Chapter 8

- Look at you! - My comment came soon after, when we separated from the hug. I looked at him with a smile.
- No. Look at you! - Dom glanced through my body quickly and we laugh. I hugged him again.
- I said you would miss me. I'm never wrong.
- Besides all, your modesty remains impeccable, Let. - He joked.
- How did you find me here?
- Do not go so thirsty to the pot; it will lose the beauty of it. - I could see him laugh like that for hours, but I interrupted my thought to realize that Dom had opened the door of the car and was leaning in carpooling bank to pick up something. When he came back, my reaction was to stay static.

Usually this does not happen, but Dom took me by surprise. He had just handed me a bouquet of freshly cut red roses.

- You ... - I had no words- Hell, Dom! You left me with no reaction.
- That was the reaction I expected. Liked?
- I love it. Thank you. - I was taken by surprise again when I felt a pair of hands holding my waist firmly and pushing me against the door. Dom slid his mouth down my chin and made me close my eyes. The roses fell to the ground, my legs buckled and suddenly I grabbed his shoulders.
- Thank me in another way... - He suggested while his hands were around my waist and his tongue around my neck - Moaning my name softly, only for me to hear how much you missed me while we're making love.
- Do not rub your ego that hard, Toretto. You want it as much as me. You're crazy to have me in yours arms ...
- I am.
- And you want now.
- Yes. - I gasped, and he quickly open the car's door. Dom looked at me with strength, still holding the handle and quickly checked my whole body.
- Shit! Let's get out of here.
- Oh, thank God! I thought you'd never ask.

Some things come and go. You may not necessarily have all, as I see John watching me at the restaurant entrance door we were, but say that in life an adventure is not worth it should be a sin. Especially when it comes to Dominic Toretto.

While going to a less busy place I dare to ask something that was killing me with curiosity.

- How did you find me? – He, who was with one hand on the steering wheel and the other stroking my thigh, looked away from the track quickly to face me.
- I'm not the most organized person in the world. - Well, it was remarkable. The Impala panel still contain several bags of fast food. - But in return my memory is good. I went to your sister's house shortly after you left. Erick told me where you would be and handed me your number. I needed to see you, feel you. - Automatically his hand further pressed my thigh and I, in a state of pure excitement, stifled a groan.

We stopped in the parking lot of the old open theater of the neighborhood where I was living. The screen was inactive, and some of the spotlight barely worked. But there were other things willing to work that night, and among them were Dom and I, quickly went to the backseat of the car. And at some point he kissed me.

Dom, still taking my mouth, put one of his arms behind my back and lifted me slowly, without even daring to fail to cause me chills with his kiss, that ran down my neck arched in a thought-provoking sugar until I was completely sitting on his lap. And there were my fingers trailing his space again, this time on his head, among murmurs and promises of two completely thrilled lovers.

My arms have become the ideal support to hold his body in flames. I put my mouth against the padded seat and bit it, feeling Dom withdraw with his icy fingers hair that was falling down my back. He held them in an abrupt , involving them excitingly and pushing them aside. His lips went my back, where the contact of his tongue made me moan.

And when finally Dom teeth nipped my skin, I was the one who took the initiative to turn the game. I looked at him, turning back from the front and hold in him with my legs. Our intimacies clashed in a bare brush, rough, which caused me chills. Our bodies came together, this time calmly and magnificence. He held me on his lap, and dug his hands on my butt, helping to make me slide down his cock. The pleasure was such that my fingers searched his back, and scratched him.

I moan his surname unconsciously, making him go crazy as when he used to tell me during the trip. Muscle spasms came, stepping up every second with the fast pace in which we were. My toes twitched, my nails dug into his back and then, in an absolute peak, I was the first one that night to have an orgasm.


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