"So that's it? Just like that?" Mia asked.
"Yeah…it blew me away, too. I'm still confused by it, but hey, I'm not complaining! One less person to watch out for." Ashley replied.
She was still thinking about her encounter with Letty earlier that day. It almost seemed like it wasn't real. It was definitely not in Letty's character to be so…well, nice.
Dom and the boys were gone. They had set out on a run to pick up some junked cars to rebuild. They had left several hours ago and still hadn't returned.
"Dom will be glad to hear that, I'm sure." Mia continued.
By that time, the front door opened up, and there stood Dom with a huge grin.
"Ash! Come outside, quick!!!" he told her excitedly.
Ashley looked at him for a minute.
"COME ON!!!" he kept insisting. "Hurry!!!"
The girls laughed at his childish exuberance. "C'mon Mia, let's go see what the hell he is so jittery about."
They followed Dom outside and saw Leon, Vince, Jesse, and Brian all standing around the back of the flatbed truck they used to haul in cars. There was obviously a car on it, but it was covered with a blue tarp.
"Ok…are you ready for this?" Dom asked.
"Yeah yeah Dom, just show us already!" Ashley answered.
"Ok boys…pull it!" he demanded.
The four grabbed the end of the tarp and slowly started to peel it back. Ashley's eyes grew in excitement when the car was finally revealed. It was a luminescent metallic blue, 1967 hard top Pontiac GTO. She ran full speed up to the car as they popped the hood. Underneath, she found a chromed-out, spotless, fuel-injected 455 engine. Her jaw dropped. As she walked around the car, she slowly ran her fingers along the paint job from the hood to the trunk, hearing it squeak as she moved.
Dom stood, smiling as he saw her reaction to the car. He waited for her to speak…everyone did. They all watched her intently, the guys chuckling and looking around at each other. She gave the response that they all had expected.
"Dominic…it's…it's AMAZING!" she said, staggered by its beauty. "Where did you find it?"
"Well, remember the other day when you came to the garage at lunch and you were wondering why I had my nose stuck in the fucking paper? I was reading ads for cars and found this one in there. We had to drive 3 ½ hours to pick it up." He explained. "It's in perfect condition…it was a "Sunday" car, never really been driven."
"Yo Ash," Jesse called. "Um…you know how you used to gush and go on all the time about wanting a fucking GTO? Well, thanks to us, you got one."
Ashley froze. "What? Are you serious? This is mine?" she asked elatedly.
Dom crossed his arms over his huge chest and nodded. "Give her the keys V!" he commanded.
Vince tossed the keys gently to her. As she caught them, she could only stare at them, still not believing it was hers.
"What are you waiting for girl? GET IN!" Mia insisted.
Ashley quickly glided to the door and opened it. Dom just kept smiling.
"Go ahead, baby." He said.
She slowly climbed into the driver's seat, rubbing her hands along the dash.
"Dom, I think you've definitely made it up to her. You are guaranteed pussy until the day you die." Vince joked.
Dom laughed and walked over and got in the car with Ashley.
"Go ahead…start it up." He urged.
Ashley pushed the key into the ignition and lightly pressed in the gas pedal as she cranked the key. Her favorite sound echoed through the late evening air. The gentle purring of a classic engine. She finally closed her door and looked over to Dominic.
"Come on, lets take a ride." He grinned.
They had been driving for about 10 minutes when Ashley finally spoke.
"Today has been one of the weirdest, but greatest days of my life. At least since I moved out here."
"What do you mean by 'the weirdest'?" Dom asked, raising his eyebrow.
"Letty. She came by work today." Ashley began.
"Oh fuck. What the hell has she done now?" Dom put his elbow on the door handle and rested his fist against his mouth, staring out the window.
"For once, nothing bad."
He quickly turned his head to her. "Oh?"
"Yeah. She actually came clean about everything and apologized to me…and just like that. I guess we're cool with each other finally. It's just something I didn't expect at all. Just like this car. Fuck, Dom. I don't deserve this car. I almost feel bad having it."
He laughed. "I know how much you wanted this car. You wanted it as bad as I want you."
"Are you coming on to me, Mr. Toretto?" she laughed.
"Why don't you pull over and find out?"
Laughing hard, "Are you serious?" she asked.
"Completely." He said with a stern look on his face.
They soon came to a tiny dirt road that veered off down a path of trees, leading miles off of the main highway. Ashley turned and drove about 2 miles down it before finding an opening at the end. Down over the hill from where the road abruptly ended, there was an opening in the trees with nothing but ocean as far as the eye could see. They ground to a halt and quickly turned out the headlights. Both climbed from the car, walking around to the top of the drop-off.
Dom leaned against the front of the car and motioned for Ashley to come to him. She stood in front of him, gently leaning back against his firm body. She rested her head on his chest as his sturdy arms enclosed around her tightly.
The stars were bright that night and the moon's reflection was glaring off the water. Not a sound was heard, only the soft breathing between the two.
"Amazing how the world all changes in just a day, isn't it?" Ashley asked.
Dom kissed her ear softly and smiled. "Yeah, it is."
He slipped his arms away from her and gently began stroking her hips with the palm of his hands. Her hair softly brushed against his face, coaxing him to press his head closer to the back of hers. She could feel the air pushing from his mouth against the nape of her neck and it made her smile.
Suddenly, she turned around to face him. Grabbing the hem of his tank top, she slowly pushed it up just enough to expose an inch or two of his solid stomach. The warmth of his skin was felt on the tips of her fingers. He reached to the belt loops of her jeans, hooking his fingers in one on each side. Trying in vain to pull her closer to him, she resisted. She put her head down and looked up at him seductively, gliding her eyelashes open gradually.
She lowered herself down on her knees in front of him like he was a golden idol. Roughly, she tugged at the top of his jeans, her eyes never leaving his. She slid her right hand up his thigh, squeezing its mass in her hand, making its way to the button. With one swift tug, his pants were unbuttoned and unzipped. She noticed his cock was already begging for her touch. As if he had mind control, his pants suddenly sank off his hips, around his ankles. Now, only a thin piece of material was standing between them.
Ashley pushed her head forward and grabbed his boxers in her teeth, pulling at the elastic, and suddenly letting go with an effective snapping noise. The two grinned at one another. Her hands roamed all over his lower body, finally slipping his boxers down to once again join his jeans. She extended her tongue out as far as she could reach and leaned in to touch the head of his cock. He tensed at the sensation, causing his erection to shift slightly. She teasingly slid her lips and tongue about his cock, knowing he was dying for her to take it into her warm, wet mouth.
Grabbing the shaft firmly in her hand, she began sucking and licking his entire length. Passionate whines began to fall from his mouth. Moving in one motion, sliding her hand up as she pulled her mouth to the tip, and pushing her hand back down as she slid him back into her mouth with a concentrated suction. His knees began to quiver and she could feel the head of his cock swelling, ready for release.
Swept up by emotion he pulled away, wanting to bend her over and fuck her right there. All she could do was smile bashfully and shake her head.
"No no Dominic…" she said captivatingly. "We'll finish this at home."