I'm glad people are enjoying the story! This is my first fic that I've ever let people read so I'm super excited about it! I appreciate the reviews so keep them coming! If you have any recommendations or editing issues you see let me know! I appreciate all the readers!! I'm going back to school so this might slow down - or I'll just ignore my school work as usual and fantasize about Vin Diesel all day - haha!


-7-

The crowd was starting to dissipate and almost everyone was heading to the closest seven-eleven in order to pick their poison for the evening and head over to the party.

Christine had happily ditched Maria at the first sign of Dom showing interest, so Maria was now stuck – not so upsetting – with Dom as her escort.

Mia had told Maria that after the race was over and Maria had dissed and dismissed Enzo that his crew roared away without much thought. Maria was confident that she didn't hear the engines because of the thundering of her heart, in order to get blood flowing to all the necessary places. Despite Maria's attempts at pretending she was fine, she wanted Dom bad, and her body knew it.

Dom had walked her over to his sexy black car and opened the door in a very sexy way. Fuck him she thought, everything he does is fucking sexy. It's annoying.

Now she was in his car and he was rumbling down the highway, headed back to their garage/home off the highway.

"You ever drive something like this before?" Dom smiled, breaking the silence and bringing back a flood's worth of nasty fantasies Maria was trying to block out.

She looked around the car, "No." She said simply. There were a lot of lights and gizmos inside the car. The lighting was blue, and was reflecting off of Dom in a very tantalizing way. "I had a BMW a while back. But nothing like this." She smiled, "Of course, my BMW could wipe the roads with this car."

He threw back his head and laughed, the sound bouncing off of the windows and echoing through the soles of her feet. "I'd like to see that. I really would."

"So…" She started, not exactly sure what to talk about. She was gripping the sides of her seat, and not because Dom was driving like a maniac, but rather, to keep herself from jumping across the center divider and attacking him.

"So." He said, matter-of-factly. "Why do you live in New Mexico?"

Her breath halted in her chest, "Why wouldn't I live in New Mexico?" She said quickly, "Its beautiful here. I have an ok job where I get paid good money. I also don't have to worry about too much traffic. I like the desert…Umm, anything else I forgot?"

He smiled, and shifted, the car pulled forward a little faster, "I wasn't trying to interrogate you. I was just curious. How's Luca?"

She smiled, happy that it was dark in the car so he couldn't see her blush, "He's fine. You already asked that."

He chuckled, "I know. I'm trying to make conversation. You're wound up so tight, I'm afraid you'll burst on me."

Well that's one way of putting it, she thought and snorted. She froze and shot a sideways glance over to Dom, who was forcing his lips to keep from smiling.

"Did you snort?"

"Allergies!" She blurted out before the sentence was completely finished.

"Mmmhmm." He smiled. He reached his shifting hand over and laid it on the skin of her leg, just above the knee. His touch was light, soft, and incredibly warm. A noise escaped Maria's lips that was half whimper and half moan and she started coughing to disguise it. Not much luck there.

"So. Do you always have parties after?"

He smiled, "Yes. The kids are still in their wild and crazy days. I support it because I wasn't much better when I was that old."

"Wild and crazy?" She smiled, "How old are they? How old are you?"

"Mia is 21, Leon and Jesse are going to be 23 soon. Vince and I are 25. We all basically grew up together or filtered in throughout the years."

"Wow. That's pretty cool. The person I've known the longest is Christine, known her since…well High school, but it feels like forever." She smiled at the thought, "She's my best friend."

Dom smiled too, "Yeah, Vince is mine. When he isn't being a hot-headed dick, he's a great guy."

Maria laughed, "So like, three percent of the time?"

Dom laughed as well.

They rolled up to the house and the party was well under way. Dom parked his car in the garage and turned off the ignition. His hand went back to her leg and he was stroking her skin with the pad of his thumb. Maria was sitting rigidly in her seat and wasn't sure what to do next. In her head, she was wild, sexy and cool, but in reality, she was a blubbering mess and would probably end up breaking something if Dom made another move.

She realized he was staring at her intently, and she forced herself not to look. She let out a deep breath and turned towards him, her leg coming up onto the seat so she could face him better. He smiled at her and she couldn't help but smile back.

"I'm not a slut." She said matter-of-factly. "I was pretty sure I'd never see you again, until Christine devised this plan in order to see you again. I don't usually flirt. And I don't think I've ever kissed on the first date – if you call this a date. Plus, I haven't kissed a guy in years. Years!" he reached up his hand and put a finger up on her lips.

"Shut up, you're ruining the moment." Then he pulled her face to his and kissed her again.

Goddamn gearshift, getting in the way and not allowing her easy access to climb on top of him.

"I don't think you are a slut." He smiled, "You definitely are not my usual type, however, I don't think that's a bad thing."

"I'm not gonna sleep with you."

He smiled and his eyes did that melting thing again and she felt her heart stop for a moment, "We'll see about that."

She punched him hard on the shoulder, "Domonic I am not some trashy whore!"

He was laughing hysterically now, trying to fend off her blows. He finally grabbed both of her hands and pulled her across the seat and onto his lap. Thankfully, he had such long legs that the steering wheel wasn't jabbing her in the side. He kissed her again; it was a serious kiss, long, tempting, and incredibly arousing. Maria found herself squirming on top of his lap trying to get a better position to kiss him. Her hands had stopped fighting and were now gripping at the sides of his face, scraping her nails across the back of his head.

"If you don't want to sleep with me, you better stop doing that," He growled against her lips. "I don't think you're a slut," kiss, "I actually like you," kiss, "You're incredibly amusing," kiss, "And its nice to be around someone genuine."

The kiss that followed that statement was softer, but still passionate, not as hungry as the ones before.

"I'm not going to pretend I don't want you in the worst way," He smiled and pulled her face away from his to look in her eye, "But you have a kid." Maria's heart sank at that comment and she felt herself starting to pull away, "Wait!" he pulled her close again, "You have a kid, so you are definitely not the kind of girls who I usually mess around with. You're a woman and I respect that."

Maria was frozen for a few minutes, "Shit, you make me sound old."

He laughed again and kissed her, "Now, since you said you don't want to do anything I will respect that. But at the first sign of weakness, expect me to be all over you. I only have so much self control when you are wiggling around in that dress of yours on top of me."

She blushed again.

"Now." She said looking around, "How do we get out of the car?"

He smiled and basically picked her up and placed her in the passenger seat again with perfect ease. He exited the car and came around to open her door. When it was open she glared at him a little bit, "What's with the gentleman crap? I thought chivalry was dead."

He smiled and put out his hand to help her out of the car, "Its only dead when you have no one to work your charms on."

She smiled as he pulled her up effortlessly, "Yeah, I mean, how hard can it be when you have fifteen girls lined up on their knees in order to blow you." She rolled her eyes and blew some stray hair out of her face.

"See, that's why I like you." He smiled and guided her towards the house, still holding her hand, "You tell it how it is."

She smiled, "Maybe if you weren't such a slut, I wouldn't be so worried about sleeping with you."

He turned on her and pushed her up against the wall, "Babe, I'm anything but a slut. I use women like they use me. Its mutual." He pushed a leg between hers and pushed his body against her. Her hands found his hips and instead of her initial thought of pushing him away, she felt herself pulling him closer, "Plus, they all have the same cheap tricks they've learned by watching pornos. I wouldn't mind a real woman who knew what she was doing."

Maria thought of a few things she wouldn't mind doing with him and her breath caught in her throat when his head dipped down and he started kissing her neck, nibbling lightly on the tender skin.

"You're trying to seduce me." She said.

He smiled into her shoulder, "Do I really need to try that hard? I must be losing my touch." He said into her ear and gently licked the lobe.

At that moment, Maria was happy his leg was between hers, because she was pretty sure her knees turned to rubber. "Fuck." She said, her eyes rolling up into the back of her head and getting lost.

"Later." He smiled and kissed her again, pushing his entire body into her and letting his hands roam free. One hand slowly found its way down her side and was softly caressing the outside of her bare thigh. His hand snaked in, under her skirt and he had a handful of Maria's ass that he used to pull her to him. She moaned softly into his kiss as he rocked his hips into her slowly. She felt something rock hard pressing up against her and hoped it was a wrench in his pocket.

She finally got her brain stem back on track and pushed him away, "And I am definitely not fucking you in a garage. This is a new dress and it cost me a fortune."

Dom pulled back and gave her a look of disbelief.

"Ok so it cost Christine a fortune!" She grumbled, "But still! I'm not in high school anymore!"

"So you've fucked in a garage?"

She pushed him off of her and hit his shoulder again, "Shut it! Man you really know how to kill a mood." She said, readjusting her skirt and top, hoping to god that her hair was still straight and makeup wasn't melting off of her face.

"My mood is very much intact." He smiled. She looked down and saw the bulge in his jeans.

"I noticed. And so will everyone else if you cant control yourself."

He laughed and put a big arm around her and started to steer her towards the house, "Don't worry. There's a pool already to see how long you'll last tonight before you are begging me for it."

"Ha!" She laughed and swung around him, glaring him in the eyes, "Fat chance. You want to make our own bet? I bet I can drive you crazy by the end of the night. You'll want me so bad, it will hurt."

He smiled and pulled her closer, "Oh I'm already there babe."

She laughed and pushed him off of her. "Fifty bucks! Whoever caves first, loses. And loser makes breakfast."

He laughed, "Deal."

He put out his hand and she shook it hard.

She turned on her heel and started walking towards the house, she smiled over her shoulder and said, "Get ready Domonic Toretto. I haven't gotten to use these skills in a long time and I've been saving up some new tricks."

He smiled watching her hips roll over her curvy legs, "I'm already excited."

The party was raging when they entered through the back door. The house was two stories and rather large, since it had to house five rather large and independent people without making them want to kill each other. The downstairs area had a roomy kitchen and a bathroom down the hall with two other doors. Maria assumed those were bedrooms and the rest of them were located upstairs. People were filled in from wall to wall with drinks in their hands.

She was trying to search out Christine and Mia, but was having a hard time of it since she was about six inches shorter than everyone there. Dom still had a hold of her hand and was pulling her into the kitchen to get them a drink.

Dom stopped abruptly in the doorway of the kitchen and Maria saw his shoulders moving in a silent chuckle.

"You wont believe this." He said.

Maria peaked out from around the corner and she saw Mia, holding a bottle of Petron, Christine, holding some Tequila Rose, Leon and Vince standing next to the table with beers in their hands, and Jesse laying belly up on the dining room table with his shirt off and four rather attractive girls licking his stomach.

"Dom!" Jesse yelled, rolled, and successfully fell off the table onto his face. The girls squealed and jumped out of the way and left the room giggling. Maria couldn't stop laughing.

Jesse was still shirtless and looked a little bit like a baby bird. He walked up to Maria pulling the first bottle off the counter and handing it to her, "Wanna try? Evidently I go real well with," he stared at the bottle, weaving slightly, "Bacardi 151. That's what all the bitches tell me," and he hiccupped.

Maria was still trying to contain her laughter while Dom started politely shoving Jesse back into the kitchen, "Get a shirt on kid."

Jesse pulled on his t-shirt, which conveniently clung to him because of the excess alcohol and juices stuck to his skin.

"Ok, time for shots!!" Christine yelled. The boys started clearing off the table and wiping it down from Jesse's game and everyone sat down at the round table. Maria was next to Dom, who was next to Vince, then Jesse, Leon, Mia, and Christine. Vince had plopped down a cold thirty pack in the middle of the table, and the girls had pulled over all the alcohol. Christine started pouring out shots of Petron and handed them to Maria to pass them down.

"Now since you missed out on the first hour of activities, you need to catch up." Christine smiled drunkenly at her friend, "Luckily, bitch, you have a much higher tolerance than I do so taking two shots of tequila wont hurt you as much as its hurting me."

Maria laughed, "Well Dom wasn't here either. He deserves two shots too! Actually he is at least twice as big as me, so therefore I think he deserves four shots!"

"Agreed!" Jesse shouted and pushed Mia's, Leon's Vince's and his own in front of Dom.

"What the fuck!?" Dom said looking around at everyone at the table.

"Don't be such a pussy!" Maria smiled and grabbed one of his shots and belted it down. Dom took this as a challenge and grabbed one of hers. Then it was a race to see who could drink the other person's shot faster while everyone else laughed around the table.

"So are we playing a drinking game?" Christine asked, sipping at her beer.

"I hate drinking games." Vince grumbled.

"Well I hate your stupid beard, so shut up! We're playing a drinking game." Christine growled at him and chuckled a lime at his face. Strangely enough, it slapped him right on the cheek and a big glob of lime guts slid down his face and got caught on said beard.

Vince growled and was about ready to stand up and start a fight, till Dom punched him in the shoulder and wiped the goo off of his face.

"She's 5'2 and Asian asshole! You think you gonna fight her?"

Vince grumbled something and Christine laughed.

"He's just scared cause he knows I'd kick his scrawny white boy ass!" She yelled and everyone else broke out into giggles, even Vince. "Ok, who wants to play twenty fingers?"

"Twenty fingers?" Jesse asked.

"Well the game is actually ten fingers, but me and Christine have to use twenty because we always lose." Maria smiled, sipping on her Natty Light.

"Ok so, anyways! How you play is that each person holds up ten fingers right? Then you go around the circle and each person has to say something they've never done – usually its risqué or silly – you want to use something you either know someone else has done or something that will embarrass the fuck out of people. If you have done the thing the person is talking about, then you put a finger down. The way we play is that, if you put a finger down you take a shot, if you are the person saying you've never done something and everyone in the circle has, then they all take two shots. If you say something that no one has done, then you take a shot, deal?"

"That's like, fuckin complex man." Leon said.

"Its really not that hard once you see how the game goes." Christine said. "Ok, ok! I'll start, I have never-,"

"WAIT!" Maria yelled, startling everyone around the table. "I forgot about the Ringer!" She said and slapped herself on the forehead. "This is the best part. If you notice that someone is lying then that means you can call them out. If you can prove they've done it, like names, dates, etc, then that means they have to take three shots for being a lying fuck."

"Awesome." Mia smiled, "You guys are all fucked! I've been around you guys sober WAAY too often and I know many of your dirty little secrets!"

Everyone started laughing and the game began.

Christine smiled, "I have never," she paused for some thought, "taken body shots off of anyone – except Maria, but she doesn't count."

That got a lot of raised eyebrows.

Jesse grumbled something and put down a finger. Followed by everyone else in the circle.

"Fuck!"

"Shit!"

"Sonofabitch!"

"MIA!?" Dom growled, when she tried to covertly put a finger down.

Maria started laughing hysterically while Christine started pouring shots for everyone around the circle.

"Shut up Dom! You are NOT allowed to give me shit for doing body shots when I've seen you do much worse!" Mia growled.

"Well that shut him up." Vince chuckled and then took his shot.

"Ok your turn." Christine poked at Maria.

"Alright." She put her finger to her chin and thought for a few moments. "I have never had sex in the back seat of a car!"

Everyone grumbled and put a finger down. Dom eyed Mia suspiciously.

"I don't like this game. I'm not into learning that my little sister is a slut." He growled, swallowing his shot.

"I learn from the best." She saluted him and belted hers back.

Leon started laughing and tried to cover it up with a cough.

"Your turn." Maria smiled and passed the bottle over to Dom.

"This will be amusing." Mia smiled.

Dom laughed, "I've never let a chick play with my asshole during a blow job."

There was a bunch of grumbles from around the table and Mia tried not to dry heave. Jesse's finger was the only one that went down. Everyone started at him in disbelief.

"Hey, it felt fuckin great!" He smiled and raised his glass to us and tipped it back in his mouth. Everyone started laughing and it moved to Vince's turn.

"I've never fucked someone that didn't live in the United States." He smiled. Dom and Christine put down a finger and that started up a whole new conversation while pouring the shots.

"I've never…" Leon started looking around at the table and trying to see who he could entrap "fucked someone who was underage!"

"Does it count if you were underage at the time?" Dom asked.

"Yes!" Everyone shouted. All the boys put a finger down, but the girls were still going strong.

Jesse pulled the bottle to him and smiled, "I have never been with a married woman. Or married person, I guess, since there are women here."

"Good cause I haven't been with a married woman in a long time." Christine winked, elbowing Maria as everyone broke into laughter. No one put their finger down.

"Vince you are a son of a bitch you know that!" Dom growled. "Now I only bring this out into the open because I know being the brother that he is to me, he'd have done this to me extremely fast if the tables were turned. 1999, we were sixteen remember?"

Vince nodded, looking terrified.

"Our first night out with my dad in Mexico. You hooked up with Mrs. Berkowitz, our next-door neighbor Lizzie's mom! She was like, at least forty-eight!" Dom started laughing hysterically, while Jesse started pouring Vince three shots.

"Fuck you man." Vince growled while he took his three shots, "This game is fucked up."

"That's the point sir!" Christine smiled as she pulled the bottle in front of Mia, "Make it count."

Mia smiled, grinning evilly at the men around the table, "I've never lost a race!"

All the men grumbled bitterly.

"You've raced like two times!!" Leon whined.

"None the less, its true. Am I right?" Mia said looking at Christine and Maria. They both nodded.

"She's right." Maria said.

Jesse growled and grabbed his shot, "Well what about them? They've never raced before! You have to make one up for them too!" He swallowed it.

Mia smiled, "I've never given road head!"

Christine and Maria both slammed their fists down on the table and growled, "Give me the fuckin shot." Christine said and yanked two glasses over for the two of them.

"Road head?" Dom looked down at Maria.

"Eat me." She growled and swallowed her shot.

"Maybe later." He smiled and put an arm on the back of her chair, idly playing with the curls in her hair while the game kept going.