Chapter 6
Weeks went by and nobody had seen or heard from Letty, which was probably a good thing. Dom was healing, although a little slower than what he would have liked. He had stayed home and slept that first day, but the next day he went to the garage because he didn't like being cooped up in the house. He tried to help the guys out but ended up watching instead. Dom had talked to Liz every few days, but hadn't seen her since the day she brought him home.
Race Wars was still a month off and the guys were busy getting their cars ready. Dom hadn't raced since Tran's guys jumped him and he was itching to get out on the road. Deciding that he'd waited long enough, he jumped in his car and left the shop. He headed out of town and then changed his mind. He turned around and went back into town.
Pulling out his cell phone, Dom dialed Liz's number.
"Hello?"
"Got any plans for tonight?" Dom asked.
"Yeah, work," she said. "I've got a client who needs some information like yesterday so I'm working in it right now. Why? What's up? Is everyone ok?"
Dom laughed. "Yeah, everyone's fine. I was just calling to see if you wanted to grab some dinner and take a drive?"
"Itching to race, aren't you?"
He smiled. "Yeah, something like that. I haven't been out in a few weeks and I was going stir-crazy. But since you're busy, I'll let you go."
Liz hesitated, torn between needing to get this client's account finished and the need to see Dom. She hadn't seen him since she took him home that morning and even though she talked to him every few days, it wasn't the same. Liz had spent many a night lying in bed thinking about what she wanted in life. She had a wonderful career, but nobody special to share it with. She had friends that she went out with, but they weren't as fun loving and out-going as some of the friends that she had met through Kyle and his racing. She wanted to come home at the end of the day and know that someone would be there for her. She just didn't know if Dominic Toretto was that kind of person.
"Dom, as much as I'd love to, I just can't. This client is a pain in the ass and if I don't get his account finished, I'll probably be finished," she said, hoping that she wasn't shooting herself in the foot.
"That's ok," Dom said, hoping that disappointment didn't come through in his voice. "Maybe some other time."
"If it was any night other than tonight, I'd love to. But I HAVE to get this account finished."
"Liz, it's ok. I understand. Listen, I'll talk to you later," Dom said before hanging up.
She sat at the table and looked at the pile of work in front of her, then looked back at the phone. She was so tempted to call him back and tell him to come get her, but she couldn't and she truly hoped that Dom understood.
Dom, in the meantime, had turned his car around and headed back out of town. He knew that she was right, as usual, and couldn't fault her for needing to finish her work. From what she had said, this client must be a big one for her to bring the work home to finish. He admired that in her, her determination to succeed in her career. He knew how she felt though. Once he started working on his car, he didn't want to quit until he was completely finished, no matter how late into the night he had to work.
He drove into the desert and opened her up. He felt the adrenaline coursing through his veins, felt the thrill of speed seep into him. Here he was at home. Here he could lose himself and forget about anything and everything, except racing. Dom flew down the highway at speeds no normal person would ever attempt. But it didn't bother Dom. This was what his life was all about.
Several hours later, Liz had finished working on her client's account and was headed up the stairs when someone knocked on her door. She looked out the peephole and didn't see anyone so she figured that it was just kids playing a prank. She had started up the stairs for a second time when she heard it again. She thought about ignoring them, but decided against it. Opening up the door, she was caught between surprise and apprehension to find Letty standing there.
Liz schooled her features. "What you do you want, Letty?" she asked as she stood in the doorway, holding onto the doorknob so tight that her knuckles turned white. She wanted to beat the shit out of her right here and now, but she knew that she couldn't. Not that she COULDN'T, it just wasn't the smart thing to do. Not yet.
"What do you want?" Liz repeated.
Letty looked coldly at her. "I'm only going to give you one warning. Stay away from Dom or what happened to him a few weeks ago will be a walk in the park compared to what will happen if you don't."
"Is that a threat?" Liz asked, taunting her.
"Take it however you want. But where I come from, yeah, that's a threat. And you know I'm not bluffing either. I've known about you two all along. I've watched you two act like nothing was going on, but I knew. And you want to know how I knew?"
Liz just looked at her.
"Because I followed him a few times and guess where he ended up? Right here. He didn't even bother to hide his tracks."
Knowing that she shouldn't stoop down to Letty's level, she was tired of listening to her.
"Maybe he didn't want to hide them," Liz started. "Maybe he wanted to you know exactly where he was going and what he was doing. Have you ever thought of that, Letty? At first I didn't understand your relationship, but after watching you whore around at the races, I figured it out."
Letty raised her hand and slapped Liz across the cheek.
And Liz kept right on going.
"You don't love Dom and you never did. You were just with him because he was the hottest ticket on the race strip. I'm sure that if another racer came along and bumped Dom down a notch or two that it wouldn't take you long to hook up with the new guy. Well guess what. Dom's not going anywhere. He's the best and everyone around knows it."
"We'll see about that," Letty commented.
"We'll see about what?" a voice from the shadows asked.
Both Liz and Letty turned to find Dom standing not five feet from where they were. Neither one of them had heard him.
"We'll see who's on top after Race Wars," Letty said.
"Get out of here, Letty," Dom strongly suggested. "NOW!"
Letty turned and walked down the sidewalk, got into her car and sped off into the night.
Liz raised her hand and rubbed her cheek where Letty had slapped her. It stung but she'd had worse. Dom raised his hand and cradled her face, rubbing his thumb across her cheek.
"I'm sorry about that," he said.
"Don't be. It's not your fault," she said before taking his hand and leading him into the house.
Dom closed and locked the door behind them.
"Is that all she said?" Dom asked while taking his jacket off and throwing it on the couch.
"No. She said that if I didn't stay away from you that what happened earlier was nothing compared to what they'd do to you," she said, worry in her voice.
Dom shook his head. "Leave it to Letty to try and call the shots. How did she know where you lived?" he asked, sitting down on the sofa where Liz joined him.
"Apparently she followed you over here a few times. She said that she knew something was up and decided to follow you."
He was furious. "That fucking bitch!" he roared. "What gave her the right?"
Liz shook her head. "I don't know Dom. But what I do know is that she wasn't bluffing when she said that something bad would happen to you if we kept seeing each other."
"She's not going to run my life, Liz. And she's not going to keep me from seeing you either, unless that's what you want," he said, hoping she didn't.
"I don't want that, but I don't want you hurt again either," she said, tears threatening.
Dom pulled her to him. "Nothing is going to happen to me, Liz. They caught me off-guard earlier. I wasn't expecting it but now that she's warned us, we'll all be on the lookout. I'm not letting her mess this up," he said before lowering his lips to hers.
She sighed into his mouth and crawled onto his lap, straddling his waist.
Liz pulled back and looked at him. "Are you ok, I mean, is this ok?" she asked, referring to her position.
Dom raised his hands to her face and pulled her back down. "Perfect," he said before kissing her once more.
They lost themselves in the kiss, each taking turns giving and receiving, the passion between them building.
Liz pulled away from Dom and stood up, taking his hand and leading them up the stairs. They were only halfway up when they collapsed in a heap. Their need for each other was too great to even continue upstairs. They needed each other right then and there.
Liz's shirt and shorts seemed to disappear and then Dom was behind her, rubbing the firm flesh of her ass, squeezing her hips. He moved down a step and placed his hands on Liz's ass cheeks, separating them as his tongue found her slit, licking her from top to bottom.
Liz was caught up in a web of pleasure that she had never experienced before. She rubbed her breasts, moaning loudly as his thumb flicked over her hardened clit as his tongue explored her from behind. He slid one long finger inside of her wetness, then two, fucking her this way. It was too much for Liz and she came all over Dom's fingers, her juices running down his arm.
Dom undid his pants, stroking his rock-hard cock as he stared at Liz's wet, pulsing pussy. Liz rolled over and spread her legs wide for him and together they watched as Dom's wide shaft spread her pussy lips as he eased inside.
Dom held onto her thighs as he began pumping in and out of her causing her moans of pleasure to match his firm thrusts. She then rolled over and Dom slid his cock into her from behind, his shaft shining with her juices. She was kneeling on the stairs as he stood behind her, holding her hips. His thrusts were getting faster and faster, and Liz's breasts were swaying back and forth. He moved his hands from her hips and cupped her breasts in his hands, gently pinching her nipples.
Liz moaned as she felt Dom's balls bouncing against her clit, and she came again. Dom felt her clenching around him and thrust hard into her one last time, emptying himself into her.
A few minutes later, they made their way into the bedroom and collapsed onto the bed, falling asleep some time later.
Weeks went by and nobody had seen or heard from Letty, which was probably a good thing. Dom was healing, although a little slower than what he would have liked. He had stayed home and slept that first day, but the next day he went to the garage because he didn't like being cooped up in the house. He tried to help the guys out but ended up watching instead. Dom had talked to Liz every few days, but hadn't seen her since the day she brought him home.
Race Wars was still a month off and the guys were busy getting their cars ready. Dom hadn't raced since Tran's guys jumped him and he was itching to get out on the road. Deciding that he'd waited long enough, he jumped in his car and left the shop. He headed out of town and then changed his mind. He turned around and went back into town.
Pulling out his cell phone, Dom dialed Liz's number.
"Hello?"
"Got any plans for tonight?" Dom asked.
"Yeah, work," she said. "I've got a client who needs some information like yesterday so I'm working in it right now. Why? What's up? Is everyone ok?"
Dom laughed. "Yeah, everyone's fine. I was just calling to see if you wanted to grab some dinner and take a drive?"
"Itching to race, aren't you?"
He smiled. "Yeah, something like that. I haven't been out in a few weeks and I was going stir-crazy. But since you're busy, I'll let you go."
Liz hesitated, torn between needing to get this client's account finished and the need to see Dom. She hadn't seen him since she took him home that morning and even though she talked to him every few days, it wasn't the same. Liz had spent many a night lying in bed thinking about what she wanted in life. She had a wonderful career, but nobody special to share it with. She had friends that she went out with, but they weren't as fun loving and out-going as some of the friends that she had met through Kyle and his racing. She wanted to come home at the end of the day and know that someone would be there for her. She just didn't know if Dominic Toretto was that kind of person.
"Dom, as much as I'd love to, I just can't. This client is a pain in the ass and if I don't get his account finished, I'll probably be finished," she said, hoping that she wasn't shooting herself in the foot.
"That's ok," Dom said, hoping that disappointment didn't come through in his voice. "Maybe some other time."
"If it was any night other than tonight, I'd love to. But I HAVE to get this account finished."
"Liz, it's ok. I understand. Listen, I'll talk to you later," Dom said before hanging up.
She sat at the table and looked at the pile of work in front of her, then looked back at the phone. She was so tempted to call him back and tell him to come get her, but she couldn't and she truly hoped that Dom understood.
Dom, in the meantime, had turned his car around and headed back out of town. He knew that she was right, as usual, and couldn't fault her for needing to finish her work. From what she had said, this client must be a big one for her to bring the work home to finish. He admired that in her, her determination to succeed in her career. He knew how she felt though. Once he started working on his car, he didn't want to quit until he was completely finished, no matter how late into the night he had to work.
He drove into the desert and opened her up. He felt the adrenaline coursing through his veins, felt the thrill of speed seep into him. Here he was at home. Here he could lose himself and forget about anything and everything, except racing. Dom flew down the highway at speeds no normal person would ever attempt. But it didn't bother Dom. This was what his life was all about.
Several hours later, Liz had finished working on her client's account and was headed up the stairs when someone knocked on her door. She looked out the peephole and didn't see anyone so she figured that it was just kids playing a prank. She had started up the stairs for a second time when she heard it again. She thought about ignoring them, but decided against it. Opening up the door, she was caught between surprise and apprehension to find Letty standing there.
Liz schooled her features. "What you do you want, Letty?" she asked as she stood in the doorway, holding onto the doorknob so tight that her knuckles turned white. She wanted to beat the shit out of her right here and now, but she knew that she couldn't. Not that she COULDN'T, it just wasn't the smart thing to do. Not yet.
"What do you want?" Liz repeated.
Letty looked coldly at her. "I'm only going to give you one warning. Stay away from Dom or what happened to him a few weeks ago will be a walk in the park compared to what will happen if you don't."
"Is that a threat?" Liz asked, taunting her.
"Take it however you want. But where I come from, yeah, that's a threat. And you know I'm not bluffing either. I've known about you two all along. I've watched you two act like nothing was going on, but I knew. And you want to know how I knew?"
Liz just looked at her.
"Because I followed him a few times and guess where he ended up? Right here. He didn't even bother to hide his tracks."
Knowing that she shouldn't stoop down to Letty's level, she was tired of listening to her.
"Maybe he didn't want to hide them," Liz started. "Maybe he wanted to you know exactly where he was going and what he was doing. Have you ever thought of that, Letty? At first I didn't understand your relationship, but after watching you whore around at the races, I figured it out."
Letty raised her hand and slapped Liz across the cheek.
And Liz kept right on going.
"You don't love Dom and you never did. You were just with him because he was the hottest ticket on the race strip. I'm sure that if another racer came along and bumped Dom down a notch or two that it wouldn't take you long to hook up with the new guy. Well guess what. Dom's not going anywhere. He's the best and everyone around knows it."
"We'll see about that," Letty commented.
"We'll see about what?" a voice from the shadows asked.
Both Liz and Letty turned to find Dom standing not five feet from where they were. Neither one of them had heard him.
"We'll see who's on top after Race Wars," Letty said.
"Get out of here, Letty," Dom strongly suggested. "NOW!"
Letty turned and walked down the sidewalk, got into her car and sped off into the night.
Liz raised her hand and rubbed her cheek where Letty had slapped her. It stung but she'd had worse. Dom raised his hand and cradled her face, rubbing his thumb across her cheek.
"I'm sorry about that," he said.
"Don't be. It's not your fault," she said before taking his hand and leading him into the house.
Dom closed and locked the door behind them.
"Is that all she said?" Dom asked while taking his jacket off and throwing it on the couch.
"No. She said that if I didn't stay away from you that what happened earlier was nothing compared to what they'd do to you," she said, worry in her voice.
Dom shook his head. "Leave it to Letty to try and call the shots. How did she know where you lived?" he asked, sitting down on the sofa where Liz joined him.
"Apparently she followed you over here a few times. She said that she knew something was up and decided to follow you."
He was furious. "That fucking bitch!" he roared. "What gave her the right?"
Liz shook her head. "I don't know Dom. But what I do know is that she wasn't bluffing when she said that something bad would happen to you if we kept seeing each other."
"She's not going to run my life, Liz. And she's not going to keep me from seeing you either, unless that's what you want," he said, hoping she didn't.
"I don't want that, but I don't want you hurt again either," she said, tears threatening.
Dom pulled her to him. "Nothing is going to happen to me, Liz. They caught me off-guard earlier. I wasn't expecting it but now that she's warned us, we'll all be on the lookout. I'm not letting her mess this up," he said before lowering his lips to hers.
She sighed into his mouth and crawled onto his lap, straddling his waist.
Liz pulled back and looked at him. "Are you ok, I mean, is this ok?" she asked, referring to her position.
Dom raised his hands to her face and pulled her back down. "Perfect," he said before kissing her once more.
They lost themselves in the kiss, each taking turns giving and receiving, the passion between them building.
Liz pulled away from Dom and stood up, taking his hand and leading them up the stairs. They were only halfway up when they collapsed in a heap. Their need for each other was too great to even continue upstairs. They needed each other right then and there.
Liz's shirt and shorts seemed to disappear and then Dom was behind her, rubbing the firm flesh of her ass, squeezing her hips. He moved down a step and placed his hands on Liz's ass cheeks, separating them as his tongue found her slit, licking her from top to bottom.
Liz was caught up in a web of pleasure that she had never experienced before. She rubbed her breasts, moaning loudly as his thumb flicked over her hardened clit as his tongue explored her from behind. He slid one long finger inside of her wetness, then two, fucking her this way. It was too much for Liz and she came all over Dom's fingers, her juices running down his arm.
Dom undid his pants, stroking his rock-hard cock as he stared at Liz's wet, pulsing pussy. Liz rolled over and spread her legs wide for him and together they watched as Dom's wide shaft spread her pussy lips as he eased inside.
Dom held onto her thighs as he began pumping in and out of her causing her moans of pleasure to match his firm thrusts. She then rolled over and Dom slid his cock into her from behind, his shaft shining with her juices. She was kneeling on the stairs as he stood behind her, holding her hips. His thrusts were getting faster and faster, and Liz's breasts were swaying back and forth. He moved his hands from her hips and cupped her breasts in his hands, gently pinching her nipples.
Liz moaned as she felt Dom's balls bouncing against her clit, and she came again. Dom felt her clenching around him and thrust hard into her one last time, emptying himself into her.
A few minutes later, they made their way into the bedroom and collapsed onto the bed, falling asleep some time later.
