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The Final Race
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1 through F › Fast And The Furious, The › Male/Female
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Adult ++
Chapters:
8
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3,285
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1 through F › Fast And The Furious, The › Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
3,285
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own The Fast and the Furious, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 2
Chapter 2
He chuckles at her eagerness. "You know what baby?" He begins to kiss her neck.
"What?" Her breath comes out in a pant as she fights with his jean buttons.
"I think I'm gonna have to keep you pregnant all the time." He smiles a mischievous grin.
"Oh? And why is that?" She raises her brow, wondering what it is he has in mind, and why he thinks this way.
"Because since this pregnancy you have had one hell of a sex drive." He laughed.
"It's only because of your fine ass." She pulls him close once more, and kisses him deeply.
He takes her hands and pulls it away from his pants. He wants her pleasure before his. He tugs at her white T- shirt, one of his he notes, and begins to pull it over her head. She sits up, helping him; as her lips find his neck. He tosses the shirt onto the floor, making another pile. He moans softly at the feel of her lips, as his long, callous fingers work at the clasp of her bra. He pulls the material away, releasing her mounds of flesh; his eyes locked on their beauty.
"Perfect." He whispers as he finds her crystal blue eyes. "You are perfect." He takes her lips in his possession, and slowly begins to nibble and tease her. Not giving into a full kiss. She begs for more, needing more then what he was giving her at the moment. She once again reaches down and fights with his jeans. She finally releases the button, and slowly unzips his pants. She reaches in and gently massage his hard erection.
He moans a little louder, not able to take it anymore. "Fuck baby." He whispers against her lips. He lays her back down onto the couch, and pulls at her sweats. Well, looka here. Another one of my clothes. He smiles to himself. He loved when she wore his clothes. It made him feel as if she wanted to be closer to him, wanted him and no one else. He pulls them completely off, as his lips travel to her neck, suckling it. Her hands roam the length of his back, taking in every curve and ripple of muscle and skin. She turns her head a little more, granting him access.
She reaches down and teases the flesh on his ass. "I want them off." She whispers in his ear as she nips his lobe. He growls, her action causing his nerves to run on end. He pulls reluctantly away from her skin, as he shimmies out of his pants, throwing them on the floor as well. He crawls to her, his lips finding her right breast; attracted to them like a moth to a flame. His tongue swirls circles around her swollen pebble, as his right hand reaches down, and runs his finger over her slit, through the fabric.
She moans loudly, his fingers sending shock waves through her already steamed body. He begins to nibble on her skin, just above her naval, as he rips the fabric from her body. She jerks her eyes open. "Damn it Dom, I loved that pair." Her look resembled one of a scold, but she secretly enjoyed his roughness. He winks at her, as his tongue makes a path toward her secret. She feels his mouth cover her light blond curls, her back arches, and her hips thrust upward. "Fuck.." She moans. He places his hands on her inner thighs, keeping her from moving, as he teeth graze her clit.
Her body jolts as whimpers in pleasure. "Dom.." She pants out. He licks her slit once more, then circles his tongue around her clit again. She grabs hold on his head, pushing in more into her. Her breathing becomes ragged as she moves her hips slightly, not caring of their restraints. He rubs his finger against her slickness and thrust it deep inside her, starting a slow rhythm. "Oh.." Her mouth gapes open as her head leans back, and her eyes close. He smiles, loving the way she looks while being pleasured.
Her chest heaves frantically, as his rhythm begins to increase. He inserts another finger, expanding her more, readying her for his size. She feels her walls begin to tighten and she knows she is close to release. She reaches down, and takes his free hand, bringing it to her left breast. She takes his fingers and moves them around her nipple slowly. Her hips begin to move to the rhythm of his fingers inside her, as she tenses.
She screams out his name as she begins to wither. Her nerve endings humming with excitement and passion. She falls limp, taking his hand, and bringing it to her lips, she kisses it softly. "Wow.." She whispers. He smiles at a job well done as he licks her sweet nectar. Once satisfied, that he had drank every drop from her, he sits up, smiling still. He moves to settle between her legs as waits for her to calm. She opens her eyes moments later, a huge smiles spreading across her lips. "You're amazing." She whispers to him.
He chuckles at her eagerness. "You know what baby?" He begins to kiss her neck.
"What?" Her breath comes out in a pant as she fights with his jean buttons.
"I think I'm gonna have to keep you pregnant all the time." He smiles a mischievous grin.
"Oh? And why is that?" She raises her brow, wondering what it is he has in mind, and why he thinks this way.
"Because since this pregnancy you have had one hell of a sex drive." He laughed.
"It's only because of your fine ass." She pulls him close once more, and kisses him deeply.
He takes her hands and pulls it away from his pants. He wants her pleasure before his. He tugs at her white T- shirt, one of his he notes, and begins to pull it over her head. She sits up, helping him; as her lips find his neck. He tosses the shirt onto the floor, making another pile. He moans softly at the feel of her lips, as his long, callous fingers work at the clasp of her bra. He pulls the material away, releasing her mounds of flesh; his eyes locked on their beauty.
"Perfect." He whispers as he finds her crystal blue eyes. "You are perfect." He takes her lips in his possession, and slowly begins to nibble and tease her. Not giving into a full kiss. She begs for more, needing more then what he was giving her at the moment. She once again reaches down and fights with his jeans. She finally releases the button, and slowly unzips his pants. She reaches in and gently massage his hard erection.
He moans a little louder, not able to take it anymore. "Fuck baby." He whispers against her lips. He lays her back down onto the couch, and pulls at her sweats. Well, looka here. Another one of my clothes. He smiles to himself. He loved when she wore his clothes. It made him feel as if she wanted to be closer to him, wanted him and no one else. He pulls them completely off, as his lips travel to her neck, suckling it. Her hands roam the length of his back, taking in every curve and ripple of muscle and skin. She turns her head a little more, granting him access.
She reaches down and teases the flesh on his ass. "I want them off." She whispers in his ear as she nips his lobe. He growls, her action causing his nerves to run on end. He pulls reluctantly away from her skin, as he shimmies out of his pants, throwing them on the floor as well. He crawls to her, his lips finding her right breast; attracted to them like a moth to a flame. His tongue swirls circles around her swollen pebble, as his right hand reaches down, and runs his finger over her slit, through the fabric.
She moans loudly, his fingers sending shock waves through her already steamed body. He begins to nibble on her skin, just above her naval, as he rips the fabric from her body. She jerks her eyes open. "Damn it Dom, I loved that pair." Her look resembled one of a scold, but she secretly enjoyed his roughness. He winks at her, as his tongue makes a path toward her secret. She feels his mouth cover her light blond curls, her back arches, and her hips thrust upward. "Fuck.." She moans. He places his hands on her inner thighs, keeping her from moving, as he teeth graze her clit.
Her body jolts as whimpers in pleasure. "Dom.." She pants out. He licks her slit once more, then circles his tongue around her clit again. She grabs hold on his head, pushing in more into her. Her breathing becomes ragged as she moves her hips slightly, not caring of their restraints. He rubs his finger against her slickness and thrust it deep inside her, starting a slow rhythm. "Oh.." Her mouth gapes open as her head leans back, and her eyes close. He smiles, loving the way she looks while being pleasured.
Her chest heaves frantically, as his rhythm begins to increase. He inserts another finger, expanding her more, readying her for his size. She feels her walls begin to tighten and she knows she is close to release. She reaches down, and takes his free hand, bringing it to her left breast. She takes his fingers and moves them around her nipple slowly. Her hips begin to move to the rhythm of his fingers inside her, as she tenses.
She screams out his name as she begins to wither. Her nerve endings humming with excitement and passion. She falls limp, taking his hand, and bringing it to her lips, she kisses it softly. "Wow.." She whispers. He smiles at a job well done as he licks her sweet nectar. Once satisfied, that he had drank every drop from her, he sits up, smiling still. He moves to settle between her legs as waits for her to calm. She opens her eyes moments later, a huge smiles spreading across her lips. "You're amazing." She whispers to him.