With a hollow embrace, let's go back to your place. Uncover a lover you cannot replace.

George was already at the restaurant when Abi arrived, in her long black dress, clutch under her arm and a smile on her face.

"Wow," Was all George could manage when they greeted with a kiss on the cheek. "You look absolutely beautiful." Abi blushed a little, looking her company for the evening up and down.

"Says you." Abi smiled as they linked fingers. George was in his best-fitting suit, tie neat around his neck. "You look very handsome." She smiled as they headed into the restaurant, greeting the well-dressed waiter who led them to the dining hall. It was another one of George's suggestions, an extremely fancy restaurant in central London, calm in comparison to the bustling Friday night crowds outside. A band was playing classical music in the middle of the room, the two sitting at a candle-lit dinner on the far side of the room, away from the elderly diners and middle-aged couples who graced the plush tables and booths around them.

"How was your day?" George asked once the waiter disappeared. He poured them a glass of water, and Abi took it, fiddling with one of the loose strands of hair from her half up half down style.

"Fine, just worked from half seven and then got the train down. Didn't really get up to much interesting stuff." She chuckled, picking up her crystal glass and tapping her nails against it. "Cal's gone to see his parents, so I was all on my own in the office... Meant I actually got some work done for once, though." She laughed, making George smile as he surveyed the menu.

"You two truly are inseparable, aren't you?" Abi shrugged, herself looking at the menu and trying not to choke at the price of some of the dishes. £20 for a salad? Ridiculous. She supposed she would have to get used to things like this if she was going to continue going out with George.

"He's the only person at the offices I get on with and gets on with me." She chuckled, deciding on the aubergine tagine and a side of broccoli. It wasn't too expensive, but also the only vegetarian dish on the menu that seemed appealing. "He's also the only friend I've made in the, what, two years I've been down here too." She added, and George pouted a little, handing her the drinks menu.

"It must be hard, being a female at work. Plus, making friends outside of work is hard enough as it is." He added, and Abi nodded in agreement. "I guess there's like, the gym and stuff where you can make friends?" He asked, himself not really having too many friends aside from those he had made through F2. Even then, most were on different sides of the world, so it was impossible for him to spend time with them outside of race season. Aleix was the closest he had to a close friend, and although he and Alex spent a lot of time together, there was always a strange tension between them. Things with Abi hadn't helped, but he knew once Alex knew what he was doing next season, things would hopefully return to normal between them.

"I don't mind it, really. I like doing my own thing, not having to rely on others, I guess. I know I was part of our group at school, but I guess there were never any close friendships between myself and the girls; Dani and Rachel were, and still are, best friends. I was kind of the tag along." She said with a small smile, looking up to the waitress when she approached the table. She ordered for herself, and George went for a steak and a bottle of red for the two to enjoy over their meal. They were getting the tube, or perhaps a cab, back to George's, meaning they could get as drunk as the expensive drinks menu would let them.

"Well, you're doing alright now," George said with a smile. "Now, I might have a bit of a surprise for the weekend," He said with a small smile. Abi's brow immediately rose, looking at George with doe eyes. "I thought we could get away for a bit... I've got a membership to this like farm club thing. I thought we could spend the weekend there." Abi gasped excitedly, reaching to take George's hand across the table.

"That sounds amazing, George. You really do spoil me." She laughed, eyes then going wide in realisation. "Oh crap, I don't have any spare clothes." George laughed, squeezing her soft hand.

"Don't worry; we're just slobbing about for the weekend so you can wear my stuff." He smiled, a blush forming on Abi's cheeks at the thought. "Plus, they give you the most amazing bathrobes, so I tend to spend all weekend in that." He chuckled, making Abi laugh too. Oh, the thought of George being totally bare below a bathrobe... Dreamy.

"Well, if you say so." She smiled as they were presented with their bottle of wine. George took a sip of it and then nodded, allowing the waitress to pour them a glass before leaving the bottle in the iced bucket at the edge of the table. "That sounds like the most amazing weekend. I can't wait." Abi grinned, and George shrugged, taking her other hand.

"Just want us to have quality time together, you know?" He said with a smile, eyes gazing over the beautiful woman before him. "Oh, you're wearing your necklace again," Abi looked down to the charm that chain that laid against her collar.

"Yeah, I uh... had to get it fixed." She said with a soft laugh. George raised a questioning eyebrow. "After what happened in Abu, I kinda ripped it off whilst I was... uh... a bit emotional. I snapped the chain at the back, so I had to take it to the jewellers to get fixed." Her cheeks pinked at the admission, but it only made George sigh and hang his head in shame.

"I can't apologise enough... Though that was deserved." He said with a smile, looking back at her and rubbing the skin on the back of her hands. "But I'm glad it's fixed... I'll pay the cost for you." Abi tutted and shook her head. "No, I will. I caused you to break it, so it's only fair I get it fixed for you." He assured, Abi's cheeks blushing once again at the situation.

"No, you can't do that. It was my own silly anger that made me break it... Plus, it was only like a tenner." She shrugged, and George hummed lowly. Well, he would make it up to her somehow. He knew he had to.

Their dinner was served, and they ate it through cheerful conversation, sharing a sundae for dessert whilst finishing the wine bottle. They were both incredibly giggly by the end of the meal, the wine having gone straight to both of their heads. They paid and left a hefty tip, walking out with entwined fingers as they headed for the tube station.

People gave them looks as they walked down the road, surprised to see them in such fine dress on a Friday night. Abi's feet were killing her though she battled on, George eventually giving in and allowing her to hop onto his back for the rest of the walk, the two laughing as George staggered a little, Abi conscious that she didn't accidentally rip her dress from the precarious position. But she was more than happy with her arms around his neck and chin on top of his head as they made their way to the station.

Reluctantly, she hopped off at the steps down to the station, George taking her waist and helping her down the stairs, careful she didn't buckle her ankle again and hurt herself. They remained unscathed at the barriers, scanning their cards and heading to the platform. It was a short tube journey thankfully, as neither of them wanted to be stuck on the busy train for any longer than was necessary. They shared a seat, Abi on George's lap with arms around her waist and hips gently moving about in a way that she knew George would appreciate.

He was a little flustered when they disembarked at Shepherd's Bush, heading out the station and slowly making the trek back to his flat with linked fingers, Abi laughing at how terrible her coordination was as they approached the building, George having to hold her close to stop her toppling over.

"You've only had half a bottle," He laughed as they went inside, Abi smiling widely at him.

"Ah, but it was red, you see, my dear. Red does terrible things to me." She whispered as they walked straight into the lift.

"Terrible things?" He questioned, pressing the 7 button and then wrapping his arms around her. "Care to elaborate?" The doors shut behind them, and Abi threw her arms over his shoulders. "Like what you were doing on the tube, you little minx." Abi giggled, George's lips gently pressing to her neck and leaving soft kisses.

"I guess we'll have to wait and see." She whispered, their lips meeting in a slow kiss that lasted the short length of their lift ride. George took her hand as they left the lift and all but ran to his flat, the door opening with a simple swipe of George's keycard.

They were kissing before the door had even shut, Abi already pushing George's coat and blazer off his broad shoulders, her coat soon a pile on the floor with them. They kicked off their shoes, lips not once parting as they made their way to the bedroom, George's back soon against the wall as Abi loosened his tie and unbuttoned his shirt, letting it hang open over his tanned chest. Hands roamed, making them both whimper and moan at each daring touch. But soon, Abi was on her knees between those fine legs, nimble fingers unbuttoning and unzipping his trousers, them quickly falling to his thighs.

Their eyes met, and George could do nothing but groan at the sight and run his hand through Abi's hair. That was for sure a picture he wouldn't forget for some time. Her hand pressed and rubbed his erection through the cotton of his briefs, a damp spot forming below the waistband.

"You sure know how to tease a man." He whispered, making Abi laugh softly as her hand dipped into his briefs, a cool hand soon meeting with the hard warmth of his cock. The feeling made him gasp in surprise a little, forgetting quite how good it felt. After a few slow strokes, he was engulfed in a wet warmth, his hand twisting in Abi's long hair as her head bobbed, a hand working the rest of his length. It felt so perfect, a sensory overload as her free hand gripped his hip, and she got a little braver, though soon pulled away when she choked a little too much. "Don't push yourself; it's okay. This is fucking amazing." He whispered, Abi's glassy eyes right back at him. His stomach was knotting and tightening, making his once quiet whimpers become moans that felt impossible to control.

He wasn't sure how much more of the pleasure he could take, so he took Abi's jaw in his hand and gently pushed her back, his erection hitting his stomach as she stood. Their lips met again, and they made their way to the bed, Abi laying upon the soft sheets as George kicked off his trousers and briefs, shirt and tie soon removed and thrown to one side. Abi couldn't take her eyes off of him - he was everything she had ever wanted and more. There were no flaws to him, each inch of tanned skin as pristine as the next.

"Like what you see?" He asked with a coy smile, pressing their lips before she could reply. His fingers unzipped the long zip at the back of Abi's dress, slipping the thin straps down her arms and letting the front droop down, her small breasts revealed. He worried his hands were a little too cold as he gently cupped one, giving the already hard nipple a soft pinch that extracted the most delightful moan. His cock twitched against his stomach, and he pulled away, looking her up and down. "You are so beautiful." He whispered, a small smile forming on his partner's lips. "I am so lucky." He added, gently pulling the silk of her dress down her body. Abi lifted her hips a little to help him remove the dress. It was soon on the floor, and she lay in just her thong. It was an uncomfortable yet necessary choice as it was seamless under her dress, and the silk matched it perfectly.

"So am I," Abi whispered as their lips met again. She gasped a little as George traced his fingers down her side, raising her hips in response, the soft touch running along her hip and then against the silk between her legs. Their eyes met, and George smiled softly before dipping down for a gentle kiss. As their lips met, his fingers pushed the silk aside and, gently and slowly, a finger slipped inside of her. Abi moaned against his hips, making him gently thrust his finger, already feeling her tighten a little around his digit.

Their foreheads pressed together as Abi panted a little, raising her legs so her heels rested on the small of George's back so he had a better angle. Slowly, he pushed in another finger and felt her rut her hips against the sensation, whispered moans escaping her plump lips as her eyes fluttered shut. He got faster with his fingers, the sight making him excruciatingly hard. He could feel her contracting under the pleasure of his fingers, so he pulled them away and wiped them clean on the sheets. Abi whimpered and looked up at him with doe eyes, lips locked as she slipped off her underwear, kicking the garment to the floor as George stood.

"You wanna go all the way?" He asked, and Abi nodded firmly. "Okay, I'll get a condom." He said before going to the other side of the bed, rooting through the drawer to find the little red box. Abi sat up and laid down in a more comfortable position, watching George as he crouched on the bed and opened the packet, pinching the tip of the condom and then rolling it down his long length. Abi forgot quite how large he was, though she supposed it matched the personality he oozed. He was easily bigger than seven inches and knew that he cemented the fact bigger is better. She bit her lip to stifle a laugh as he settled between her thighs, George gently caressing her tanned legs. "Okay?" He asked.

"More than." She smiled as he leaned down to kiss her slowly, relaxing before she felt the press between her legs, unable to bite back a cry as the pleasure grew and George was nestled deep inside her. "Okay." She whispered after a few moments, letting herself get comfortable with the feeling before he began to thrust. It started slow and steady, allowing Abi to get used to the feeling as George leant back and Abi's legs slung over his shoulders, his hands clutching her thighs as he thrusted, the pair moaning louder with each thrust.

The pleasure was incomparable to anything else, and as Abi clutched the bed sheets and gasped in delight, she knew she would feel nothing like this again. George was grunting and moaning, biting his lip as his hair drooped and torso became glossy with sweat. He knew he would need a break if he wanted to last longer than a few minutes.

He gently pulled out, kissing Abi slowly and holding her close.

"Turn over," George whispered, and Abi did, hands on the top of the wooden headboard as George took a quick break, caressing Abi's body and kissing a trail down her back, thumb rubbing the birthmark that sat at the base of her spine. She whimpered softly and writhed her hips, George taking that as a sign as he slowly pressed back inside her, hands resting on top of hers as he sped up, listening to Abi's moans and whimpers grow until she was gasping and rolling her hips. George dipped his fingers under her; before he knew it, she tightened around him and let out the most beautiful sounds he had ever heard. He slowed, giving her a few moments to crash back down from her electric high. Her arms buckled, and before she could hit the bed with too much force, George laid her down.

She looked at her partner with a sleepy smile, immediately nuzzling into his side when George laid beside her, leaving kisses on his sweat-damp collar.

"Good?" He asked softly, voice surprisingly horse. Abi could do nothing but nod as she cocooned around him. "I'm glad." He laughed softly and kissed her forehead, rolling his aching shoulders.

"You want me to finish?" She asked softly, and George shook his head, stroking Abi's long hair and then dipping down for a soft kiss.

"No, darling, it's okay. I can just go to the loo in a bit." He mumbled, and she nodded, yawning and then laying on her back, linking their fingers. "Do you want anything? Water?" He asked, sitting up and ruffling his hair. Abi hummed, looking at him through hooded eyes.

"Some water would be good," She smiled, and George got up, putting his boxers back on as he headed to the bathroom. He finished himself off in the shower and then let the water run hot, washing his hair and body before stepping out and wrapping the fluffy towel around him. He then went to fetch them both a glass of water, stepping into the bedroom and smiling warmly at the sight of Abi deep asleep with the crumpled sheets around her. He placed her glass on the side table and then slipped into bed, downing his water.

"Goodnight, beautiful." He whispered, wrapping his arms around her small waist and holding her close. She didn't stir under the soft touch. "I love you." He whispered, letting his eyes shut and instantly fall asleep.

"I love you too." Abi whispered when sure her partner was asleep.