The Final Race

***Dont own any of the characters from The Fast and The Furious, I do own the storyline and the characters you do not know.***

Chapter 4: Midnight Snack

His hands turn her body, making her back and ass face him. "Get on your hands and knees baby." He growls in her ear. She nods, and firmly places her hands in front of her, supporting her weight. Her knees supporting her lower half. She turns to face him.

"So, what are you planning on doing?" She knew the answer all too well, but loved to tease. She loved to hear his explanation, and feel his demonstrations.

"Well, first..." His hands touches the nap of her neck, trailing down her back, outlining her spine. Her eyes close as she feels his callous hands upon her skin, igniting her nerves with a fire, even she could not comprehend. "I'm going to make you want me." His hands finally stop at her ass, his fingers circling the skin, taunting her. She reaches behind her, taking his left hand, and bringing it to her front, her center. She secludes his index finger from the others, and places it at her clit, as she throws her head back with a moan.
He smiles to himself, knowing her need for his touch, and love making. Their sex life had always been great, filled with new explorations, and ideas, but ever since she became pregnant, it was different; more intense. Ever since her body began to change with the progression of her pregnancy he wanted her more then he could have ever imagined. The way her walls felt tighter on his throbbing cock. The way she eagerly met his thrust, needing him more, never seeming to get enough. The way she cried out when he took her breast in his mouth, teasing her flesh, raking his teeth across her nipples, and knowing how it drove her sensitive flesh wild.

He pulls out of his thoughts, feeling her finger forcing his against her hungry nub. He takes over, running his finger in circles producing yet more sounds of pleasure. His other hand snakes around her front, taking a hand full of her breast, tugging and flicking her pert pebble.

"God Dom..." She moans. "Please.." And there is was; her begging for more. Just like he planned. She whimpers, the ministrations she is enduring not enough to fulfill her. He smiles once more, knowing he is driving her wild, wanting her to scream in ecstasy. He positions himself against her ass, teasing her folds, slickening his cock with her juices, preparing himself once more for entrance into her tight walls. "Yes,..." She feels him at her entrance, which begs to be consumed with his manhood. She can no longer take his teasing. Deciding to take matters into her own hands, she pushes herself back against him.

She gasps, feeling him plunge inside her, their skin smacking against the impact of their two bodies. "Fuck.." He grits out, as the hand that was once teasing her breast, releases her mound, to only be placed at her hip. He grips it firmly, yet gentle enough not to harm her, as his guides her to his cock. His jaw tightens, as he pushes his finger against her clit roughly to cause a cry, and plunging inside her fully.

His chin meets his chest as he forces his eyes open, and focuses on the way their body moves together. Perfect fit. The way her body expands to accommodate him, the way his cock throbs to be engulfed in her essence. They were made for each other. There was no denying that. He increases his thrust, as his hips locks, causing his cock to twitch inside her. He grunts, his sac tightening, ready for release. She comes first. He reminds to himself as his finger frantically teases her clit.

"Cum for me Railee..." He whispers. Her hips begin to move intensely against his body, as she feels the muscles in her womb tighten, as her legs begin to shake with anticipation. Her mouth gapes open, as she circles her hips, causing the tip of his cock to hit her G-spot, and produce a cry of pure ecstasy. She falls limp, leaning on her forearms, panting erratically. He plunges once more into her slick tunnel, releasing his seed, as his pleasure resonates with a roar. His chest heaves harshly as he leans down against her. His chest meeting her slender back.

His places a soft kiss against the back of her neck, as his hand tenderly caresses her stomach. "You okay?" He whispers against her skin, as his voice finally surfaces.

She giggles with exhaustion as she nods. "Yeah...I'm great." Her hand reaches to his face, cupping his cheek in her palm. Her eyes closing.

After minutes of recuperation, he sits back, taking her with him, placing her against his chest. He maneuvers against the couch, turning and shifting until his back lays flat onto the leather cushions. He loops his legs with hers, as his arms engulf her in a protective hold. He places soft, feathery kisses on her neck, face, and shoulders as she rest against him, her eyes still closed. He leans down, gently nipping her earlobe.

"You know, you never really answered my question." She smiles, holding in her giggle. His brows furrow, fighting to remember. He smiles, finally realizing what she meant.

"Well, I'm more of a hands on kinda guy." His tongue trances the flesh that is her ear.

"Uh huh..." She rolls her eyes playfully, entwining her fingers with his.

"Besides..." He pauses.

"Besides?" She turns to look him in the eyes.

"I was hungry and needed a midnight snack?" He winks, and chuckles as he feels her jerks of laughter against his body.