The Final Race
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1 through F › Fast And The Furious, The › Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
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3,289
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3
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Homebound
Chapter 5: Homebound..
Her sides begin to hurt from the laughter. She calms, and turns so that she is looking up at his chocolate eyes. "So, I'm just a midnight snack huh?" She raises her brow, desperately trying to keep her features as a mock serious expression.
He chuckles to himself, and places his hands behind his head. "Nope, you're also breakfast, lunch, and dinner. And if I get hungry, you're my little afternoon snack as well." He winks at her, enjoying their little fit of playfullness.
"Ah okay..." She smiles wide, loving the way his smile brightens his face, making him even more handsome. "So bascially, I'm your lifeline?" She asked, her head to the side, as if she was pondering that quesition.
"Hmm..." His face controts oddly, as he seems to be thinking of an answer for that question. "I guess so." He shrugs, making it appear as if it were nothing. "Eh, or maybe I just eat a lot?" He smiles once more.
"You know?" She places her index finger on her chin, and looks at him from head to toe. "You do eat a lot, and I can see a little gut on you, now that you mention it." She stifles a giggle.
"A gut huh?" He looks down at his stomach. "Funny...I dont see it." He looks back up to her.
"Really?" She moves so that she is straddling his lap. "Because I can see it plain as day." She raises her brow, challenging him for a little spat.
"Oh yeah?" He says as he props himself up on his elbows. "Care to show me?" He raises his brow as well, accepting her challenge.
She shrugs. "Dont mind if I do.." She begins to run her hands over his toned abs, knowing damn well there wasnt an ounce of fat on him, but loving the excuse to touch him. "Oh...look at his..." She cirlces a patch of flesh just to the right of his naval.
"What is it?" He ask, looking down at her.
"It appears to be fat." She says matter of factly.
"Fat huh? Damn. Maybe I should stop eating you."
"Oh now..I dont think we have to be that drastic." She leaned down, gently peaking his lips with hers.
"Oh no? What do you suggest I do?" He asked as he in turn kissed her with the same gentlness.
"I suggest." She kisses his cheek. "You eat more..." She moves to the other cheek. "Of me.." She smiles wide and returns to his lips.
He chuckles slightly. "But wont that produce more fat on me?" He asked, as if he was baffled by her suggestion.
"Oh no, quite the opposite. It will make your muscles very....hard." She gently brushed her fingers over his cock, feeling it twitch alive. He growls, approving of her touches.
"Uh huh. And?" He challenges.
"It will make your sweet tooth, happy." She lickes his bottom lip. "Think of it as a glaze donut, sorta thing." He has to laugh.
"Glaze donut huh?"
"Mmmhmmm.." She nips at his bottom lip. "And with all the heavy breathing, and hard thrust of your body, you should be just fine."
"I get the feeling we arent talking about eating anymore."
She smiles again, this time giggling. "No, I was thinking of a little activity we could do after your stomach.." She runs her hands over his stomach. "Is full, and your mind is hazy." She winks.
"Hmm..wonder what on earth you are talking about." He said with egual laughter in his glintening eyes.
"Hmm...well.." She stood. "I guess you'll just have to wait and find out soon." She wobbles to the water cooler, and grabs a small cup, feeling it with water. She turns to him, her brow still raised and licks her lips, before her tongue is replaced with the rem of the cup. She can see the obvious torture she is putting him throw and loves every minute of it.
Her sides begin to hurt from the laughter. She calms, and turns so that she is looking up at his chocolate eyes. "So, I'm just a midnight snack huh?" She raises her brow, desperately trying to keep her features as a mock serious expression.
He chuckles to himself, and places his hands behind his head. "Nope, you're also breakfast, lunch, and dinner. And if I get hungry, you're my little afternoon snack as well." He winks at her, enjoying their little fit of playfullness.
"Ah okay..." She smiles wide, loving the way his smile brightens his face, making him even more handsome. "So bascially, I'm your lifeline?" She asked, her head to the side, as if she was pondering that quesition.
"Hmm..." His face controts oddly, as he seems to be thinking of an answer for that question. "I guess so." He shrugs, making it appear as if it were nothing. "Eh, or maybe I just eat a lot?" He smiles once more.
"You know?" She places her index finger on her chin, and looks at him from head to toe. "You do eat a lot, and I can see a little gut on you, now that you mention it." She stifles a giggle.
"A gut huh?" He looks down at his stomach. "Funny...I dont see it." He looks back up to her.
"Really?" She moves so that she is straddling his lap. "Because I can see it plain as day." She raises her brow, challenging him for a little spat.
"Oh yeah?" He says as he props himself up on his elbows. "Care to show me?" He raises his brow as well, accepting her challenge.
She shrugs. "Dont mind if I do.." She begins to run her hands over his toned abs, knowing damn well there wasnt an ounce of fat on him, but loving the excuse to touch him. "Oh...look at his..." She cirlces a patch of flesh just to the right of his naval.
"What is it?" He ask, looking down at her.
"It appears to be fat." She says matter of factly.
"Fat huh? Damn. Maybe I should stop eating you."
"Oh now..I dont think we have to be that drastic." She leaned down, gently peaking his lips with hers.
"Oh no? What do you suggest I do?" He asked as he in turn kissed her with the same gentlness.
"I suggest." She kisses his cheek. "You eat more..." She moves to the other cheek. "Of me.." She smiles wide and returns to his lips.
He chuckles slightly. "But wont that produce more fat on me?" He asked, as if he was baffled by her suggestion.
"Oh no, quite the opposite. It will make your muscles very....hard." She gently brushed her fingers over his cock, feeling it twitch alive. He growls, approving of her touches.
"Uh huh. And?" He challenges.
"It will make your sweet tooth, happy." She lickes his bottom lip. "Think of it as a glaze donut, sorta thing." He has to laugh.
"Glaze donut huh?"
"Mmmhmmm.." She nips at his bottom lip. "And with all the heavy breathing, and hard thrust of your body, you should be just fine."
"I get the feeling we arent talking about eating anymore."
She smiles again, this time giggling. "No, I was thinking of a little activity we could do after your stomach.." She runs her hands over his stomach. "Is full, and your mind is hazy." She winks.
"Hmm..wonder what on earth you are talking about." He said with egual laughter in his glintening eyes.
"Hmm...well.." She stood. "I guess you'll just have to wait and find out soon." She wobbles to the water cooler, and grabs a small cup, feeling it with water. She turns to him, her brow still raised and licks her lips, before her tongue is replaced with the rem of the cup. She can see the obvious torture she is putting him throw and loves every minute of it.