Chapter Eleven:

Letty POV

I was on my way to my 2nd period math class when my phone rang. Thank god I was out on the quad and not in class.

"Yeah?"

"The fuck did you do…?" Vince snarled at me through the phone.

"Excuse me? The fuck 're you talkin' about?"

"What'd you do t' Dom?!" he demanded.

"Nothing…Why? What happened?" I asked.

"You must have done something." he insisted. "He don't just put his hand through a window for no reason…fucker's insistin' it was an accident, but i know better."

"Where are you?"

"Over by the gym…tryin' t' convince your boy he needs t' let me take him to the hospital…"

"I'll be right there. Do not leave him alone, a'right?"

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"What happened?" I asked. The amount of blood on Dom's hand made my stomach turn.

"Was an accident." Dom shrugged, glaring at Vince.

"Vince, give us a minute, huh?" I pointed to the door. When he left, I turned to Dom. "What'd you do, huh?" I asked, almost afraid to touch him.

"I, uh… whalin' on the lockers an' somehow managed t'put my hand through a window…" he murmured, a little sheepish, not wanting to admit how badly he'd lost control.

"Ohmigod…" I whispered, "You…you saw what happened, didn' you?" My stomach was now churning.

"Saw you kissin' him…" he grunted, not looking at her. "Why, did I miss the good stuff or somethin'?"

"I oughta slap you f'r that one. You know I love you." He nodded, but wouldn't answer me. "You gonna let V take you t' the hospital an' get that fixed?"

"I don't NEED to go t' the fuckin' hospital, Letty…" he growled. I knew he hated hospitals…he had ever since Sara died

"He…uhm…"

"What?"

"He…wants t' see me…I said. "After school…"

"Kinda figures…" he muttered. "Thought y' said he has practice too?"

"He wants to see me…b'fore…practice…I don't know what he wants…" I told him, hesitating.

"I don't know if I can handle this, Letty…" he said, rubbing at his eyes, feeling a massive headache coming on, almost nauseated.

"I'll be there…t'night for dinner…?" I said, trying to calm him down.

"Don't think I'm gonna make it t' practice t'day…" he said, nodding.

"I'm sorry…" I whispered. "I shouldn't be asking you to do this…"

Dominic didn't really know what to say to that. He just leaned nuzzled against my shoulder, trying to keep pressure on his hand so it wouldn't start bleeding again.

"Fuckin' hurts…" he muttered.

"I'm so sorry…" I murmur. " 's your sister eating with you at lunch t'day?"

"Prolly…" he said. "Why you askin'…?"

"Told Johnny I got a lunch date with Mia t'day…"

"Gonna steal her away from th' table?" he laughed. "She prolly won't mind much."

"Was thinkin' more like i could steal you…"

"Oh…" he laughed again. "I probably won't mind much, then…get me away from Coyote's naggin'…he's c'nvinced I severed an artery or some shit." I kissed him, midlaugh. He stopped laughing pretty quickly when I kissed him, my mouth hungry against his. I eased my tongue into his mouth, stroking softly, my arms wrapping around his neck.

"I love you…" I murmur.

"Love you too, Letty…" he growled softly against my mouth, wincing a little at the pain in his hand.

"You know I only kissed him cause I had to, right?"

"Yeah…I know…" he muttered, not really wanting to think about it more than he absolutely had to, so I leaned into him, kissing him harder, stroking my tongue strokes against his.

He growled against my mouth, the kiss making him forget how much his hand hurt as he sucked at my tongue. I moaned against his mouth when he sucks at my tongue, shifting so I was sitting on his thigh.

He growled louder when I straddled his thigh, trying to pull me closer to him without getting blood all over me.

"What 'm I gonna do with you…?" I murmured against his lips, teasing lightly.

"What d'you mean..?" He laughed.

"You keep doin this kinda thing you won't be able t' play ball anymore, baby…"

"Yeah…" he sighed. "Was just the look on his face…watching me, while he kissed you…like he was rubbin' it in my face…"

"He's always like that, Dominic…I hate him for it, too."

"He's a fucking bastard." Dom groaned. "Hate's not a strong enough word, like love ain't strong enough t'say how I feel 'bout you…"

"Love you, too…" I murmured, my lips suckling softly at his neck. He groaned again but the tone was different. I knew it was driving him crazy, but we didn't have the time *or* the space for what he wanted.

"T'night…?" he asked, pulling back a little.

"Car 'f you're lucky…" I nodded.

"Ya still gonna catch a ride with me, even if I bail on practice?" he asked, growling at the thought of having me in his car.

"Like I'd pass up the chance t' fuck you in your car…"

"Mmm…." He growled, leaning in to kiss me. "Y'gonna ride me again…?"

"Maybe…" I murmur, nipping at his lips.

"Hard t' do much of anythin' else in my car…" he teased, growling again when I nipped at his lips.

"C'd always…" my hand slipped down between his legs, against the straining erection tenting his jeans.

"Yeah…y'could do that…" He groaned as I teased him, lifting his hips towards me.

"How long d'we have…?" I asked, nibbling softly at his neck.

"Got no clue what time it is…"

"'s second period…" I told him, kissing softly at his neck.

"Kinda figured I'd missed first…" he laughed, tilting his head to give me more room at his neck. "S'pose I should try an' clean up my hand some 'fore third, but…got until then?"

"Mmh…think I like the idea…" I moaned against his neck, biting a little harder at his neck, tongue flicking across the skin. "C'd rub you off now…'f you wanna…"

He growled when I bit his neck harder.

"Yeah…take my mind offa my hand…"

"Maybe leave ya a lovebite..?" I laugh against his skin. "An' then give you another one after school…?"

"God…sounds good…" he groaned.

My hand started stroking lightly at him as I suck harder at his neck.

"Think that hand c'd move inside th' pants…?" He groaned, lifting his hips towards me.

I manage to undo his beltbuckle and his pants without pulling away from his neck, my hands teasing him.

"Love you…" I murmured.

"Love you, too, ruca…" He groaned a little louder as my hand stroked him, teasing his head with my thumb. "Christ…" He grunted as he bit at his bottom lip.

"That good, huh…?" I teased softly, my thumb moving faster against his head as i bite down on his skin again.

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Dom's POV

"Love you touching me…" I groaned, feeling my orgasm quickly approaching.

"Yeah…? Like touchin' you…making you feel like this…" she told me, licking a trail from my collarbone up to the lobe of my ear as her hand continued stroking me.

I groaned, turning towards her and kissed her roughly, my hips thrusting against her hand.

"Wanna come in my hand, papi..?" she murmured, teasing the roof of my mouth with her tongue.

I grunted again, nodding, mouth still against hers.

"Pretty damn close, ruca…"

"Maybe I oughta give you a blow job in the driver's seat…" she purred against my lips.

"Oh…goddamn…" I grunted, kissing her harder. She moaned again.

"Maybe even leave a hickey on y'r thigh while 'm down there…?"

"Yeah…" I grunted harder this time, coming hard and fast into her hand.