Y/n felt herself unraveling, the pleasure building slowly, spreading through her body in waves.

He made love to her like his life depended on it, every touch, every kiss, every movement filled with an intensity that left her breathless.

“Lew…” Y/n whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.

“I know,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear as he buried himself deep inside her, his body trembling. “I can’t stop thinking about it. About you… full of me.”

“You’re so beautiful,” Lewis breathed close to her ear when she hissed at how deep his thrusts were, his lips brushing against her skin as he continued to move. “I can’t believe how lucky I am. I’ll get to see you with our child”

“We both are” she whispered back, her voice trembling with emotion. “And we’re going to be even luckier… soon.”

Her words seemed to spur him on, his thrusts becoming slightly more urgent, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he fought to keep his control. But this wasn’t about rushing to the finish—it was about savoring every moment, every touch, every look.

Y/n’s hands slid down to his back, her nails lightly dragging across his skin, urging him closer, deeper. The pressure was building within her, and she knew she was close.

“Lew…” she breathed, her voice hitching with the effort of holding back. “I’m so close…”

“Yeah?!” he whispered; his voice raw with need. “Let go, baby. Let go with me.”

And she did. With a soft cry, she let the pleasure wash over her, her body trembling as she came apart in his arms. Lewis followed a few thrusts later, his own release shuddering through him as he buried his face in the crook of her neck, their bodies entwined, their breaths mingling as they rode out the waves together.

When it was over, they lay there, still tangled in each other, the room filled with the soft sounds of their breathing. Lewis lifted his head to look at her, a lazy, satisfied smile on his lips.

“You okay?” he asked, his voice soft.

“More than okay,” Y/n replied, a matching smile spreading across her face

Lewis chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eye. “You know, I might just stay like this a bit longer. Just making sure it sticks.”

Y/n laughed, a warm, genuine sound that filled the room. “Yeah? You’re really committed, aren’t you?”

“Yap” he said, settling back down and giving her nose a light kiss. “I’ve always been a fan of thoroughness.”

“Looks like I’ve got the right man for the job then” she teased, her eyes twinkling with affection.

Lewis grinned, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “All part of the plan. I want to make sure every moment counts.”

First drunken sex

The warmth of the alcohol buzzed through Y/n’s veins, her thoughts pleasantly blurred, and her body humming. Everything felt heightened—every touch, every sound, every breath.

She couldn’t keep her hands off Lewis; his skin was magnetic, drawing her in closer, deeper. Her fingers, clumsy yet insistent, traced the curve of his jaw, the light stubble prickling under her touch as she pulled him closer.

“Y/n…” Lewis’s voice was soft, slurred slightly, as he tried to focus on her face. His lips were so close, but he wasn’t moving to close the distance. Not yet.

She leaned in, her breath warm and heavy with the scent of whiskey, brushing against his cheek as she whispered, “Lewis... let’s just have fun.” She giggled, the sound slightly off-balance, just like her thoughts.

He raised an eyebrow, trying to keep his footing as Y/n swayed dangerously close to tipping over. “Are you sure you’re not too drunk for this?” he asked, one hand steadying her by the waist.

She waved off his concern with a lazy hand, her other hand sliding up his chest. “Nah, I’m just… tipsy.” She grinned, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “And very, very horny.”

Lewis chuckled, but his grip on her tightened as she nearly tripped over her own feet. “We should take it slow, love” he suggested, though the look in her eyes was making it hard to stick to his resolve.

“Slow?” She pouted, batting her lashes exaggeratedly. “But I want fast, Lew. Fast and… rough!” She tugged at his shirt, trying to pull him closer, but only managing to stumble back onto the bed, pulling him down with her.

He caught himself just in time, hovering over her as she sprawled out on the sheets, laughing at their clumsy tumble. “Okay, you’re actually going to lie down for a bit” he said, his voice tinged with amusement.

Y/n shook her head, reaching up to pull him down onto the bed with her. “Nope. No lying down. Not yet.” She giggled again, the sound more of a hiccup this time. “I’ve got plans for you, Sir.”

“Oh really?” He smirked, trying to stay composed as she tugged him closer, her breath hot against his neck.

“Uh-huh.” She nodded, her fingers working on the buttons of his shirt, though they fumbled more than they succeeded. “But you gotta let me lead, okay? You just… just follow what I say.”

Lewis chuckled, letting her work at the buttons even though it was clear she wasn’t getting anywhere fast. “And what exactly are these plans?” he asked, his voice teasing as he finally reached down to help her with his shirt.

Y/n beamed up at him, clearly pleased with herself as she finally got one button undone. “Well, first… first, we get you naked.” She giggled again, her hands moving more quickly now, though not any more successfully. “Then I get naked. And then…” She trailed off, her fingers freezing as she forgot what she was saying.

“And then?” he prompted, an amused grin tugging at the corners of his mouth as he watched her try to piece together her thoughts.

She blinked up at him, her expression confused for a moment before she burst into laughter. “I forgot what comes next!” she admitted, her laughter infectious as she collapsed back onto the pillows.

Lewis shook his head, laughing along with her. “You’re really something, you know that?”

“Yeah, yeah” she said, still giggling as she reached up to pull him down into a kiss. “And you love it.”

He smiled against her lips, kissing her back gently, savoring the taste of whiskey and the sweetness of her. “I do” he murmured, his resolve weakening as she deepened the kiss, her hands wandering lower, more purposeful now despite the alcohol. “But maybe we should—”

“Shhh.” She pressed a finger to his lips, her other hand slipping under his shirt to trace the lines of his muscles. “No more talking. Just… just touch me, okay?”

He groaned softly as her touch made him shutter, the alcohol amplifying every sensation. “You’re impossible,” he muttered, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, he let her guide him, his hands following the path she set, moving over her body as she arched into him.

“That’s it,” she whispered, her voice breathy with need as she guided his hands lower, her hips rolling up to meet his touch under her lingerie. “Just like that…”

He obliged, though every so often he had to steady her as she nearly lost her balance, the room spinning slightly around them. “You’re sure about this?” he asked one last time, his voice letting through he was having a hard time containing himself.

“Positive,” she replied, her tone leaving no room for doubt. “Just… follow my lead, Lew. Just this once”

He smiled, shaking his head at her persistence, but he let her take control, his hands sliding over her body as she undressed him, their movements clumsy but full of laughter and desire. They fumbled with clothes, bumping heads and elbows.

Finally, when they were both naked, Y/n pushed him back onto the bed, straddling his hips as she looked down at him, her eyes dark with desire and a bit less alcohol then when they started.

“Now, we have fun,” she declared, her voice filled with drunken confidence as she began to move.

He groaned, his hands gripping her hips to steady her as she set the pace. Her movements were a little too fast, a little too unsteady.

“Babe. Slow.” he muttered, though he couldn’t stop the smile that spread across his face as he followed her lead.

“Ops, sorry.” she replied laughing, breathless as she moved against him, her laughter turning into gasps of pleasure as they found a slower rhythm, their bodies moving together in a drunken dance that was both chaotic and perfect in its own way.

Her unsteady pace and fervor kept pushing him closer to the edge far too quickly. He felt the familiar tightening in his lower belly, the building pressure that signaled he was about to lose control. “Y/n, I’m—” he tried to warn her, but she just smirked down at him, her hips grinding harder against him.

“Don’t you dare stop,” she whispered, her tone dripping with mischief as she kept moving, her own desire spurring her on.

He tried to hold back, but it was no use. With a low, desperate groan, he felt himself teetering on the brink.

Instinctively, his hand reached between them, aiming for her clit to bring her over the edge with him, but she swatted his hand away, her voice firm despite the tremor in it. “Nope. Told you, I’m in the lead.”

He could only watch as she took control, her eyes locked on his as she began to rub her own clit, her fingers moving in tight circles while she used his body to reach her pleasure.

The sight of her, the feel of her, it was too much. With a choked gasp, he came, his body shaking beneath her as she continued to ride him through it, her own gasps and moans filling the room.

She was relentless, her fingers working her clit with intensity, using every thrust and grind to push herself closer. He could do nothing but watch, his breath ragged, as she brought herself to the brink. And when she finally tumbled over, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm, the sound of his name on her lips was the sweetest thing he’d ever heard.

She finally collapsed, her body draped over his, both of them spent and breathless, their hearts racing in sync.

Y/n’s fingers traced lazy patterns on his chest, a satisfied smile playing on her lips as she nestled closer to him.

“I think… I like this tipsy me” she murmured; her voice heavy with contentment.

Lewis chuckled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “I like anything to do with you.”

First car sex

The sun had begun its descent, casting a golden glow over Malibu Beach as Lewis and his friends wrapped up their day of surfing. Y/n, along with a few others, had stayed behind, enjoying the warmth of the sun and the beach. The sandy heat was soothing, but as they finally packed up, a different kind of warmth was brewing within Lewis.

He had watched Y/n from afar, her bikini clinging to her sun-kissed skin, her laughter mingling with the salty breeze. The way the sun highlighted her curves, the way her body moved with its own rhythm—it had been almost unbearable.

He had to have her, right then, but with the beach full of people and his friends around, he’d had to keep his desire in check.

As they headed back to the jeep, Lewis couldn’t contain his excitement any longer. He took a detour, steering the vehicle away from the main road and towards a secluded overlook with a breathtaking view of the ocean.

He parked the jeep, his gaze already turning to Y/n with a smirk that promised more than just a scenic view.

“What are we doing?” Y/n asked, her curiosity piqued.

“Just thought we could take a little detour,” Lewis replied, his voice low and laden with anticipation. He looked over at her, his eyes smoldering with barely-contained desire, his hands reaching even higher on her thighs as his voice came close to her hair. “You looked incredible at the beach today. The sun glistening down on you.”

Her breath caught at his words, a thrill running through her as she realized what was about to happen. “Are you … now, for real Lew?”

He gave a mischievous grin, reaching for her hands. “If you want it too. But we’ve got to be quick and quiet.”

The back seats were folded down to fit the surfboards, leaving just enough space for them. Lewis had already laid out a towel in the middle of the boards, a makeshift bed for their impromptu encounter.

Y/n’s pulse quickened as she followed him, her eyes locking with his.

“What if we get caught?” she asked, her voice teasing but edged with anticipation as she reached for the hem of his shorts.

Lewis chuckled, his hands roaming over her body as he pulled her closer. “Then we better keep quiet.”

He kissed her deeply, his hands tracing the curve of her back as he guided her to the makeshift bed. The warmth from the sun was still on their skin, mingling with the salty residue of the ocean.

“I haven’t had sex in a car in so long,” Lewis murmured against her lips, his breath hot and heavy. “You’ve got me wanting to do the craziest things.”

Y/n’s laughter was breathless as she tugged at his shirt, pulling it over his head. “I’m glad I’m the one making you feel that way.”

Lewis grinned, his hands deftly grabbing a condom from the bag on the side. He rolled it on, his gaze never leaving hers as he prepared his dick. “You ready?”

Her eyes fluttered up to his eye, a soft moan escaping her lips as she nodded. “Yes.”

He positioned himself before her, catching her arousal with the tip of his member and dragging it up and down her clit. As he entered her, he couldn’t help but groan at the sensation, the way her body wrapped around him, as he made sure to angle his pelvic bone just right to hit that spot within her walls that drove her wild.

Their bodies moved together, their thrusts causing the towel to shift beneath them. The salt from the ocean made their skin slick, with a unique texture to the scene. Each thrust one that made her gasp and moan.

“God, Lewis,” she breathed, her hands gripping his shoulders as he continued to thrust into her. “You feel so good.”

He smirked; his pace steady but increasingly fervent. “I needed this so much.”

His movements aiming to hit that special spot that made her shiver and moan. The confined space of the jeep, combined with the intimacy of the moment, heightened their senses. Her eyes closed, her breaths coming in gasps as she approached the edge of her climax.

“You close, love?” Lewis asked, his voice a strained whisper as he maintained his rhythm.

“Yeah,” she managed, her voice trembling with pleasure. “So close.”

When she finally managed to open her eyes to look at him, he was smiling, his thrusts now slower, more deliberate, as he dragged out every wave of her orgasm.

The pleasure overwhelming, the intimacy of the moment making it all the more intense. They lay tangled together, their bodies slick with sweat and ocean salt, savoring each other.

“Reckon you got one more in you?” he asked, his voice laced with amusement.

She managed a weak nod, her hands gripping the edges of the towel. “I’ll give it my best”

Lewis chucked and picked up the pace “I’ll drag another one, if need be.”  Her moans filling the confined space again, mixing with his own grunts of pleasure.

First sex dream

Lewis stirred awake, the remnants of his dream still clinging to his mind like a hazy fog. His body was warm, a flush of heat running through him as he slowly blinked his eyes open, taking in the soft afternoon light filtering through the curtains.

He was on the couch in their home office, where he’d drifted off while Y/n worked at her desk. But now, as tried to blink awake, he was painfully aware of the tension in his lower body—the unmistakable evidence of a wet dream.

He groaned softly, a bit embarrassed and still undeniably hard. The dream had been so vivid, so real. He could still feel the ghost of her touch, the way her body had moved against his, the way she had tasted.

It was almost as if he could reach out and pull her back into his arms.

His eyes drifted over to Y/n, who was seated at the desk, completely absorbed in whatever she was working on. She had her hair up in a messy bun, a few strands falling around her face. She was wearing one of his old t-shirts, the fabric loose and soft, hiding the curves that had driven him wild in his dream.

The sight of her, so close yet so unaware of the effect she was having on him, made his pulse quicken even faster.

Lewis shifted on the couch, trying to shake off the lingering effects of the dream, but every movement only heightened the awareness of his arousal. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from her—every glance only reignited the vivid memories of his dream.

In the dream, he’d had her spread out before him, her body trembling as he pulled her fourth orgasm out of her, her cries echoing in his ears.

The first two orgasms he’d coaxed from her with nothing but his fingers, teasing and torturing her until she was begging for more, her hips bucking against his hand. The third had come from his mouth, his tongue and lips working together to push her over the edge, her body arching and twisting.

The memory of it was enough to make him groan, his desire for her growing stronger by the second. The way she’d looked in the dream—eyes glazed with lust, lips parted in breathless moans, skin flushed with pleasure—was burned into his mind.

And now, watching her sitting there, so unaware of the effect she was having on him, was driving him to the brink of madness.

“Y/n,” he called out, his voice rougher than he intended.

She turned in her chair, smiling softly when she saw him awake. “Hey, sleepyhead. Had a good nap?”

He swallowed again, nodding. “Yeah, you could say that.”

Her smile widened, and she got up from her desk, walking over to where he was lying. “You look a little off” she noted, reaching out to touch his cheek. “Are you feeling okay?”

The innocent touch made him flinch, his body responding far too eagerly to her proximity. “I, uh… had a dream,” he admitted, his eyes locking onto hers, searching for any sign that she knew what kind of dream it had been.

“Oh?” she asked, her eyebrows raising with curiosity. “What about?”

He hesitated, feeling the heat creep up his neck. How could he tell her without sounding like a complete idiot? The way she was looking at him, so sweet, so concerned, only made the memory of the dream more vivid.

“It was uh… about you,” he said finally, his voice low.

Her eyes sparkled with interest, and she tilted her head, a playful smile tugging at her lips. “Really? What was I doing?”

“I mean, just… stuff.” he said quickly, almost out of breath.

“Stuff?” She laughed, clearly enjoying his discomfort. “Lew?”

He groaned, running a hand through his hair. “The kind of stuff that makes it really hard to sit here and not bend you over.”

Her laughter softened, and she moved closer, her hand resting on his thigh. “Well, why don’t you?”

His breath hitched as she leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, “Was I being a good girl in your dream, or were you making me beg?”

“Y/n…” His voice was a warning, but it came out weak, betraying just how much he wanted her to keep going.

“Come on, tell me” She coaxed, her hand sliding up his thigh, dangerously close to where he was already aching for her. “What was I doing in your dream?”

“You were—” He sucked in a breath as her fingers lightly traced the outline of his arousal through his pants. “You were… coming. Again and again. And I… I couldn’t get enough.”

“Mmm,” she purred, her lips curling into a wicked smile. “And how many times did I come for you?”

“Four.” His voice was strained, the memory of the dream mingling with the reality of her touch. “The first two with my fingers.”

She bit her lip, clearly enjoying this more than she should. “And the others?”

“The third with my mouth,” he confessed, his eyes dark with desire. “And the fourth… you were so close, and I could feel it. So, I just kept going”

“Sounds like quite a dream,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his neck now, her breath hot against his skin. “Maybe we can make it a reality.”

Before she could continue, he was tugging down her lace panties, his fingers already itching to make the dream a reality.

“Lew—” she started, but he was already sinking to his knees on the floor, his hands parting her thighs as he pressed a kiss to the inside of her leg.

“Shh,” he murmured against her skin, his voice thick with need. “Let me make this real.”

And with that, he buried his face between her thighs, his mouth finding her with an eagerness that made her head fall back against the couch. His tongue flicked over her clit, his fingers teasing her entrance, and all she could do was moan as he set to work, determined to pull those same cries from her that he’d heard in his dream.

This time, it was real. And it was so much better.

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New Development in the Helicopter Crash 👇

This gets more interesting 👇

Her social media has been scrubbed 👇

A White House aide for Biden 👇

Graduated with a Biology degree in 2019 from North Carolina Chapel Hill... Where the gain of function that created Covid started.

Let's löök at her parents 👇

REBECCA LOBACH was the DAUGHTER of DAVID LOBACH (Duke University Medicine; Elimu Informatics; HHS) and ELIZABETH LOBACH (New Regency).

DAVID FRANKLIN LOBACH

*DUKE UNIVERSITY SCHOOL OF MEDICINE, Chief of Division Clinical Informatics, Associate Consulting Professor

*DUKE FAMILY MEDICINE PROGRAM, Endocrinology Consultant

*ELIMU INFORMATICS, VP of Health Informatics

*CDSiC PROJECT, Elimu Informatics (Co-Investigator)

💥NOTE 1: Duke University is run by Trustees Chairman and Mossad asset, Laurene Sperling, who is also the Chairman of Combined Jewish Philanthropies (CJP) and is married to Thermo Fisher (PCR TESTS) Lead Director, Scott Sperling. Thermo Fisher = Temasek (Singapore).

💥NOTE 2: Duke University School of Medicine is led by Dean, Nancy Andrews, who is the Chairman of Wellcome Burroughs (Wellcome/Farrar), who sits on the Board of Directors at Novartis and is a Senior Advisor to NIH Executive Leadership (Anthony Fauci).

💥NOTE 3: Duke Kunshan is a PARTNERSHIP between Duke University and Wuhan University and it officially opened its doors in 2013, which is the SAME YEAR that DAVID RUBENSTEIN (Duke Capital Partners, Carlyle Group, Booz Allen Hamilton, CFR, Brookings, etc.) became the CHAIRMAN of the DUKE UNIVERSITY BOARD OF TRUSTEES.

*Both David Rubenstein and Laurene Sperling are CURRENTLY on the ADVISORY BOARD of DUKE KUNSHAN UNIVERSITY in WUHAN, CHINA.

Duke University is arguably the MOST IMPLICATED SCHOOL IN AMERICA with regard to the COVID PANDEMIC CONSPIRACY and the CREATION & RELEASE of COVID… and COVERUP of COVID’S ORIGINS.

Her Mother 👇

ELIZABETH LEE LOBACH

NEW REGENCY PRODUCTIONS (Development), Writers’ Assistant, Office Assistant, Analyst & Script Editor

*TWENTIETH CENTURY FOX (Post-Production), Office Assistant, Research & Analysis.

💥NOTE: New Regency Productions was FOUNDED by ISRAELI SPY, ARNON MILCHAN, one of NETANYAHU’S CLOSEST OPERATIVES and ISRAEL’S MOST LEGENDARY SPIES. He was involved in helping ISRAEL STEAL AMERICAN NUCLEAR SECRETS several decades ago.

Moving on 👇

This is the man that founded the company where helicopter pilot, Rebecca Lobach’s mother works…

Nothing to see here 👇

Rebecca Lobach was still in ROTC training in 2018.

How is she flying government continuity missions in a Blackhawk in Washington DC 6 years later as a captain? And how did she afford a $520,000 house two years into the military? 👇

Rebecca Lobach, involved in DCA crash, served as a White House social aide under Biden.

She escorted Ralph Lauren through the White House when he was among those awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom by former fake President Joe Biden. 👇

This is a screen grab from the FAA’s Airman registry which is available to the public it shows that Rebecca Marie Lobach did not currently hold an FAA medical which is required to have military certificates converted over to FAA certificates meaning she lost her medical…? 👇

Not sure what she ‘destroyed’.. but she doesn’t look fit to me! 👇

A statement from:

Art Halvorson @ArtHalv....

As a former military instructor, I'll tell you that Rebecca Lobach in NO WAY should have been the pilot in command on that flight.

500 hours in 5 years is Inconceivable! 👇

I think there’s more to this tragic incident than DEI hiring, but it was because of DEI policies that Rebecca was on board that helicopter and there are now 67 people dead. 🤔

[rubywillkins]

Hello, sweety.

Can I place a guilty pleasure order in the company of Lewis Hamilton? I was thinking about:

A frappe macchiato with one shot of espresso with goat and oat milk

Spaghetti, mushroom burger and fish and chips

Baked crab cheese, potatoe gnocchi and beef diced potateos

And big, big bottle of sparkling water

Thank you so much!

Sure darling ♥️

Lewis Hamilton |

A change in pace

Pairing Lewis × female reader

Frappe macchiato playboy in love one shot of espresso rough sex goat milk Penetrative sex oat milk fingering spaghetti handcuffs mushroom burger pain kink fish and chips hickeys baked crab cheese "you look so good with my hands around your neck" potato gnocchi "shh, just look at me, baby"beef diced potatoes "do you need to use your safe word darling" Sparkling water (a big bottle) after care

Lewis Hamilton had spent his life living fast.The Formula 1 legend was more than a driver; he was an icon. Handsome, charming, and unattached, Lewis had long been the grid’s ultimate playboy. The world adored him, but behind the bright smiles and glittering lifestyle, there was a man who often found himself alone with his thoughts.

And then Y/N came into his life.

She wasn’t the type of woman who fawned over him. A media liaison assigned to his team, she was sharp, professional, and entirely unimpressed by his reputation. Their first meeting had been a clash of egos.

“Mr. Hamilton, you’ll need to stick to the script in today’s press conference,” she said coolly, handing him a sheet of notes.

Lewis smirked, leaning back in his chair. “And what if I don’t? Going off-script is my specialty, darling.”

Y/N raised an eyebrow. “Then you’ll deal with the fallout, and I won’t be cleaning up your mess.”

For the first time in years, Lewis felt his charm fail. She was immune to him. And that was exactly why he couldn’t stop thinking about her.

---

Weeks turned into months, and Lewis’s flirtation became more persistent. At first, Y/N dismissed his advances, but over time, she saw glimpses of the man beneath the persona. A vulnerable, thoughtful side he rarely showed to anyone.

One evening, after a grueling race weekend in Monaco, Lewis found himself at her hotel room door. When she opened it, dressed in an oversized shirt and leggings, her expression shifted from surprise to suspicion.

“Lewis, it’s late,” she said softly, leaning against the doorframe.

“I know,” he replied, his voice low. “I just... needed to see you.”

Her resolve faltered. She stepped aside, letting him in.

---

The tension between them snapped the moment the door closed. Lewis’s lips found hers, the kiss intense and filled with months of unspoken desire. His hands explored her body with a reverence that made her melt.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this,” he murmured against her neck, his voice husky.

Y/N arched into him, her fingers tangling in his hair. “Then stop talking and show me.”

They stumbled toward the bed, shedding clothes as they went. Lewis took his time, his touch slow and deliberate, as if memorizing every inch of her.

“You’re perfect,” he whispered, his hands skimming her curves.

Y/N gasped as he kissed down her body, every touch igniting something primal between them. The way he moved, the way he whispered her name—it was overwhelming in the best way.

“shh, just look at me, baby” he said, his gaze locking with hers as they came together. “I want to see you, baby.”

Their connection was electric, every movement synchronized as they explored each other. It wasn’t just physical—it was intimate in a way that left them both breathless.

You were in his lap from behind... He was holding your waist like his life depends on it... Slowly kissing your neck and his one hand caressing your breasts while the other one slowly moving towards your clit.. slowly massaging it..

He slowly turned you accessing the full neck so he can give you hickeys...

He suddenly stands up.. "what happened?" You asked because of him standing up.. he didn't said anything he opened his side drawer and he took handcuffs from it..

He make you wear those.. you were in too engrossed in that moment that you didn't even hesitate..

He didn't wasted any further moments and removed all of your and his clothes.. and started kissing you roughly... You knew it.. its gonna be super rough... He started fingering you with both of his fingers ... While massaging your clit with his thumb... And than just when you were about to cum.. he inserted himself into you without giving you time to adjust his size ...

It was painful.. and he can see that but he was enjoying it.. he loves when it was a bit painful..

But at the end of the day.. he was a gentleman too..

So he asked while still fucking you Roughly.."do you need to use your safe word darling"

"no... Arghh.. not now..." You were a moaning mess"

While pounding in to you he started kissing and sucking your lips more roughly.. while holding your neck from his hand..

"you look so good with my hands around your neck"

He removes his hand and he hold you upside down in just a sec it was so fast and. Sexy.. at the same time..

Taking you from behind...

After some time he came in to you . Penetrating his whole cum into your pussy....

Afterward, Lewis didn’t let go. He pulled her into his arms, his lips pressing soft kisses to her temple.

“Stay here,” he said gently, slipping out of bed.

Y/N watched as he disappeared into the bathroom, returning moments later with a warm, damp cloth and a bottle of water. Sitting beside her, he carefully cleaned her up, his touch tender.

“Does this hurt?” he asked, his voice soft as he wiped her thighs.

She shook her head, her cheeks flushed. “No, it’s... sweet of you.”

Lewis smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “You deserve to feel good. Always.”

He handed her the water, waiting until she’d taken a sip before climbing back into bed. Pulling the covers over them, he gathered her into his arms, her head resting on his chest.

His fingers traced soothing patterns along her back as he whispered, “You okay?”

“More than okay,” she murmured, her voice muffled against his skin.

Lewis pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Good. Because I’ve never felt this way before.”

Y/N looked up at him, her eyes searching his. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, you’ve turned my world upside down,” he admitted. “I’ve been running my whole life—always chasing the next win, the next thrill. But with you... I don’t want to run anymore.”

Her hand cupped his cheek, and she smiled softly. “You don’t have to.”

They lay there in comfortable silence, Lewis holding her close as if afraid she might vanish. He didn’t know what the future held, but for the first time, he felt like he didn’t need to have all the answers.

As Y/N drifted off to sleep, her breathing even and steady, Lewis pressed one last kiss to her hair. “You’re everything I didn’t know I needed,"

He whispered "and I'm never letting you go"

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Moving can be a daunting task, but with the right moving company in Hamilton, it doesn't have to be. By considering factors such as experience, licensing, pricing, and service offerings, you can find a reliable partner to help make your move as smooth and stress-free as possible. Embrace the excitement of a new beginning and let the professionals handle the heavy lifting, ensuring your transition is seamless and enjoyable.

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Are you looking for reliable movers in Hamilton ON? Look no further than Ecoway Movers! We provide professional and experienced moving services to help make your move as stress-free as possible. Our team of experienced movers will handle all aspects of your move, from packing and loading to unloading and unpacking.

Ecoway Movers Hamilton ON | Moving Company 155 King St W #185, Hamilton, ON L8P 4S0 647–945–6708

Official Website: https://ecowaymovers.com/hamilton-on/ Google Plus Listing: https://www.google.com/maps?cid=7499536245206792189

Other Service We Provide:

Residential Moving Long Distance Moving Office Moving Storage Service Packing Service Student Moving Piano Moving Junk Removal

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