FOURTEEN

Kylie lay on the bed and sighed in frustration. The hot prickling sensation behind her eyes bespoke of the tears she struggled to hold off. I HATE Letty! she thought to herself. She's such a bitch! She couldn't bring herself to think about Dom.

In the month and a half since Letty'd returned, she'd undermined Kylie and Dom's relationship at every opportunity. At first it had been subtle. She'd make small digs at Kylie under the guise of joking and teasing about Kylie's age and inexperience. Then, two weeks ago, she'd become more aggressive. She'd asked Kylie flat out how long she expected to keep Dom when they had absolutely nothing in common. She'd laughed at Kylie's sexual inexperience, telling her that it was just a matter of time until Dom went looking elsewhere for the more adventurous activities he liked.

Kylie had begun to doubt herself, and Dom. She knew she wasn't really pretty, no matter what Dom said. She also knew absolutely nothing about cars, which were what Dom's world revolved around. And she was sexually inexperienced. Dom was her only lover, and she'd learned everything she knew about sex from him. The clincher had been this morning when Kylie had witnessed the two kissing.

She'd come out of the office because she wasn't feeling well. She hadn't been for the last week or so, mostly being nauseous and fatigued. She was going to ask Dom to take her home, but after seeing that kiss, she'd gone outside and found Vince. She hadn't even told Dom she was leaving, asking Vince to do so when he got back to the garage.

Right now she needed to focus. She needed to find out if her suspicion was true, and then decide what to do. Either way she had to leave. She couldn't stay here and watch Dom go back to Letty, and she couldn't force him to stay with her, not that way. It would break her heart to leave him, but witnessing their reunion would be a hundred times worse.

Kylie sighed again, then sat up and wiped away the tears she hadn't been aware of shedding. She quickly slipped down stairs, keeping an eye out for Mia who was studying in the kitchen. Only when she was outside did she dare draw in a breath. She headed down the street oblivious to the steadily falling rain.

F&F

Dom cursed again as he continued to drive and look for Kylie. He could hear his heart pounding in his ears. What happened to her? Did her parents find her? How could she just disappear?

He grabbed his phone before it finished ringing, praying it was her. "Kylie?"

"No, Dom it's, uh, me Jesse, but she's here. She just came home."

"Is she OK? Tell her I'm on my way." He pulled a quick u-turn and headed back the way he'd come, ignoring the rain, and the posted speed limit and traffic lights. He drove as if he were racing, and he was, home to his girl.

He pulled into the driveway and quickly shut off his car. Then he hurried into the house. He burst into the kitchen to find Jesse and Angel.

"Where is she?" he demanded.

"Upstairs, she uh, she musta been walking cause she's soaked," Jesse quickly supplied.

Dom nodded and rushed through the house and up the stairs. He stopped just outside their open bedroom door. Kylie was seated on their bed, her clothes and hair soaking wet. She was looking at the floor, not moving.

"Ky, Baby, you alright?" he asked gently, not wanting to startle her.

Kylie's head shot up and her eyes locked on his. She nodded.

"I'm f-fine."

"What happened?" he stepped into the room and knelt down in front of her.

"I needed t-to do something alone, s-so I walked," she answered, unaware her teeth were chattering.

"Damn, Ky, you're freezing." Dom pulled the comforter from behind her and wrapped the ends around her. "I would have taken you, Babe. Any of us would have."

Kylie shook her head, tears glistening in her big blue eyes. "If I'd asked for a r-ride, I'd of had to answer q-questions. I didn't want t-to tell you until I w-was sure."

Dom pressed forward, insinuating his body between her legs. He gently wrapped his arms around her. "Can you tell me now?"

Kylie nodded and a lone tear overflowed and wound it's way slowly down her cheek. She bit her lip in an effort to keep more from escaping and reached into her pocket. She placed the long thin stick into Dom's hand.

"I'm s-sorry."

Dom looked down and studied the object Kylie had handed him. It took several seconds for him to register what it was, and what it meant.

"You're pregnant?" he asked, both his voice and face unreadable to Kylie.

Again, she nodded. "I'm s-sorry. I know you d-didn't want this to happen," she apologized as more tears rolled down her cheeks.

Dom looked at her surprised. "I thought we settled this a long time ago. I told you -"

"That w-was before Letty c-came back," Kylie interrupted. Before Dom could respond she continued. "I know you want h-her back. I s-saw you kissing her this m-morning."

He silently swore as everything clicked. That was why Kylie had left the garage earlier, claiming to not feel well. That was why her beautiful blue eyes were so sad.

"Babe, Letty tripped and I grabbed her so she wouldn't fall and get hurt. Then she kissed me. A half a second later, if you'd have waited half a second, you'd have seen me push her away and tell her she was too late. That I love you, and want you, and only you."

Kylie looked at him wanting desperately to believe him, to believe that he loved her. She locked her eyes on his needing to believe him. Suddenly she threw herself into his arms, sobbing.

"I'm sorry. I s-should know better, but we d-don't have anything in common. I can't talk to you about c-cars or r-racing -"

"Baby, I love that about you. I don't want to talk cars with you. I love that we talk about books and movies, music and art, and sunsets," Dom told her honestly. "There's more to life than cars, and I share that with you."

Kylie shivered again and Dom shook his head. "We can talk about this later. Right now we gotta get you outta these wet clothes and into a hot shower." He picked Kylie up, dropping the comforter on the floor, and walked across the hallway to the bathroom.

He set Kylie on the vanity, then quickly turned on the shower and adjusted the water. He turned back and peeled off the wet clothes currently plastered to his girl. Then he moved back to the shower, and after checking the temperature of the water, scooped up Kylie and set her under the warm spray.

Kylie stood beneath the hot water enjoying it's warmth. She closed her eyes and thought over Dom's words. She realized how stupid she'd been. She'd let Letty's digs get to her and convince her Dom couldn't be happy with her. She'd also fallen for her stunt, catching the other woman kissing Dom. She'd let all her old fears and doubts come back.

She jumped, startled when Dom's front pressed against her back, and his arms wrapped around her. She turned in his arms, his body keeping her front warm as the water went to work on her backside.

She nuzzled her face against the smooth skin of his chest and placed small kisses over his pecs before moving to his nipples. She lathed one, then the other gently, enjoying the moan he let out.

"You've gotten very good at that, Baby," he ground out, his voice gruff.

Kylie stiffened in his arms, her face and eyes revealing her sadness. "But not at the things you really like."

Dom tipped her chin up, forcing her to look at him. "Wanta explain that?"

Kylie refused to meet his eyes, focusing instead on the underside of his chin. She knew he was going to be angry when she told him. "Letty said -"

Dom's hrumpf cut her off. When she remained silent he pushed her verbally to get her to continue. "Come on, don't quit now. I can't wait to hear her words of wisdom."

Kylie bit her lip. "S-she said I'm too innocent to keep you satisfied, that you'll go back to the racer chasers for what I can't give you."

"And you believed her? Because she's been such a good friend to you since she moved in here," he ground out. "Damn it, Ky! Don't you understand she's just saying shit to hurt you, to make you feel vulnerable? That's why she kissed me, so you'd think I was trying to hook up with her for something you didn't give me." He caressed her shoulders, trying to be gentle with her, but still frustrated. He'd thought they were past all of her insecurities and self doubt. Taking a deep breath he reasoned with himself that it was going to take a lot longer than five months to overcome twelve years of verbal, physical and emotional abuse.

"I'm sorry," Kylie whispered, her eyes now locked on his. "I just, I don't know what you see in me."

"No, Little Girl, I'm the one who's sorry. The last thing you need right now is for me to bitch at you. Listen to me. I am completely satisfied with our sex life. If you want to try new things, I'm fine with that. But, make sure it's for you, not me. Making love to you is more than physical for me. It's spiritual, I guess, like our souls become one. I. Love. You." He kissed her softly, then dropped to his knees. "And, I love our baby," he said right before kissing her stomach, just above her pubic bone.

Kylie sighed contentedly, and Dom reached out and lifted her left leg up over his shoulder. He leaned in, placing barely-there kisses on the inside of her thigh, then just over her mound. Seconds later he slipped his tongue between her plump outer lips.

Kylie moaned in pleasure, as her knees gave out. Dom supported her weight easily, on his shoulder, and with the hand he was cupping her right butt cheek with. He brought his right hand in, and as he moved his mouth to her engorged clitoris, he slid a finger deep inside her.

She screamed loudly, not caring who heard, when a second finger joined the first, and they began rubbing against her g-spot. Her breathing grew erratic, her hips thrusting against his face, her hands holding his head in place. Her pleasure grew until it was almost painful and then she shattered, stiffening above him, her orgasm washing over her like a tsunami.

Dom continued moving his fingers until her inner contractions stopped. "I love watching you come," he told her, his fingers beginning to move again, reigniting the smouldering embers of her desire. He brought his thumb to circle her clitoris when she began gasping, moaning and thrusting against his hand. Seconds later, he pressed hard on the small bundle of nerves, sending her over the edge again.

He quickly pulled his fingers from her, leaning forward to take one quick swipe of her juices with his tongue. She tasted sweeter than any nectar of the gods. Then stood, placed his coated fingers into her mouth, encouraging her to taste herself on them. As she began to suck on the gently, he trust his hard as steel cock into her, balls deep in one movement.

Kylie gasped around his fingers, her nails digging into his flesh as her hands raked down his back. At his impalement, a third climax overlapped the second and she threw her head back screaming aloud.

Dom grit his teeth, struggling against his own climax, until her's waned. Then he began to move his hips, pulling out a few inches, then slamming back in. He wanted to be gentle with her, but his control was slipping. A fine layer of sweat coated his body, his muscles clenched tightly, his lips pressed light kisses along her neck. He felt her teeth sink into his shoulder and her body began to contract around his. He continued thrusting until erupted deep inside her.

F&F

God! She's beautiful, Dom told himself as he pushed a stray curl away from Kylie's face. He'd been watching her sleep for a while now, and enjoying every minute. After the day she'd had, bouncing up and down emotionally, walking in the pouring rain, and then making love in the shower, his girl was exhausted. Of course, he supposed, some of that could be due to being pregnant. Pregnant! Damn, I never thought I'd get to be a dad. Not after Letty left. I gotta make sure Ky knows how happy this makes me. She's everything, my heart, my soul, my future.

His musings were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Yeah," he called out softly, not wanting to wake the sleeping woman in his arms.

"Dom, it's me. Can I come in?" Mia replied.

Dom checked the blankets to be sure Kylie's naked body was covered. Satisfied that she was, he told his sister to come in.

He watched as Mia opened the door, slipped inside, then shut the door behind her. She smiled at seeing Kylie asleep in his arms, him propped up against the pillows.

"She OK?" she asked, whispering.

"Yeah, for now," Dom replied, keeping his voice low. He knew bringing up Letty's involvement was going to cause problems. "We gotta change some things around here, though."

Mia looked concerned. "What's wrong? Did she tell you where she went? What happened?" She walked over and sat at the foot of the bed, on his side.

Dom sighed. He hated hurting his sister, but Kylie took priority now, her and the baby. He decided to just get it over with. "Letty."

Mia nodded. "That's what I was afraid of," she replied softly. "Especially with what the girls told me today."

Dom raised an eyebrow and waited for her to continue.

"Apparently, Letty's been taking pot shots at Kylie whenever she thinks they're alone. Rachel and Angel asked Ky about, but she told them to just let it go, that it was better for the team that way."

Dom nodded. "Sounds about right. Kylie told me today that Letty told her I'd be going to racer chasers because she was too inexperienced sexually."

Mia's mouth dropped. "Oh, shit Is that why she took off?"

"No, that's all on me. She asked me to teach her to drive a coupla months ago, but I said no. I like driving her around, or having one of the team do it. That way she's not alone if her parents show up. Plus, she doesn't really know L.A. enough, and I was afraid she'd end up somewhere she shouldn't be."

Mia nodded and he continued.

"Today she wanted privacy, something I forgot about girls needing, so she walked."

"In the rain?" Mia asked trying to suppress a grin.

"Yeah. Can't figure out how I got all these stubborn women in my life," he replied with a wry grin.

Mia laughed quietly. "So, what are we gonna do?"

"We"ll talk about at dinner," Dom replied.

"OK. It'll be ready in about a half an hour." Mia stood and left the room, silently shutting the door behind her.