A/N: I should warn you, this isn't an action packed thriller. We are actually jumping leaps and bounds in tmes and getting snap shots of what's happening. I may be tempted, as I think about it, to write a 5th part as a reflection chapter or a 'fill in the blanks' chapter, based on what feedback you guys give me…
7-Months into the Plan
Dom lay in bed in his Uncles' compound trying to stave off the ache in his stomach. He hadn't seen or heard from his family in more than half a year, and the loneliness he felt was stifling.
There had been parts to play and rouses to keep and that meant Dom had to make sure the Feds never suspected he was the nephew of his targets or that Letty was a part of his life.
When he went 'undercover' for them, he'd had to enlist Cara from the Dominican Republic to pose as his significant other, and also set the tone for problems to arise between his marks and himself.
He was miserable, even the spoils and toys his Uncles left at his disposal disregarded like mere trinkets.
He wanted his wife
He wanted his daughter
He missed Mia's hugs, and Brian's wit
He missed Han's nonchalance, and Roman's big mouth
He missed Gisele's predatory regales and Tej's genius.
He missed Tego and Rico arguing.
Falling to sleep didn't come easy, so the fact that he fell into a deep slumber surprised him.
He didn't hear his door creak open softly or the soft dip in his bed.
He did, however, feel the feminine body crawl over him, kissing his stomach, then his chest, and clenched his teeth in irritation.
His Uncles knew his stance on other women and Cara knew better.
When his eyes snapped open, they widened as Letty's mouth pressed into his, her tongue pushing into his mouth as her hips ground into him.
Pulling back in a gasp, he wrapped his hands in her hair as his eyes shut, drinking in her taste as her mouth went to his neck and ear, causing his toes to curl.
"What are you doing here?" He whispered, waiting until she pulled her head up to look at him, kissing his lips again as he pushed her fully into him.
"What kind of question is that? I spoke to your Uncles; they figured you couldn't take much more. We made arrangements."
"This is dangerous, Letty."
"I know. And it's going to feel really good. Just watch." She purred, licking over his lips sensually as she lifted her skirt around her waist.
He sat up with her in his lap quickly, devouring her as she reached behind her to push his boxers down.
"Where's my daughter?" he asked against her lips, kissing them as the corners curved upwards.
"Probably sitting on Uncle Thiago's lap while she's pulling Uncle Vinicius' beard." She chuckled.
"My baby's here?" he almost sobbed, kissing her hard and solid, pouring all his gratitude into the gesture, pulling Letty's shirt over her head.
"She sure is. But that's for later. We only have a few hours and we have to sneak back out of the country."
He watched as Letty lifted herself up and instead of grabbing his penis like he thought she would, she stuck her fingers between her legs and inside herself.
"Letty!" he growled, watching as she bit her bottom lip before withdrawing the fingers and rubbing them across his lips.
She watched with lust filled eyes as is tongue darted out to collect the dew, pulling her fingers into his warm mouth as he sucked the moisture there.
"I saw a picture of you kissing Cara. I'm sure the Feds made sure that I saw it, trying to get a reaction. Think about the way I taste on your mouth when you're putting on your show." She warned with a hint of possession in her tone.
"I think about the way you taste regardless. You know that." He replied, watching as she slid down his legs and kissed the tip of him.
She opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out as she licked him from base to tip before putting him into her mouth. As he stared at his half naked wife, moving over him in forbidden eroticism, he knew everything he was suffering would be more than worth the trouble. Sitting up fully, he reached to her side, pulling her thigh until he was able to turn her body, throwing her leg over his chest to the other side of him.
"Keep going." He encouraged, looking up at her weeping center as she sat over him, her mouth moving up and down over his engorged member.
He pushed her knees as far as he could to lower her to his mouth, and began licking the swollen folds he found. He became focused and diligent as she moaned around him, causing chills to run down his spine at the feeling of her warm mouth vibrating around him.
He stiffened his tongue and curled it inside of her as she shrieked in pleasure, pulling her mouth off of him as the desire over took her.
"Yes! Dom, yes!" She chanted, encouraging him as he put his mouth over her, gulping at her flesh as she ground into his face.
He loved it when she tried to smother him, letting him know that he was pleasuring her, that she was consumed with the hysteria he was creating inside her.
He sighed when he felt her mouth go back to him before he felt the raw instinctual feeling of his own orgasm approach. Not wanting the party to end so soon, Dom lifted her hips from his mouth, and encouraged her to stop.
She was mindless in her task, however, and instead of pull away, she pushed him into the back of her throat, causing Dom to almost drop her as his hips came of the bed, his body taking on a mind of its own.
She pulled away quickly, not wanting him to come in her mouth and licked her lips sensually. Moving over him, she giggled when he wrapped his arms around her, still panting and turned them so he was laying over her.
"You're my favorite part of being alive." He swore, pulling her legs high around his back before he pushed into her. It had been so long, she felt tighter and softer than he could have ever imagined. So starved for the companionship only she could offer him.
Dom was aware that he and Letty were very sexual creatures and to anyone who looked, were addicted to each other physically.
What most people took for granted was that they were each other's best friend. They knew each other's secrets and fears and respected each other as equals.
He rutted her into a frenzy, after a while of slow and delicious, his movements transformed into raw and brutal. She kept herself wrapped around him as best she could as he buried his head in her neck and moved so deep and forcefully within her, they had scooted clear across the bed.
She was moaning so much, she was happy the house was large enough that no one would hear them, because tonight, Dom was giving her something to think about until he saw her again.
Her nails raked down his back leaving red welts as he pushed her towards her peak, roaring into her when he felt her constrict around him, squeezing him like a wrench on a bolt.
As she kept methodically pulsing around him, he sat up from his position, grabbing her legs together and holding them in the air, as he kissed the bottoms of her feet.
"I love you." He smiled, a small grin playing on his lips as he kept moving inside of her as her eyes rolled back at his depth.
"You always say that when you're inside me." She ground out, gasping as he hit more spots inside of her that missed him.
She took deep breaths and turned her face to watch him as sweat rolled down his face, his tanned skin flexing in exertion as he continued to move within her.
"I love watching you make love to me. You're so fucking beautiful, Dom." She whispered, her body moving underneath his as he continued at his task, knowing the reward would be worth it.
"I love making love to you. No place in the world I'd rather be." He admitted, sighing as the burning in his stomach began to spread outward.
"Umm, you're biting your lip. I know what that means, Papa." Her voice caressed, wafting through his senses. He couldn't feel anything except the way she felt around him, and the way being with her filled him to the brim with desire and ecstasy. He wrapped his arms around her legs and thrust into her a few more times before he bathed her walls, shuddering as he panted trying to catch his breath.
Opening her legs he allowed his body to sink into hers, pushing his tongue into her mouth as he kissed her slowly.
When he rolled off of her, he nuzzled her hair and intertwined their hands as they lay in the afterglow of rejoining as husband and wife.
"We're more than halfway there." His voice cut through the quiet air.
"Yea. When does this all go down?"
"Few weeks, Dominic Toretto will be dead to the world."
"What will your name be then?" she asked, wondering what that meant for their daughters identity.
"I'll always be a Toretto to the family and that friends know us. I was thinking Mata." He shrugged.
"Dominic Mata?" She snorted as she laughed, the sound of his mother's maiden name weird standing next to his first name.
"I'm not changing my name." she asserted, turning to look at his face, a stern look in her eye.
"You bet your ass you aren't. And all the babies we make are gonna be Toretto's. And whenever we have a son, he's gonna be a Toretto." He summed, pulling her ringed finger to his lips.
"Promise me you'll be careful, Dom. We're so close. Bella has been drawing you so many pictures its terrible. The stores are running out of crayons."
"Well soon, my daughter will have me full time. I'm walking away with freedom, my money, and my family."
"Okay. You think about what island we're gonna hide away on?"
"Yup, bought one." He smiled, waiting for her to digest his words.
"What the fuck you mean you bought one?"
"While down here, this small time drug dealer Hernan Reyes was giving my Uncle's trouble. He was cockier than he could back up. Uncle Thiago gave me an opportunity and I took it. 100 million dollars." He smiled.
She sat upright in bed, looking down at him, before throwing a leg over him, straddling him.
"Damn, wife, never knew money made you hot."
"Hot? 100 million dollars makes me chronically orgasmic. I'm gonna ride you until I can count that high."
"By all means. I hope you lose track a few times." He smirked, groaning as she sank down over him.
Letty woke up in the early morning to find Bella sleeping peacefully on Dominic's chest.
'He must have gotten her after I passed out.' She figured, looking over at father and daughter with a gleaming adoration. She rubbed Dom's brow, looking at how innocent and young he looked as a sleeping father.
There were no lines of worry, no frowns of frustration, and no chills of lonely.
"Stop worrying and come back to bed, Letty." His voice murmured lazily, his eyes remaining closed as he reached for her blindly before his hand found hers.
He pulled her down into her spot in the crook of his neck, and rubbed her back as she kissed him there, and sighed as he felt her relax.
"Almost there, baby. Just a little while longer." He promised, kissing Bella's hair as he drifted back to sleep.
TBC….
A/N: Also, thanks for those that reviewed this, and those that reviewed the last Chapter of No Bonnie…Prison Years was difficult to write…and I don't know if I'll be posting something different past that…still thinking…