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LETTY::: We fucked until we were both too tired to do anything other than sleep. I just couldn't get enough of him. I have been thinking for a long time about what word best describes him, and 'male' is the only thing that I think suits Dom perfectly. He is male perfection. Everything he does is filled with it, the way he speaks, the way he moves, the way he thinks, and even more so, the way he looks. If anyone ever accused Dom of not being male, then there must not be such thing as male, he really is the perfect example of the word.
I roll over to face him, and kiss his lips, they are still salty with sweat. He opens his eyes, awake now, and smiles. "Again?" he asked. I feel like laughing. Truth is, I'm still too tired to go again, but if he wanted to, I would, because I really don't think there is any way that I wouldn't love it.
"I think I'm addicted." I answer.
He rolls over onto his back, pulling me with him. "Good." He said, "I'd hate to be the only one."
I laugh a bit. "We keep this up, and I just might be fit by the time Mia and Tony get back." I say.
He kisses the top of my head. "I dunno, if we're not at it, or sleeping, you seem to wanna eat." He laughs.
"Hey, you were panting, I was just giving you an excuse to have a rest. Not everyone can have as much stamina as me!" I tease back.
"Oh yeah? You think I couldn't go again?" he asks, rolling over on top of me and pushing his erection into my belly.
I grin back, and trace my finger across his jaw. "I know you could, the question is, would it kill us?" I ask and laugh.
"We can find out?" Dom asked, his grin was slightly challenging. I seriously doubted that we would be able to survive yet another mind blowing fuck so I shook my head. Would I ever win against Dom?
"I'm not tired though," I say, sitting up in the bed.
Dom just rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling. He turned and looked at the childish car clock that hung on his wall. "Well, we have stayed in bed all day, it's 8:00, I think we've taken a little longer, wanna go out?" He reached his hand up and lightly stroked my back.
"Dom, I want you to take me to a race." I say, getting out of the bed and getting dressed in the mini leather skirt and tight green t-shirt I had worn at the party.
I turn and look down at him. "C'mon." I say.
He grins, "Let, you can't just say you want something and then expect to get it." He says, standing up and getting dressed himself.
"Yes I can. I'll c'ya downstairs. I'm gonna call Leon and ask him where the next race is and when, kay?"
Without waiting for an answer I walked out of the room and into the kitchen.
"Letty, you can't race!" he called out after me.
"You did!" I called back. If Dom and I are going to be partners in bed, then we sure as hell will be partners in our cars!
"Your lucky Letty girl." Leon's voice came back after I asked him about the next race.
"It's tonight, in bout an hour, Dom'll know where, tell him I'll get the team together. Wow, Letty, your gonna love it!" Leon hung up before I could say 'bye' and Dom walked into the room.
"Guess you'll wanna race mine?" Dom asked. He looked a bit wary, Dom hated other people driving his precious RX7.
"Hell no, I'm gonna drive the 240SX."
Dom's frown turns into a major grin, "The one you been workin' on? Letty, c'mon, ask nicely and I'll let you drive my baby." He said. God he was so cocky some times.
"You said my car was sweet!" I say.
"Yeah, but Letty, what's it got? Nothing."
Now it's my turn to grin, my turn to be cocky.
"So you don't know everything that goes on in the garage. Tony bought me a double shot of NOS and helped me connect it to the intake, and obviously the best intercooler to match. Not that I'll need 'em."
Dom actually looks proud, "Yeah? Well whatcha gonna bet with?" he asks
"My pink slips."
"Letty,"
"Dom, if I can't race with her and win, I don't deserve her."
DOM::: Fuck Letty has balls! She stands up to me in a way not even Mia would. And she's so damn sure of herself. But then, a racer has to be confidant. No racer goes into a race unless they know that they are going to win. Problem is, only one of those racers ever wins.
As soon as Letty gets out of the silver 240SX and the crowd of people surround her, I know that she belongs here. I know that she has to win this race.
After introductions are made, the racers come up to Dom, "You racing tonight?" Edwin asks.
"Nah, Letty's going for me." I say. I try to make it sound like I'm not worried, Letty would hate it if anyone thought that I thought she wouldn't win.
"I've been waiting to race her since last year when I saw her doing track runs with Tony, she's got a heavy foot. But she'll do fine, she learnt from the best." Edwin slapped Dom on the back. It was his way of saying that he understood that Dom had doubts, but that he thought she'd do fine.
"Too bad you ain't racing tonight ese," Hector said to Edwin, coming up behind us.
"Yeah yeah, too bad my homey, at least with me Letty woulda had a challenge." Edwin laughs and Hector rolls his eyes.
He points to a short blonde chick standing by a Nissan Skyline, "Your girls not the only one racing tonight, she asked me to put in her $10 000 ese, and heres mine, it's just the three of us tonight.
As Hector walks off, Letty comes up to me.
"Smoke em'" I say and pull her into my arms for a kiss.
LETTY::: We fucked until we were both too tired to do anything other than sleep. I just couldn't get enough of him. I have been thinking for a long time about what word best describes him, and 'male' is the only thing that I think suits Dom perfectly. He is male perfection. Everything he does is filled with it, the way he speaks, the way he moves, the way he thinks, and even more so, the way he looks. If anyone ever accused Dom of not being male, then there must not be such thing as male, he really is the perfect example of the word.
I roll over to face him, and kiss his lips, they are still salty with sweat. He opens his eyes, awake now, and smiles. "Again?" he asked. I feel like laughing. Truth is, I'm still too tired to go again, but if he wanted to, I would, because I really don't think there is any way that I wouldn't love it.
"I think I'm addicted." I answer.
He rolls over onto his back, pulling me with him. "Good." He said, "I'd hate to be the only one."
I laugh a bit. "We keep this up, and I just might be fit by the time Mia and Tony get back." I say.
He kisses the top of my head. "I dunno, if we're not at it, or sleeping, you seem to wanna eat." He laughs.
"Hey, you were panting, I was just giving you an excuse to have a rest. Not everyone can have as much stamina as me!" I tease back.
"Oh yeah? You think I couldn't go again?" he asks, rolling over on top of me and pushing his erection into my belly.
I grin back, and trace my finger across his jaw. "I know you could, the question is, would it kill us?" I ask and laugh.
"We can find out?" Dom asked, his grin was slightly challenging. I seriously doubted that we would be able to survive yet another mind blowing fuck so I shook my head. Would I ever win against Dom?
"I'm not tired though," I say, sitting up in the bed.
Dom just rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling. He turned and looked at the childish car clock that hung on his wall. "Well, we have stayed in bed all day, it's 8:00, I think we've taken a little longer, wanna go out?" He reached his hand up and lightly stroked my back.
"Dom, I want you to take me to a race." I say, getting out of the bed and getting dressed in the mini leather skirt and tight green t-shirt I had worn at the party.
I turn and look down at him. "C'mon." I say.
He grins, "Let, you can't just say you want something and then expect to get it." He says, standing up and getting dressed himself.
"Yes I can. I'll c'ya downstairs. I'm gonna call Leon and ask him where the next race is and when, kay?"
Without waiting for an answer I walked out of the room and into the kitchen.
"Letty, you can't race!" he called out after me.
"You did!" I called back. If Dom and I are going to be partners in bed, then we sure as hell will be partners in our cars!
"Your lucky Letty girl." Leon's voice came back after I asked him about the next race.
"It's tonight, in bout an hour, Dom'll know where, tell him I'll get the team together. Wow, Letty, your gonna love it!" Leon hung up before I could say 'bye' and Dom walked into the room.
"Guess you'll wanna race mine?" Dom asked. He looked a bit wary, Dom hated other people driving his precious RX7.
"Hell no, I'm gonna drive the 240SX."
Dom's frown turns into a major grin, "The one you been workin' on? Letty, c'mon, ask nicely and I'll let you drive my baby." He said. God he was so cocky some times.
"You said my car was sweet!" I say.
"Yeah, but Letty, what's it got? Nothing."
Now it's my turn to grin, my turn to be cocky.
"So you don't know everything that goes on in the garage. Tony bought me a double shot of NOS and helped me connect it to the intake, and obviously the best intercooler to match. Not that I'll need 'em."
Dom actually looks proud, "Yeah? Well whatcha gonna bet with?" he asks
"My pink slips."
"Letty,"
"Dom, if I can't race with her and win, I don't deserve her."
DOM::: Fuck Letty has balls! She stands up to me in a way not even Mia would. And she's so damn sure of herself. But then, a racer has to be confidant. No racer goes into a race unless they know that they are going to win. Problem is, only one of those racers ever wins.
As soon as Letty gets out of the silver 240SX and the crowd of people surround her, I know that she belongs here. I know that she has to win this race.
After introductions are made, the racers come up to Dom, "You racing tonight?" Edwin asks.
"Nah, Letty's going for me." I say. I try to make it sound like I'm not worried, Letty would hate it if anyone thought that I thought she wouldn't win.
"I've been waiting to race her since last year when I saw her doing track runs with Tony, she's got a heavy foot. But she'll do fine, she learnt from the best." Edwin slapped Dom on the back. It was his way of saying that he understood that Dom had doubts, but that he thought she'd do fine.
"Too bad you ain't racing tonight ese," Hector said to Edwin, coming up behind us.
"Yeah yeah, too bad my homey, at least with me Letty woulda had a challenge." Edwin laughs and Hector rolls his eyes.
He points to a short blonde chick standing by a Nissan Skyline, "Your girls not the only one racing tonight, she asked me to put in her $10 000 ese, and heres mine, it's just the three of us tonight.
As Hector walks off, Letty comes up to me.
"Smoke em'" I say and pull her into my arms for a kiss.
