The Final Race
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1 through F › Fast And The Furious, The › Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
3,287
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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The Final Race
Chapter 1
The moonlight shines through the small window of the Toretto garage. The office chair creaks, as Dom sits back, throwing the stack of papers in his hands on the desk, and looks at his wife. Railee, lays on the small leather couch, positioned opposite the desk, her hand on her swollen belly. Gorgeous, he thinks, as he runs his left thumb, over his platinum wedding band. He smiled wide as he thinks of the moment he met her. She was feisty, he'd have to admit to that. Made him look like a pansy ass. He smiles at the thought. She could definitely put any man to shame; with that attitude, hard language, stunning beauty, and hell on wheels and in the garage, she was one of the guys.
He chuckles. One of the guys? That's an understatement. She was a very attractive, very kind and sweet woman, who had been through a lot. His brows furrow as he thinks of how their life had started together and the hardships they have overcome. He almost lost her...twice to be exact, almost lost the child that grew inside her as well.
He sighs heavily. She was his soul, there was no denying that. She was the reason he woke in the morning, and the reason he fell asleep at night. She was the fire that burned the depths of his soul, and the yearning that consumed him. She was his heart, his everything. She kept him sane, and he knew, she was the reason he was still walking on this God's green earth. So many times he nearly strayed, but to see her, and know her, there was no other he wanted more.
She shifts a bit on the couch, a small groan escapes her lips. She must be uncomfortable on that damn couch. He thinks as he pushes the chair away from the desk, and casually walks to her side. He kneels beside her, and places his hand on her stomach, rubbing slightly.
"Baby." He whispers close to her ear, so not to startle her.
She shifts a bit more, her hand now coming to her eyes to force them to open. "Hey." She whispers with the same volume.
"Hey baby. You ready to go home?" He asks as he gently strokes her cheek, with his long fingers.
She nods slightly. "Are you done?" She sits up, yawning all the while, and stretches.
"Well,...not exactly. But it's late, and we have to get mama to bed." He smiles, as he studies her wild bed hair, and stunning blue eyes.
"Didn't you have to get it finished by tonight?" She asked low, her throat not ready for voicing words.
"Yeah.." He chuckles. "But you see I have a more important matter to take care of."
"Oh? And what's that?" She asks as she wraps her arms around his long neck.
"I have to get my mama home and in bed." He winks.
"I think mama is just fine where she is." She kisses him softly.
He excepts the kiss, but demands more. He could never get enough of her. She was the passion within him, and now his passion, was stirring to consume her.
She moans against his lips as she presses her body closer to his. "How about we energize you up?" She giggles as she kisses him once more.
"And how are we gonna do that baby?" He asks his voice husky with desire.
"Anything you want.." She whispers against his lips as she tugs at the hem of his shirt.
"That could be dangerous for you." He growls and lays her back down onto the couch.
"Oh? Well, if you haven't guessed it by now Mr. Torretto. I love danger." She smiles and wiggles her brows to tease him.
He peels off his sweat soaked shirt, and throws in a heap onto the cement floor. He kisses her hungrily as his hands roam over her body.
"Don't tease.." She whispers as she starts to unbutton his blue jeans.
The moonlight shines through the small window of the Toretto garage. The office chair creaks, as Dom sits back, throwing the stack of papers in his hands on the desk, and looks at his wife. Railee, lays on the small leather couch, positioned opposite the desk, her hand on her swollen belly. Gorgeous, he thinks, as he runs his left thumb, over his platinum wedding band. He smiled wide as he thinks of the moment he met her. She was feisty, he'd have to admit to that. Made him look like a pansy ass. He smiles at the thought. She could definitely put any man to shame; with that attitude, hard language, stunning beauty, and hell on wheels and in the garage, she was one of the guys.
He chuckles. One of the guys? That's an understatement. She was a very attractive, very kind and sweet woman, who had been through a lot. His brows furrow as he thinks of how their life had started together and the hardships they have overcome. He almost lost her...twice to be exact, almost lost the child that grew inside her as well.
He sighs heavily. She was his soul, there was no denying that. She was the reason he woke in the morning, and the reason he fell asleep at night. She was the fire that burned the depths of his soul, and the yearning that consumed him. She was his heart, his everything. She kept him sane, and he knew, she was the reason he was still walking on this God's green earth. So many times he nearly strayed, but to see her, and know her, there was no other he wanted more.
She shifts a bit on the couch, a small groan escapes her lips. She must be uncomfortable on that damn couch. He thinks as he pushes the chair away from the desk, and casually walks to her side. He kneels beside her, and places his hand on her stomach, rubbing slightly.
"Baby." He whispers close to her ear, so not to startle her.
She shifts a bit more, her hand now coming to her eyes to force them to open. "Hey." She whispers with the same volume.
"Hey baby. You ready to go home?" He asks as he gently strokes her cheek, with his long fingers.
She nods slightly. "Are you done?" She sits up, yawning all the while, and stretches.
"Well,...not exactly. But it's late, and we have to get mama to bed." He smiles, as he studies her wild bed hair, and stunning blue eyes.
"Didn't you have to get it finished by tonight?" She asked low, her throat not ready for voicing words.
"Yeah.." He chuckles. "But you see I have a more important matter to take care of."
"Oh? And what's that?" She asks as she wraps her arms around his long neck.
"I have to get my mama home and in bed." He winks.
"I think mama is just fine where she is." She kisses him softly.
He excepts the kiss, but demands more. He could never get enough of her. She was the passion within him, and now his passion, was stirring to consume her.
She moans against his lips as she presses her body closer to his. "How about we energize you up?" She giggles as she kisses him once more.
"And how are we gonna do that baby?" He asks his voice husky with desire.
"Anything you want.." She whispers against his lips as she tugs at the hem of his shirt.
"That could be dangerous for you." He growls and lays her back down onto the couch.
"Oh? Well, if you haven't guessed it by now Mr. Torretto. I love danger." She smiles and wiggles her brows to tease him.
He peels off his sweat soaked shirt, and throws in a heap onto the cement floor. He kisses her hungrily as his hands roam over her body.
"Don't tease.." She whispers as she starts to unbutton his blue jeans.