~Letty's POV~
After it gets pretty dark, people start to trickle away from the barbecue.
Dom goes upstairs, probably knowing I won't be far behind. He predicts
correctly, and after I help Mia start the dishes (she needs someone to
help, and the guys aren't looking like they will) I go upstairs.
"Hey," I softly say, opening the door to our room.
"Hey." he replies in his raspy voice, smiling a little from his position in the chair by the window. "Guess what? Jess just got himself a maybe-date with that girl, Gin."
"Good for Jess. He needs a love other than cars"
"He'll never get one as good as I've got."
I smile at him and walk over to the chair. "Oh yeah?" I ask coyly, as I sit on his lap, my back to him. He wraps his arm around me and his chin is on my shoulder.
"Yeah." He replies, kissing my neck.
I turn around to face him, switching my position so now I'm straddling him. Our heads come together, almost violently, in a passionate kiss. Our tongues pause, not meeting, but then they find each other and dance together, almost delicately. The kiss goes from rough to gentle, still with the same amount of passion. I rub my hands around his head and to the back of his neck.
We pull back for air and just stare at each other. I am completely in love with this man. He stands and I slide off of his lap, still staring. His eyes are so soulful; I could stare at him for hours. He suddenly takes my face in his hands and kisses me again. My hands rest on his hips, pulling him nearer to me, and then his stomach, as our tongues find each other once again. He picks me up gently by the waist and carries me to the bed.
He sits down on the smooth dark sheets and, my knees bent under me, I straddle him again. We continue our kiss and I pull him closer. Then he breaks away, and tugs at the end of my shirt, pulling it over my head. He unfastens my jeans and slides them off my legs, leaving me in only my lacy purple bra and bikini. Dom tries to pull me into another embrace, but I pull away, walking across the room. I know I'm killing him by the way he's eyeing me. Teasing him is too much fun.
"Letty," He growls. "Come here."
"I need a little incentive?" I smile.
He laughs and runs over to me, throws me over his shoulder and tosses me on the bed. Dom stands there panting over top of me, so I sit up and pull his wifebeater over his head. I rub my hands across his chest, sliding them down to his pants. He lies down next to me, as I roll over onto him....................
Next Morning:
I wake with Dom's arm around me, holding me close to him. I'm tucked into the curvature of his body. This is my favorite place to be, just lying here in the arms of Dom. I maneuver myself so I can see the clock, 8:00. Time to get up. I remove his arm and he stirs. Rubbing his bald head, I whisper in his ear. "Wake up sleepyhead. It's 8:00. Time to get up." He growls and pulls me in for a kiss. Stretching, I grab a towel and head to the bathroom down the hall. I take a quick shower, and Dom heads in after me. I pass Jesse in the hall and he's all smiles. I think I just heard him humming to himself. iWow, he must really like Gin/i. I go back into my room, put on a black bra and panties under a navy wifebeater and mechanic wash carpenter jeans, slipping on some martini boxers as an afterthought. I fasten my dog tag and cuffs quickly.
I begin to make my way downstairs and meet Mia in the kitchen. Pulling my still-damp hair into a braid, I sit down at the table and rub the sleep out of my eyes.
"Morning sunshine." She greets me cheerfully.
"Yeah, yeah. It's awful bright." I mumble. She hands me a glass of orange juice and I gulp it down, not realizing how thirsty I am.
"Hey Let," Mia asks in a funny tone.
"Huh?" I don't look up.
"Will you do me a big favor?"
"Sure, I guess."
"Can you work Toretto's for me today? Please?" She adds when I start to say no.
"Aww, Mia, I was just getting' the feel of that Civic and it's Saturday! Why can't you do it?"
"Cuz Dom wants me to do the garage orders and all the other stuff he hasn't gotten to. It's getting really backed up."
"Well, can't one of the guys do the store? Leon maybe?" I think about this for a moment. "No, yeah I guess I'll do it. But you owe me!"
"Thanks." Mia gives me a hug. " Open it at about 9:00, would ya? I've got to go to the garage now and get started on this paperwork."
She leaves and I pour out some cereal for myself. I gulp down about half a bowl of Special K, and decide to head to Toretto's early. I hop in my 240- SX and cruise overI open the metal cage and then the sliding doors, hopping overtop of the counter and hitting the light switch. What to do, what to do? I spy a stack of car magazines in the back room, and head over to find out of Dom picked up the latest issue of Road and Track. I'm trying to decide whether to just bring the whole stack to the front, when I hear the front bell ring.
"Mia?" I hear a voice ring out.
"No, she's not working today." I reply, walking to the front. To my surprise it's Gin. "Hey girl, What's shakin'?"
"Not much, Letty." She smiles at me. She has amazing cheekbones. If she were a couple inches taller, she could be a model. "I just wanted to know if Mia wanted to come swimming with me or something. Maybe you do?"
"Sorry I can't. Mia somehow convinced me to work the store for her today. You can find her at DT downtown. She's working for Dom today, getting all the paperwork filed away."
"Ahh, well ok. I won't bother her then. Since I'm here though, ya think I could grab a water?"
"Sure, sure. In the back case. Stay a while. I don't have anything to do Iall/I day."
"Ok, I don't really have anywhere to be today, until tonight. My dad's hosting this swank party, for completely airhead, rich people he works with. The only purpose is to get drunk and to talk about each other behind their backs. This is my one obligation though. He makes me go every year. It's a small price to pay to be free the other 364 days of the year, and at least there's an open bar." She smiles and rolls her eyes. "God, I'd rather have your life. Or Mia's life, or Jesse's life, anybody's! Just not my own!" She sighs. "Sorry I'm complaining."
"That's ok. It's just your life sounds pretty interesting. Tell me about it. I need some excitement cuz today's gonna be reaaaaalllly long without any."
"Umm, ok." She says, quieting a bit. II wonder why/I. "What do you want to know?"
"I don't know, start from the beginning. Where you grew up, family, what you're into. All that stuff. You seem like a girl with a really interesting life, and I wanna know." I feel like I'm prying a bit, but I can't help myself. Curiousity killed the cat, yes, but it still had 8 more lives!
" Well ....ok." She relents. "U-" Gin's cell phone rings. "Yeah?" She says. "Oh yeah Jack...Yeah, well don't worry, it won't be that bad....Oh..What?....Are you that bad?...Shit, sorry. Of course you are...Well, yeah it's ok..What else can I do?....Sure.....No, don't worry....Yeah, I'll survive.....See ya Monday, maybe?....ok...yeah....adios hermano." She sighs.
"What was that?"
"My friend Jack. He's got strep throat. He was going to be my 'date' to tonight's 'gala.' I'd ask Tristan, but I know he's away for the weekend, and his very possessive gf might get the wrong idea. Arghh."
"That sucks."
"Well, wait a minute. Maybe one of your friends would like to go. I know Dom and Brian are attached to you chicas bonitas, but maybe one of the other guys would come? No pressure, just as friends and all. I know I don't know you guys well at all, but I'll get shit from my dad and all the snobby, shit-faced ladies that go if I don't bring a date of some sort."
Ihaha This is perfect for Jess/I "Actually, I think one of them would definitely go." I smile, but try not to give too much away.
"That's great! Oh, god, now this is going to sound so wrong, but trust me, my dad will bring it up. It's the whole muscley, garage-guy, tattoo-style he's got a problem with. I know these guys are sweethearts, but he's completely stuck-up and likes guys only 'from the finest families,' whatever that means. They'd have to kind of clean up a little. My god, I can't believe im asking you this!" she blushes. "I'm being so invasive and pushy! I'm so sorry! Here, just forget the whole thing."
"No, no, don't worry. We'll deal with it. And I happen to know a certain guy named Jesse would flip to go with you. Don't tell him I told you though, or I might turn up sleepin' with the fishes!" I laugh. She does too. "He probably has a shirt, coat, and tie somewhere in the way back of his closet."
"Great! Where is he? I'll go ask him. If he says no, I'm going to kill you!" She lightly punches my shoulder, then turns around and drives off to go ask Jesse.
"Hey," I softly say, opening the door to our room.
"Hey." he replies in his raspy voice, smiling a little from his position in the chair by the window. "Guess what? Jess just got himself a maybe-date with that girl, Gin."
"Good for Jess. He needs a love other than cars"
"He'll never get one as good as I've got."
I smile at him and walk over to the chair. "Oh yeah?" I ask coyly, as I sit on his lap, my back to him. He wraps his arm around me and his chin is on my shoulder.
"Yeah." He replies, kissing my neck.
I turn around to face him, switching my position so now I'm straddling him. Our heads come together, almost violently, in a passionate kiss. Our tongues pause, not meeting, but then they find each other and dance together, almost delicately. The kiss goes from rough to gentle, still with the same amount of passion. I rub my hands around his head and to the back of his neck.
We pull back for air and just stare at each other. I am completely in love with this man. He stands and I slide off of his lap, still staring. His eyes are so soulful; I could stare at him for hours. He suddenly takes my face in his hands and kisses me again. My hands rest on his hips, pulling him nearer to me, and then his stomach, as our tongues find each other once again. He picks me up gently by the waist and carries me to the bed.
He sits down on the smooth dark sheets and, my knees bent under me, I straddle him again. We continue our kiss and I pull him closer. Then he breaks away, and tugs at the end of my shirt, pulling it over my head. He unfastens my jeans and slides them off my legs, leaving me in only my lacy purple bra and bikini. Dom tries to pull me into another embrace, but I pull away, walking across the room. I know I'm killing him by the way he's eyeing me. Teasing him is too much fun.
"Letty," He growls. "Come here."
"I need a little incentive?" I smile.
He laughs and runs over to me, throws me over his shoulder and tosses me on the bed. Dom stands there panting over top of me, so I sit up and pull his wifebeater over his head. I rub my hands across his chest, sliding them down to his pants. He lies down next to me, as I roll over onto him....................
Next Morning:
I wake with Dom's arm around me, holding me close to him. I'm tucked into the curvature of his body. This is my favorite place to be, just lying here in the arms of Dom. I maneuver myself so I can see the clock, 8:00. Time to get up. I remove his arm and he stirs. Rubbing his bald head, I whisper in his ear. "Wake up sleepyhead. It's 8:00. Time to get up." He growls and pulls me in for a kiss. Stretching, I grab a towel and head to the bathroom down the hall. I take a quick shower, and Dom heads in after me. I pass Jesse in the hall and he's all smiles. I think I just heard him humming to himself. iWow, he must really like Gin/i. I go back into my room, put on a black bra and panties under a navy wifebeater and mechanic wash carpenter jeans, slipping on some martini boxers as an afterthought. I fasten my dog tag and cuffs quickly.
I begin to make my way downstairs and meet Mia in the kitchen. Pulling my still-damp hair into a braid, I sit down at the table and rub the sleep out of my eyes.
"Morning sunshine." She greets me cheerfully.
"Yeah, yeah. It's awful bright." I mumble. She hands me a glass of orange juice and I gulp it down, not realizing how thirsty I am.
"Hey Let," Mia asks in a funny tone.
"Huh?" I don't look up.
"Will you do me a big favor?"
"Sure, I guess."
"Can you work Toretto's for me today? Please?" She adds when I start to say no.
"Aww, Mia, I was just getting' the feel of that Civic and it's Saturday! Why can't you do it?"
"Cuz Dom wants me to do the garage orders and all the other stuff he hasn't gotten to. It's getting really backed up."
"Well, can't one of the guys do the store? Leon maybe?" I think about this for a moment. "No, yeah I guess I'll do it. But you owe me!"
"Thanks." Mia gives me a hug. " Open it at about 9:00, would ya? I've got to go to the garage now and get started on this paperwork."
She leaves and I pour out some cereal for myself. I gulp down about half a bowl of Special K, and decide to head to Toretto's early. I hop in my 240- SX and cruise overI open the metal cage and then the sliding doors, hopping overtop of the counter and hitting the light switch. What to do, what to do? I spy a stack of car magazines in the back room, and head over to find out of Dom picked up the latest issue of Road and Track. I'm trying to decide whether to just bring the whole stack to the front, when I hear the front bell ring.
"Mia?" I hear a voice ring out.
"No, she's not working today." I reply, walking to the front. To my surprise it's Gin. "Hey girl, What's shakin'?"
"Not much, Letty." She smiles at me. She has amazing cheekbones. If she were a couple inches taller, she could be a model. "I just wanted to know if Mia wanted to come swimming with me or something. Maybe you do?"
"Sorry I can't. Mia somehow convinced me to work the store for her today. You can find her at DT downtown. She's working for Dom today, getting all the paperwork filed away."
"Ahh, well ok. I won't bother her then. Since I'm here though, ya think I could grab a water?"
"Sure, sure. In the back case. Stay a while. I don't have anything to do Iall/I day."
"Ok, I don't really have anywhere to be today, until tonight. My dad's hosting this swank party, for completely airhead, rich people he works with. The only purpose is to get drunk and to talk about each other behind their backs. This is my one obligation though. He makes me go every year. It's a small price to pay to be free the other 364 days of the year, and at least there's an open bar." She smiles and rolls her eyes. "God, I'd rather have your life. Or Mia's life, or Jesse's life, anybody's! Just not my own!" She sighs. "Sorry I'm complaining."
"That's ok. It's just your life sounds pretty interesting. Tell me about it. I need some excitement cuz today's gonna be reaaaaalllly long without any."
"Umm, ok." She says, quieting a bit. II wonder why/I. "What do you want to know?"
"I don't know, start from the beginning. Where you grew up, family, what you're into. All that stuff. You seem like a girl with a really interesting life, and I wanna know." I feel like I'm prying a bit, but I can't help myself. Curiousity killed the cat, yes, but it still had 8 more lives!
" Well ....ok." She relents. "U-" Gin's cell phone rings. "Yeah?" She says. "Oh yeah Jack...Yeah, well don't worry, it won't be that bad....Oh..What?....Are you that bad?...Shit, sorry. Of course you are...Well, yeah it's ok..What else can I do?....Sure.....No, don't worry....Yeah, I'll survive.....See ya Monday, maybe?....ok...yeah....adios hermano." She sighs.
"What was that?"
"My friend Jack. He's got strep throat. He was going to be my 'date' to tonight's 'gala.' I'd ask Tristan, but I know he's away for the weekend, and his very possessive gf might get the wrong idea. Arghh."
"That sucks."
"Well, wait a minute. Maybe one of your friends would like to go. I know Dom and Brian are attached to you chicas bonitas, but maybe one of the other guys would come? No pressure, just as friends and all. I know I don't know you guys well at all, but I'll get shit from my dad and all the snobby, shit-faced ladies that go if I don't bring a date of some sort."
Ihaha This is perfect for Jess/I "Actually, I think one of them would definitely go." I smile, but try not to give too much away.
"That's great! Oh, god, now this is going to sound so wrong, but trust me, my dad will bring it up. It's the whole muscley, garage-guy, tattoo-style he's got a problem with. I know these guys are sweethearts, but he's completely stuck-up and likes guys only 'from the finest families,' whatever that means. They'd have to kind of clean up a little. My god, I can't believe im asking you this!" she blushes. "I'm being so invasive and pushy! I'm so sorry! Here, just forget the whole thing."
"No, no, don't worry. We'll deal with it. And I happen to know a certain guy named Jesse would flip to go with you. Don't tell him I told you though, or I might turn up sleepin' with the fishes!" I laugh. She does too. "He probably has a shirt, coat, and tie somewhere in the way back of his closet."
"Great! Where is he? I'll go ask him. If he says no, I'm going to kill you!" She lightly punches my shoulder, then turns around and drives off to go ask Jesse.