Be All, End All

Chapter 14

“Ah, *fuck*, yeah.”

Hands gripped the abused and soiled blanket in cruel fists. Knees drawn up. Back arched.

“Touch your breasts.”

Darynn obeyed. She cupped her own breasts, fingertips finding nipples and rolling them. She moaned low, either from her ministrations or the other woman’s, unsure herself.

Janna made a slurping sound, and then hummed into her flesh where her face was pressed. The woman’s tongue was buried in her, her nose pressing against her clit when her fingers weren’t doing that. Tongue out and she sucked at Darynn, lips pulling before she was using her tongue again.

Darynn couldn’t follow the woman’s actions, but just lay basking in the mindless effect. Her puss felt hot and wet and manipulated. A finger gently pushed inside her and she arched to meet it, moaning softly.

“You like that?” Janna murmured, her breath warm against Darynn’s thigh.

Darynn nodded, but didn’t think an answer was truly needed. Another finger pushed in beside the first.

“Mmmm, yeah, you like something a little bigger, huh?”

Darynn smiled, using the moment of stillness to respond, “The bottom drawer.”

With Janna on her knees at the foot of the bed she wasn’t far from the drawer. She scooted a bit and opened Darynn’s ‘toy drawer’. “Hmmm, nice selection.”

Darynn didn’t watch what she chose, enjoying the anticipation of not knowing. She waited with eyes closed for Janna to come back to her.

Hands parted her thighs again and then a cool shape pressed into her. A guttural groan rolled from her chest as whatever Janna had chosen filled her to stretching. Obviously cool and slick with lube, it moved into her easily, inch by slow inch.

“Oh, God, Janna, not so much. You’re killing me.”

Janna’s voice sounded distracted, intent on what she was doing, “You can take it. Relax.”

Finally the tool bottomed out. Knowing her toys, Darynn guessed it had to be the midnight blue dildo. It felt like she had all damn ten inches in her.

Janna held the artificial dick in her as she spread her labia further, exposing her clit. As her tongue flicked against the exposed sensory organ she pulled out on the dildo. Darynn nearly shot off the bed.

“Oh, fuck.”

No relenting now. Janna seemed to have found her place and wouldn’t be shaken loose. Tongue working clit, dildo pumping into her. Darynn was lost within seconds. She wasn’t sure of her own actions for the next few minutes. Heat spread up from the pounding center, numbing limbs and flesh until her brain felt unattached.

Slowly Darynn returned to herself. Had she passed out? That was new. She smiled, thinking she could seriously get used to it.

A warm body beside her had her snuggling closer, ignoring the dampness of the sheets. “Mmmm, thank you.”

Fingers brushed her hair back from her forehead, “It was my pleasure.”

Janna’s bedroom voice was now soothing instead of invigorating. A leg slid across hers and Darynn dropped her hands to capture it, pulling it higher so she could rub the nylon cover leg. A smile spread across her face, her eyes never opening.

“Am I to be your teddy bear?”

Darynn sighed, smiling, “You’re more useful than that.”

“Happy to be of service.”

The service Janna ended up providing was about that of a teddy bear. Darynn rubbed the thigh pressed against her stomach until she passed out.

They woke sometime in the early morning to perform for each other again. Darynn dipped into her toys for a vibrator to use on Janna. Somehow forming a sixty-nine position they managed to cum at nearly the same time. Darynn used the bathroom and got a blanket before they fell asleep again.


“May we do this again?”

Darynn smiled. She was sipping a soda, leaning against the counter in her small kitchen. Janna had asked to use the shower and was now in the tiny dining room getting dressed. Darynn herself had just pulled on shorts and a tank. She was a bit concerned about how they’d deal with the ‘morning after’. While Darynn had had an awesome time and would like to repeat it, she wasn’t ready to settle down to being with a woman. Men were and would always be her thing.

“Sooner than later. Thank you.”

Janna smiled. Even without her make-up she was still a beautiful woman, though her age was more evident now. She had a few years on Darynn, but not enough to make either uncomfortable. “Are you thanking me for last night or for making this easy?”

Right to the point. “For both, but mostly for being so open. I’ve never been a person to beat around the bush.” She smiled, “No pun intended. I like directness.”

Finished, Janna stood, “It’s always safest to just say it.”

They stepped together, lips meeting. Minutes passed before a horn honking outside interrupted them.

“My cab?” Janna whispered.

Darynn smiled, “I’ll walk you out.”

Barefoot she walked beside Janna. With the woman back in her finery she felt like a frump next to her. They reached the curb and the waiting yellow cab. Janna turned to her, “You have my number. I had a wonderful night and I truly hope you call me sometime. No obligations, Darynn.”

Darynn gripped her neck and pulled her into a kiss. Let the cab wait.

Janna was the one to pull away. She glanced up at the house next door before she turned and got into the cab. Darynn watched it pull away and turn the corner down the street before disappearing.

A deep sigh and she shook her head. She really needed to get out more. Months cooped with the team had made her forget about the world outside of racing and mechanics.

She turned to head back to her trailer and stopped in her tracks. Dominic stood on the front porch. His stance, leaning against one of the posts, made her think he’d been there for a while.

Darynn held his gaze, waiting for some response from him. They were yards apart, but he would have had a clear view of what had just happened, and might have even heard them.

Nothing. His expression was impassive, unreadable.

She stood there for a moment longer, then she smiled and walked back to her trailer. Fuck him. She didn’t have to explain herself to him, and it didn’t matter who she was with. He probably didn’t even care, but it occupied her thoughts for the rest of the day, wondering what he thought.


Darynn vowed she wasn’t just trying to stay away from the house and the team. Well, maybe the team. Her vow was more that she wasn’t avoiding Dom. *That* she was *not* doing. Either way, she left the house not long after Janna had and didn’t return until late.

She returned with a stupid grin on her face and driving a different vehicle. A rented trailer pulled her Mazda behind her new Ford F-250 XLT with crew cab. Of course the noise of the diesel engine alone brought the team out of the house. She hopped down from the elevated cab to find three pairs of eyes on her.

“I didn’t think you meant it,” was the first thing Dom said.

Darynn put hands on hips, preparing for a fight, or at least to defend herself. “When have I ever said anything I didn’t mean?”

“You knew she was gettin’ some redneck ride?” This was Leon and directed at Dom who just shrugged.

Darynn rolled her eyes, “Is this going to be some sort of problem?”

“Only if you drive that thing around and keep me awake at night.” Leon seemed especially aggravated by her choice of wheels.

“This thing ain’t no louder than the beasts in the drive.”

“Those beasts in the drive aren’t fuckin’ diesels,” he countered.

Dom had stepped away and was checking out the truck. “You leaving this stock?”

Darynn smiled, raising a brow, “Why would I leave it stock?”

He just nodded, leaning down to look at the trucks suspension. “Lift on it already.”

“Yeah. The dude put a three-inch body lift on it. I think his wet dreams were bigger than his wallet.”

He stood and then they were all silent. Darynn made a mental note to write it down in her diary. She was with three opinionated men and not one of them was speaking. It had to be some sort of record. When she smiled they started looking at each other.

“Okay, boys. This has been a nice talk we’ve had. I’ll see you all tomorrow.” She walked past them to the trailer and started to unload her car.

Dom followed her, not to help, but obviously just to watch. “Where you plannin’ on working on this?”

“Right here.”

He didn’t say anything else and she left it at that until she was ready to move the car. He was standing at the driver’s door and she stopped in front of him. “Do we have a problem? I’ll pay your overhead or whatever, but if I do the work there’s no problem, right?”

Those dark eyes looked to be trying to bore into her head. “What’re you gonna do with it?”

Darynn frowned, “Uh, drive it?”

His lips thinned, that muscle in his jaw ticked. So he was getting pissed, whatever. Ask a stupid question, get a stupid answer.

“I’m not starting a parking lot here.”

She turned and looked at the cars lining the drive and part of the street in front of it. Then she turned and looked at the garage. One car sat out front, covered. Her trailer would be barely visible from the street, her car parked beside it not at all. The truck wouldn’t be able to hide though. He had her there.

“Yeah, y’are,” was all she said. When he still didn’t move she started getting pissed. “What do you want? I’m not getting rid of the damn truck. I don’t really care about yer’all’s pre-formed opinions. Call me a redneck or a hillbilly or whatever, but there are just as many truck shows in this city as there are car shows. If you want me to store it somewhere else, I will, but I’m going with it.”

His stance shifted, his eyes casting back to where Leon and V had been standing. She’d seen them walk back to the house minutes ago so they weren’t there. He turned back and she nearly cried out at his quick movement.

Suddenly she was being held tightly, a hand at the back of her neck properly tilting her head back for his mouth to cover hers. Soft lips, hard kiss. Darynn tasted Corona, which she hated, and a mixture of other flavors that could only be defined as ‘Dom’. His tongue swept into her, searching hers out.

The hand at her neck was tight, and she was grateful for the strength he lent her for those few seconds. Shock, disbelief, surprise. Whatever it was, she was held immobile for the space of twenty seconds or so. For another ten seconds she had to collect her scattered thoughts, a sort of connect the dots game. Dom. Job. Kiss. WRONG!

She broke away, twisting away and pushing at him with a swiftness that he obviously hadn’t expected, or she probably wouldn’t have gotten free. Not that she was free, but she’d put a bit of space between them and ended the mind-altering kiss.

“What the fuck?!” she yelled, hoping that it wasn’t too noticeable that she was panting.

His fingers squeezed her neck for a second and then he released her. The message was clear there. *He* was releasing her by *his* choice.

“Did you have a good time last night, Rynn?”

His voice was low, rough, and Darynn tried to suppress the shiver that traveled her spine. If she’d thought Janna had a ‘bedroom voice’ she’d just been proven wrong. His voice didn’t just make you *want* to hear it in a bedroom, it made you imagine and *need* it.

“That’s none of your damn business,” she managed to say, though her voice sounded broken even to her.

His lips turned up slightly, those downcast eyes making her believe he was conjuring pictures of her night. That bottom lip sucked in for a minute as he nodded slowly.

He took a step back, his gaze on her now, direct, “Keep the truck here. I know you’ll make it impressive.”

Darynn felt like she’d just weathered a storm. Her adrenaline had kicked up and now was bottoming out on her. Her hand felt backwards for the edge of the trailer, needing something to help support her.

He’d reached the coupling of the trailer before he stopped, “Mud or show?”

She frowned for a second, not understanding, then catching on, “Both.” His look made her shrug.

He nodded again, “When you get five point harnesses I’ll go with you sometime.”

Then he was walking away, the slow strut drawing her gaze more than she liked. With use of a strong will she managed to look away, shaking her head. Damn! Angst, anyone?

She stepped up to the car to unload it.