Letty's sister, Maddy has always had a thing for the King of Racing, aka Dominic Toretto but Letty did too, though Dom only wants Maddy. How will they handle Letty's true intentions?
The kiss deepened quickly and I threw my arms around Dom's neck then pulled away, panting for air. Dom started kissing down my neck, dragging his hand under my shirt and sliding them up my boobs. Moaning loudly I thank myself for turning on the radio. I could feel myself getting wetter, just feeling Dom pushed up against my crotch.
"I can feel how wet you are through my jeans." He said pulling away and chuckling.
Dom goes back to what he was doing, I move my hands down to his dick, palming him through his jeans, getting a loud moan.
"I can't hold back anymore, are you a virgin?" He asks, staring into my eyes.
"No." I breathe out, earning a loud groan from Dom.
"We are talking about that later." He growls out.
Dom quickly pulls down his jeans halfway, then lifts my skirt and moves my underwear to the side. He slowly pushed in and I threw my head back in ecstasy.
"You ok?"
"Please, just keep going," I beg, my answer becoming a loud moan.
"You're so fucking good." Dom curses, his fingers digging into my hips, moving me up and down him.
With my mouth wide open, silent moans slip out of it I look deep into Dom's eyes, which are laced with love and lust. His thumb slips from my waist onto my clit, furiously rubbing it and I bite my lip enough it starts to hurt.
"Come on, baby." He picks up his speed and we both let go.
Dom tries to pull out but, in pure heaven, I lock my legs around his waist, pulling him tight against me. I only allow him enough room to thrust in and out; again he tries to pull out he ends up coming inside me. Dom stops moving and looks over my sweaty complexion.
"I love you, but don't do that again," Dom warns, with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"I love you too, but I really don't care," I smirk as Dom pulls out of me, a trail of cum leaving with him.
Dom bends at the knee and grabs my underwear off the floor, tugging them back up my legs as I hop off the front of the car. He grabs me by my waistline, kissing this time needy and full of love. We pull away from each other, and I just look at him, lovingly.
"Go upstairs and get a shower." Dom orders, slapping my pussy as I pull down my mini skirt making me jump slightly.
"Mmm, don't let Letty see you." I somewhat jokingly warn him, slapping his chest and then walking away.
Jogging into the house and up the stairs I run into Letty who is leaning against my bedroom door frame.
"So you finally let Dom hit?" Letty asks as I walk into my room.
"You snooze, you lose in this life, Leticia." I smile victoriously at her before slamming my door closed.
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After my shower, I head back downstairs while Letty tries to talk to me but I just hold my hand in her face, not responding while walking into the garage. She eventually gives up and heads back into the living room with Mia.
"Hey." Dom greets me with a smirk looking up from his toolbox.
"Hey." I return sitting down on my stool.
"So, who took it?" Dom asks out, picking up a wrench.
"What do you mean?" I squint at him, dabbing my paintbrush in some paint.
"Your virginity." He says simply making me blush profusely.
"That doesn't matter." I decide, pointing my brush at him and making him chuckle.
"C'mon, who was it?" He coaxes with an impatient smile.
"Aaron, my boyfriend from-" I begin but Dom cuts me off.
"Fuck off." He laughs.
"What?" I ask him with an innocent smile.
"That's ridiculous! The kid was a wimp, didn't know how to fucking drive, normally." Dom snorts.
"He was really nice though." I try to defend him.
"How big?" Dom looks at me with an inquisitive look.
"I am not telling you that." I ignore him and start painting.
"Come on, tell me when to stop." Dom holds roughly an inch between his thumb and pointer finger, the gap getting gradually bigger.
"Stop," I say after a few seconds. Dom grabs a tape measure and measures it before laughing loudly.
"3 and a half inches? Soft or hard?" He gets out between chortles. I don't respond in shame, giving him the exact answer he needed.
"Fuck off! Jesus, I must have been a big adjustment then, in more than one way." Dom jokes fixing a car's engine while I walk past him to grab a Carona.
"Shut up," I mutter, with my back to him, drinking my beer.
"You know you love me." I can just imagine how hard he's smirking right now.
"Psh. Whatever." I scoff looking around for a certain brush.
Dom grabs my waist, turning me into him and smashing our lips together.
"Get a room, you two!" Vince groans walking into the garage.
"We did, you came in here." I clap back momentarily pulling away from Dom to watch Vince roll his eyes and leave. Dom smiles at me and then starts kissing me again.
