AN: I don't own any of the TFATF characters. I do own any other characters mentioned and the story written.

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Ae1102 – Short and sweet thanks hope you enjoy this one!

Vinces-Girl – It's not the end – you've given me the encouragement to continue and I have many ideas.

Anadry – Indeed Dom and Chris are back together – even more so in this chapter lol.

Nikki2513 – Vince took it like the man that he is. Baby names are an issue but I'm sure I'll find the perfect one. Nicole huh…you didn't happen to review twice on chapter 23 huh?

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Game, Set & Match

"It's Dom. I need you to stay out for today." Dom stared at Chris asleep on the couch keeping a low tone as not avoid waking her.

"Dawg it's 5am, we're on our way back, we just got some chow." Leon was tired and saw Letty stir in her sleep in the passenger side.

"Look I need this; just go to a hotel and I'll foot the bill." Dom became annoyed purely based out of his own frustration concerning Chris.

"Aight dawg. See ya tonight."

"Tomorrow." Dom demanded before shutting his cell phone and made his way over to Chris, trying his best to manoeuvre himself behind her, spooning and drawing her closer with his arm around her waist instantly falling asleep.

Dom woke a few hours later only to find Chris gone, no longer within his grasp. Stretching his aching muscles induced by the confines of the minimal space on the couch Dom checked the kitchen for Chris, his attention drawn to a plate of pancakes with maple syrup and a note next to the serving.

Eat up baby! You're gonna need your strength.

– X –

Here we go! Dom grinned at the implications of the note, sat himself down to eat and savoured the sweet taste of the maple syrup and the pancakes she had made; stuffed, curiosity got the better of him, reaching upstairs the familiar sound of the shower running drew his attention to the door slightly ajar. Open, 'specially for me.

In between the sensation of the hot shower, the noise of the running water and the smell of body wash bombarding her senses, Chris' thoughts of Dom were cut short when she heard the door creak open and knew by the large silhouette in the door frame, it was time to end the game. She avoided him approaching and finished cleaning off the soap from her body.

Dom slowly stalked to the shower door removing his t-shirt relishing in the excitement bubbling up. The smell of mango and coconut assaulted Dom's nose filling him with every sensation he felt on Saturday night. He gradually slid open the shower door, his gaze running up from her legs, her thighs, her stomach, her breasts and finally met Chris' glinting eyes. He breathed deep at the prospect of him being able to touch and taste her again, his mouth dry at the sight of Chris' naked body; a body he hadn't fully seen for months but had been tortured with by Chris wearing small wife beater's and low riding jeans.

"You want help?" Dom grinned slyly not breaking eye contact as he unzipped and unbuttoned his jeans letting them fall to the tiled floor. Chris' breath hitched; she hadn't seen him in months and reminded herself of the fact that Dom was once again going to be hers and be the alpha male.

"Have I ever needed your help taking a shower?" Chris broke eye contact rubbing the foam from her arms when Dom advanced to join her. "You put one foot in this shower and you won't be getting anything." Chris warned sensing Dom's body close to her own; Dom scowled not quite sure whether or not she was joking.

"One kiss baby." Dom placed his hands on either side of the shower leaning towards Chris and was granted his request when she stepped forward from underneath the sputtering water and licked his lower lip sucking on it before pushing him back and sliding the door closed. Dom groaned and slammed his fists down against the wall. Alright, baby you can have control…for now. Dom reluctantly walked away allowing Chris to continue her shower; taking a towel with him to cover himself up.

Dom drove himself crazy pacing around his room waiting for Chris, occasionally faltering and peeking from his bedroom door to see whether she was finished. He closed his door when he heard the shower turn off. Come on!

Entering her bedroom Chris didn't find Dom as she expected. You're in you're own room so I can come to you. Well played baby. Chris dried her hair and dressed; jeans, a wife beater and black underwear; he was going to work for what he wanted, unwrapping a present.

Dom heard Chris next door and after twenty minutes he was ready to lose this round of their ongoing game and go get her when his attention was drawn to his door opening. Chris walked in, locked the door and sauntered over to him at the edge of the bed. "I thought we took care of these." He grinned up at her and hooked his finger onto her jeans.

"I did…now it's your turn." Chris retorted and lifted her arms removing her wife beater; she didn't have time for him to undress her, she'd help him a little – gets the process going.

"Come here." He pulled her to him his face level with her stomach as he placed a soft kiss on her lower abdomen, sending the first of many sparks through Chris' loins. Take care of these first. He went straight for unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans letting them fall to the ground, his gasp letting her know he was taking his time to absorb her and the way she looked.

Chris held onto the back of his neck and gently caressed his head; Dom's mouth became dry and his breathing became faster. He slowly ran his hands from the back of her knees up to her thighs and finally rested on her hips, his fingers gripping so hard she was sure there would be marks left. He glided his hands to her ass and groped at it grunting at the feel of her. Definitely missed the ass. He pulled her to him, her knees knocking the edge of the bed between his legs.

His hands roamed from her ass to her stomach and up to grope at her breasts, every touch evoking moans and whimpers from Chris; she didn't want to allow them, didn't want him knowing what power he had over her but she was helpless. Little did she know that every moan and whimper made Dom weaker and that she inadvertently had the power over him.

His kisses to her stomach and ribs were excruciatingly slow and teasing along with those left on her lower abdomen and finally he plunged his tongue into her naval, Chris tingled in surprise and her breathing increased in anticipation. Dom's hands made their way up to her breasts but avoided them swiftly pulling her down to straddle him. His calloused hands journeyed up her back as he delved hungrily into her mouth, sending shivers up and down Chris' spine. She was losing control and fast.

"You taste sweet." Chris pulled away from the kiss and sucked on her bottom lip.

"Those pancakes you made me." Dom smiled knowing that his erection was pressing into her already soaked boy shorts and coupled with Dom running his tongue up the valley of her breasts still confined by her bra, she moaned at the sensation.

"Stop." Was the word from Chris as he reached to unclasp her bra. Chris' tone was a highly authoritative without her meaning it to be; Dom stopped immediately and searched her eyes for answers. Raising herself from his lap Dom desperately clutched onto her hips. I'm not going anywhere baby. Almost dancing Chris climbed onto the bed behind Dom, keeping her hand on his shoulder maintaining contact as he remained in his position and felt her move behind him.

"What are you doing?" Dom's voice was husky and had an urgency which amused Chris.

"Patience baby." She mimicked the very words he had said to her during their first encounter and unclasped her bra and removed her panties; she threw the pieces of cloth over his head for them to land in front of him. Dom bit his lip knowing she was naked behind him and he wanted to see her. He closed his eyes waiting for her to do what she wanted. Chris ran her cold hands up his back from the lowest part reachable; his muscles tensed at the cool sensation; her hands caressed over his shoulders to his chest, pressing her breasts against his back Dom grunted and attempted turning to face her. "Be a good boy."

"I'm anything but a boy." Dom chuckled, a deep rumbling vibrating through Chris' chest. She lightly grazed her nails over his chest to his back placing hard purposeful kisses on the back of his neck making him shudder in response. She continued her kisses over his shoulders and sucked at his earlobe.

"Fuck me baby." Chris whispered into his ear, her words almost sending him over the edge. With one swift movement Dom was on top of her resting between her legs, the towel still suppressing his desire. That's my boy.

"What did you want me to do?" Say it again baby. Dom lowered his head to her nipples and took turns in sucking on each coaxing them into hard round buds, every suck sending jolts to Chris' pussy – a message or forewarning as to what was about to happen.

"Fuck me." Chris massaged his head as he lowered it to her stomach. You've won! Now fuck me already.

"What?" Told you you'd beg baby.

"Fuck me, nail me, screw me; you need more of an invitation!?" Chris yelled which only encouraged Dom to continue his slow torture, his evil-like chuckle only adding to her frustration; Chris released a groan as he caressed her inner thigh with circular motions up to her folds, never quite reaching them. Ask me again and I'll make myself feel good.

"Say it again baby." Dom closed his eyes and left a trail of kisses going up from her knee to her inner thigh his cheek grazing her sensitive folds, his attention drawn back by Chris moving her hand to her aching nub and slowly massaging herself. "Behave." He slapped away her hand and bit down on her thigh earning him a sexy frustrated growl from her. That's my job. Now say it one more time baby.

"Dominic…" Chris swallowed the growing lump in her throat. "Fuck." She pants as he kisses her stomach. "Me." Another kiss on her torso. "Now." Another pant as he reaches her neck. "Fuck me senseless." The words a whispered pleading rush into his ear; her frustration showed as she bucked up to him and suddenly felt his weight had been lifted from her. He kneeled to remove his towel and again lowered himself between her legs, her moistness rubbing off on his lower stomach. Finally you fuckin' lose the towel.

"Well…?" Dom gripped his cock and ran it over her wet pussy teasing her as her muscles tensed and her breath quickened, his cock poised at the opening. Come on baby, I want you more than you want me.

"Well what!?" Chris snapped and saw the childish grin on his face. "If I have to tell you to fuck me ag…" Chris' words turned into a long loud moan as Dom thrust into her without warning making her take him fully. Her walls clenched trying to adapt to the new sensation as her nails dug into his back inciting a roar of pain and pleasure from Dom.

"This what you want?" His thrusts were slow holding back the primal instinct to take her and make her his, marking his territory and wanting to make sure that she never left him again. Dom's hungry kisses to her mouth and neck coincided with the rhythm of his thrusts, his deep slow thrusts pushing at her g-spot.

"Mmm…" Was all Chris could manage as she tried to come to terms and focus on all of the various sensations her body was screaming at her to register. Dom, never one to be able to resist her moans quickened his thrusts; her hands left Dom's back to clutch at the headboard, knuckles turning white at the intensity of the sphere of pleasure building within her core. Her want to feel good encouraged her to match Dom's own thrusts with her upward thrusts, building a rhythm together.

Her walls clenched as her muscles involuntarily gave in to Dom and allowed her body to react, to let go and feel. Every whimper and bite of Chris' lip told him what he wanted to know; she was close and his hands bruised her ass as he groped trying to drive deeper.

"Holy shit." Dom said in a whispered rush, his breath against her neck. "This is what I've been waiting for baby." His mouth left a wet trail from her neck to her breast; sucking at her nipple only adding to the bombardment of feelings. Without warning, every sensation built up during their time together erupted and Chris' world collided with pleasure never before known – an otherworldly force of physical, mental and emotional bliss. Her eyes flickered with every emotion possible and Dom knew she was his.

"I can't…" Chris' intense explosion scared her and her words were unintentional.

"Yeah you can." Dom plugged her mouth, his tongue swirling within her mouth, drinking her. "Again." Come again baby. Dom's voice was husky with lust as he increased his speeds, pumping into her. Chris lifted her legs wrapping them around his waist until Dom placed one over his shoulder and thrust deeper, the depth almost painful to Chris until she felt the familiar flutter of another orgasm building within her.

"Again." Chris hesitated before confirming that she was yet again ready and he kissed her, watching her as her expressions told him she was there. His thrusts became harder; he was going to come before her and knew it. Dom overrode his natural instinct to come in order to please the woman he loved by lowering his hand between them to massage her swollen sensitive nub with his thumb progressing her inevitable climax. Chris' hand rose to pull Dom into a kiss but he grabbed it, pushing it down into the bed above her head, painfully clutching at her wrist supporting his weight, the pain triggering Chris to explode; her come drenching his cock and dripping to the black covers. "Dominic!"

"Fuck!" Dom's release was immense; a mixture of pleasure and relief, his come mingling with hers as her walls squeezed every drop from him, as he collapsed on top of her panting into her neck. "I love you." A stifled mumble barely audible; a declaration to Chris.

"Dom, baby, you're crushing me." The first words spoken after minutes of the two lovers simply being with one another as Chris tried breathing under the weight of Dom. He took hold of her, not wanting to lose the closeness, not wanting to pull them apart and rolled her on top of him. "Tell me there's more."

"Hold up." Dom released a huge breath of air staring at Chris, a huge grin baring her teeth, absolute contentment etched on her face.

"I need a drink." Dom tried to protest but Chris was already half way downstairs, her actions from the bed to the stairs a complete blur to him.

Chris entered the kitchen naked; risky as the house was open to any of the team but she figured it'd be a quick stop for fuel, retrieving a bottled water from the fridge and closing the fridge door she walked into the rock hard mass that was Dom who swiftly took the bottle from her and placed it onto the counter top, his eyes flashing a warning that she was going to be at his mercy once again. Encircling her waist with his arm, he lifted her from the floor and she wrapped herself around his waist; his erection nuzzled between her thighs. The taste of cold sweat and Chris' body wash tantalised Dom's taste buds as he kissed the crook of her neck and collarbone.

"I need a drink." Chris reached for the bottle and was stopped by Dom.

"No you don't." Dom's rasping voice was torturous, which didn't disturb Chris once his hand cupped her sex testing her; seeing if she was ready for another round.

"Dom…" Chris' throat hurt from her screams and the dryness; a need for water evident.

"Trust me, there's a lot more." Dom growled in an authoritative tone referring to her desire for more in the bedroom, ignoring her need for hydration before lowering her onto the table; he thrust into her with such force the table moved.

Chris became annoyed at Dom not allowing her to take a breather and began fighting him, pushing him back as he tried to hug her upper body to him. This wasn't an emotion filled fuck, this was a pure satisfying their basic needs fuck, a selfish fuck. He pulled as she pushed still connected, he finally linked their mouths as Chris lost the battle of strengths and a sharp smack burnt her ass cheek; a punishment from Dom, which was matched by her digging her nails into his back and scratched from lower back to shoulders, happily submitting to Dom, losing the battle of wills.

He raised her from the table intent on going to his room, sucking at the vulnerable skin on her collar bone he backed her into the fridge and she cried out in pain of the handle bruising her back. Dom's constant thrusts into her ignoring her pain, lost in his own world, his ignorance only provoking Chris' aggressive nature, biting and scratching wherever she could.

His thrusts sent chills up and down her spine, the friction and sound of the fridge knocking against the wall with its contents clanging inside forced Chris to shut down her brain shuddering in orgasm, sharp contracting waves coursing through every nerve imaginable. He continued thrusting, her nails digging deep into his back, kissing her dry mouth and finally biting her lip in revelry of his own climax.

Both panting fighting for breath they stood stationary for a few minutes allowing their breathing to return to normal before Chris cupped his face with her hands and placed an adoring kiss on his lips deepened by Dom and as she pulled away she saw a small amount of blood smudged over his cheeks and covering her hands. Dom shot back to reality believing the blood to be hers from when he backed her into the fridge; he dropped her to her feet and swerved her around staring at her back, looking for any injuries, luckily finding her back to be without blood but not without a large bruise.

"Must be yours." She said as she turned him around to find that his back had welts and cuts bleeding from her scratches, she couldn't help but grin at her nasty work bathing in the glory that Dom wasn't the only one who could be sexually aggressive. I can play rough too.

"You're dangerous to be with." Fuckin' war. Dom said realising he was bleeding. Chris surveyed the kitchen and washed the blood from her hands.

"I'm sorry baby." Chris easily pulled Dom towards her from his unbalanced stance to tie her tongue to his in a passionate kiss, Dom's hand snaked into Chris' hair.

"Don't worry; you'll be making it up to me in a few minutes." His grip on her hair pulled her back from the kiss and Dom's words were spoken against her exposed neck.

"Letty and Leon will be home soon." Chris feigned caring; the way she felt the world could be crashing around them and she'd be happy.

"Taken care of baby. You have me until tomorrow." You're mine. Dom released her from his grasp and winked at her, a playful glimmer in his eyes.

"You took care of it all huh?" Chris chided as Dom surrounded her by placing his hands on either side of her head against the fridge and leaned in, his face inches from hers.

"I have months of pent up frustration, which is all your fault." Dom's tone was deep and formidable.

"Which I'm sure you'll make me pay for." Chris grinned like a Cheshire cat excited at the prospect as Dom's entire body made contact with her own.

"Uh huh." A payment you'll be happy to give. Dom leaned in for a kiss but was stopped.

"…but first I need to take care of your back." Chris slipped out underneath the confines of his arms knowing that if he kissed her they would be lost again. "…and this kitchen; Mia would not be happy." Chris laughed as she surveyed the kitchen and the mess they had made, luckily Mia wasn't there anymore.

"Way to ruin the mood Chris…talk 'bout my sister." Dom huffed as he placed a soft kiss on her shoulder from behind.

"I'll fix up here, you go take a shower." Chris turned and ushered Dom out.

"You gonna join me?" Dom asked stopping at the door way with a foolish grin on his face.

"I might. Now move your ass." Chris smacked him on the arm and Dom jogged upstairs. She cleaned up their fluids from the edge of the table – something Mia and any other person would definitely not approve of. Opening the fridge Chris saw the jars tumbled over and corrected them as well as replacing stray vegetables to the vegetable container. Finished she realised she was still naked and began shivering from the cold only accentuated by the sweat on her body. Walking towards the stairs her cell phone rang from her jacket pocket lying on the sofa. "Hello?"

"It's me." A familiar voice shattered Chris' joyous mood.

"What the fuck do you want?" This wasn't what she needed; a painstaking distraction from her day of perfection.

"I need you, I need your help." The usually cool, calm voice sounded beseeching.

"I'm busy." The last thing she needed now was to cause trouble by helping this person.

"Please." Chris looked upstairs and heard Dom still to be in the shower.

"Where are you?" She gave in with a regrettable puff of air leaving her lungs.

Copyright © JL69

Well, there you go! Dom and Chris finally got it on, I did have some inspiration for this chapter LOL…and now after writing it I'll be having a cold shower. Sorry to leave you with a cliffy! Enjoy and I want reviews…coming close to the 100 mark and I'll be damned if I don't get there.

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