Sorry for the wait. I've been trying to piece this together to see what direction it's heading, and I believe I've finally figured it out, so hang in there. Please review and let me know how you think it's going so far. I love to hear everyone's opinions.
PS - Graphic scene near the end, beware! Extremely long one this time, I apologize if it's too much.
Letty paced the floor of their hotel room, trying to wrap her brain around the news Brooke had just passed along.
"What do you mean Brian locked him up?"
"I was young at the time, so my mother tried to keep me away from my dad's extracurricular activities, hence her shipping me off to live with my aunt in Argentina when I was twelve. On holidays and birthdays they would let me come visit. There was always people coming and going from the estate, people obviously up to no good," Brooke wept soft as she spoke, "I heard what people said about my dad; he was a pimp, or a drug dealer... some even called him a killer. I never saw that side of him. He was my dad. He loved me," Brooke smiled absently. "Eventually my mom got sick of my dad's business ventures and left him, joined me in Argentina. Two years later, I had planned a trip to visit him. He told me not to, that he had to close out a deal with some people and it could get ugly. I flew in anyways but I was too late. He had been taken in a week earlier on money laundering charges."
"So wait... what makes you think Brian was responsible? The timing doesn't add up. Brian quit the force after he let Dominic go."
"Prison didn't slow my dad down. He had so many connections that it didn't matter if he was locked up, people still came to him with business, and he never turned it away. At age seventeen, my dad recruited me for his business. Used me to rebuild his relationships lost by the investigation, regain the trust of people scared off by the cops, handle his finances, things of that nature. Brian's name came up more than once. Also a Roland, or something like that. And a woman, Monica."
"How long have you known this?" Letty raised her voice.
"I put it together last night. You never mentioned Brian's last name before, and I heard Dominic call him 'O'Conner'. It just clicked."
"You talk about me keeping secrets but you fail to mention your dad is a freaking kingpin?! Not to mention you ran his business?" Letty yelled. "Is he after Brian? Is that how you found me? Trying to get to Brian?!"
Brooke looked at Letty with disbelief, "Are you serious, Lett?! Of course not! I told you I didn't know!"
Letty glared daggers at Brooke, but her resolve didn't waiver. She wanted to believe the girl who was her best and only friend for the past few years, but she couldn't.
"You said you and your dad argued before you took off for Mexico. What about?"
"I wanted to quit, and he didn't think it was a good idea..."
Brooke sat behind the thick glass in the empty visiting room, her skin covered in goosebumps and the hairs on her neck standing on end. She hated this place - Florida State Prison. The maximum correctional unit where her father was currently serving out a potential life sentence. She despised her monthly visits to see him, but they were crucial to keep business running as smooth as before. She had to keep him in the loop, and he needed to make sure she was handling her duties. She told herself she came to keep him sane, and herself. They were all the other had, but she wasn't sure if that'd still be the case after today's visit.
"INMATE ENTERING," the intercom announced to her and the heavy metal door opened. Her father entered the room, accompanied by two arms guards. Unlike the other prisoners spending time in the facility, he remained unshackled and uncuffed, his power and money on full display. Donning an orange jumpsuit that intensified the blue hue of his eyes, Carter took the seat across from her and lifted the phone from the wall.
"Well, hell Darling," Verone greeted his daughter with a smile. "It's the 28th of June. I was starting to worry that you weren't gonna show for our visit."
"Yeah well, I'm only here to say goodbye, and that's only because Guillermo thought you'd have him killed if I didn't."
"You still with that dirty rat bastard? I thought I told you to get rid of him months ago. And where exactly do you think you're going? We still have business to attend to."
"No we don't because I'm done working for you. I only agreed to look after your shit after mom was diagnosed to help with her treatments. Now that she's been gone for six months, it's time I move on as well."
"I don't think so, Brooke," Carter gave a nod to the guards, dismissing them from the room, leaving Brooke alone with her father. "You have been the brains of our operation for three years now. You have access to all of our off-shore accounts, all of our contacts, you know every little thing about what we do. I can't allow you to quit. That would be stuid and dangerous for the both of us."
His tone made her skin crawl, "And what are you gonna do if I do? Have me killed?" his hard glare didn't falter, "Have you become so wrapped up in your own greed that you'd be willing to murder your only child? The only blood you have left?"
"I will do what I have to do to protect everything that I worked hard to build!" he yelled, "Whatever it takes."
Tears pooled in Brooke's eyes, but she didn't let them fall. "Including murdering your own daughter? The child that you taught to ride a bike, and taught to swim? The girl that you tucked in bed every night, and protected from boys? The child you raised with your wife? You'd be willing to kill her to protect your investments?"
Carter finally turned away from the blue eyes that mirrored his own, "Brooke..."
"What about me? When do I get to have life? Between taking care of my dying mother and looking after your goons, I haven't had a real relationship, or even a chance at college. When do I get my freedom?"
"When I get mine!" he barked, tears now filling his own eyes. "I've been talking with my lawyers, and they're doing everything they can to get me an early release. When I get out, I promise baby you'll be free to do what you want. If you want to leave, then you can. But for now, you stay."
Brooke reached down deep for her courage and stood to her feet, "No, Dad. Now I go. I can't wait for you to get out to start living. I'm done."
Brooke dropped the phone and walked for the doors.
"Brooke! Brooke get back here! Don't you dare fucking leave!"
Letty watched as Brooke cried after recounting her story. She was shocked; she clearly didn't know Brooke as well as she thought.
"So when he gets out, he won't just be looking for Brian..."
"He'll come after me too," Brooke sniffled a few times, wiping her tears. She looked at Letty with pained eyes, but Letty saw raw honesty in them. "Letty, I promise I never expected to run into you in hopes of you leading me to Brian. I honestly wanted to leave that part of my life in the past. I thought I was doing a good job at it."
"All right, B. Relax," Letty pulled Brooke to her feet, forcing her to look at her. "Everything is gonna work out, but we need complete honesty from here on out, on both of our ends. Don't hold anything back, okay?"
Brooke nodded, "What're we gonna do? When he gets out, he's gonna come looking for me, if his goons aren't already. And if he finds Brian here too... I don't want anyone to get hurt."
"And no one will," Letty assured her, "You said it yourself - he won't be out for a few years. That's plenty of time to work it out."
"And if it's not a few years?" Brooke looked truly terrified of the thought of her father getting released from prison. The fear in her face almost made Letty regret sticking around with the young woman for so long.
"We will figure this out, Brooke. I'll talk to Brian later, see if I can get some clarity on this. If your father contacts you in any way, you need to tell me. Got it?"
Brooke nodded again and Letty pulled her in for a hug. She had no clue what to do, but somehow convinced her friend that everything would be okay. Now she needed someone to convince her.
"Come on, we gotta get ready to see Leon."
An hour later, the women were on their way to The Lab in the heart of Pasadena. The ride was tense and silent, neither woman in the mood for small talk. Letty had to many confusing thoughts going though her mind to even attempt a normal conversation. Brooke, on the other hand, was riddled with anxiety brought on by Letty's unusual quiet behavior.
"Are we okay, Lett? I don't like this silence."
Letty snapped out of her trance, "Sorry. just trying to piece all of this together."
"You didn't answer my question."
"We're fine, Brooke. You never told me about the race last night... how'd you like it?"
"It was... different," Brooke grinned, "But exciting. Dom's a hell of a racer. Did he teach you?"
Letty smirked, "Yeah, sort of. Vince taught me the basics, but Dominic taught me how to perfect my craft. When I first took off, I got these flashbacks of our lessons. He was a pain in the ass. 'Shift now!' or 'You're revving too hard!'" Letty smiled as the memory played out in her brain vividly. "But he knew his shit, I'll give him that much. He had patience with me. I was stubborn, and bratty, and naive, but Dominic was patient. He never got frustrated, or raised his voice with me. He was always gentle."
"I find that hard to imagine with a guy built like a brick shithouse," Brooke laughed, "I also met a really cute guy. One of Dom's friends, Oz."
"You didn't tell him anything personal did you? Anything he would've took back to Dom?" Letty asked cautiously.
"No, of course not. Besides, he was with me the whole night. Talking, and laughing... those dimples," Brooke gushed about her new crush.
"Alright, keep your panties on. We got an interview."
Pulling into The Lab, Letty was floored by the state-of-the-art garage. The massive building painted black with a mural of Jesse and his beloved Jetta painted on the front. Several low-riding cars were parked outside the front, along with Leon's Nissan. The ladies entered the establishment, where loud rock music blasted from a speakers hanging high in the garage. Several cars were on lifts being cared for by uniformed mechanics. Letty spotted Leon behind the counter with Hector, neither noticing the women's arrival.
"Hell of a place you got, Le," Letty grabbed his attention.
"What am I, chopped liver?" Hector exclaimed with a grin. "Damn it's good to see you girl," he held his fist out to her. She was apprehensive, but she had to remind herself that Hector was a good friend in her former life, and not a threat to her now.
"Likewise, man," she replied and bumped knuckles with him. "This place is rad."
"Come on, I'll give you the tour," Leon offered. He walked the girls through the humongous garage, introducing them to handsome mechanics and getting them acquainted with the different stations around the shop. Letty was impressed by what Leon had achieved and she was itching to get under one of those cars and get to work. The shoddy garage she worked at in Nevada was nothing compared to The Lab. She was in love, but couldn't help but feel like something was missing. Or someone.
"Brooke, why don't you let Hector show you our system, see if you can handle it," Brooke nodded and Leon led Letty back outside and over to a small patio set. "So what went down last night? Dom bolted out of there like a bat outta hell, and I thought Brooke was gonna have a heart attack."
"We kinda bumped into each other. Dom must've had someone run a background on Brooke. Somehow he knew I went to see Mia."
"And how did that go?"
"Awkward at first. The way I left, I was expecting him to be bitter and angry. But he wasn't - he just seemed genuinely happy to see me. Can't say I didn't feel the same."
Leon gave a knowing smile, "Ooh, are sparks reigniting in paradise?"
Letty smile at his childishness, "It's just the first day back. I'm more concerned with finding a steady job and a place to live."
"You know I can help with both. I told you we have plenty of room at the mansion. Mom would love to have you."
"I appreciate that Le, but I'm looking for something long-term and I can't live with you forever."
"Well, I have a place in LA, too. No one is there," Leon offered.
"Your bachelor pad?" Letty grinned, "Have you bleached it down recently?"
Leon chuckled, "It's clean. Sadly, I haven't been able to put it to much use since we got the garage up. That's what I was trying to do last night until the cops showed."
"You sound bummed."
"All work and no play makes Leon a dull boy," he stood with a grin, "I'll give you the keys later, let you check the place out."
"Mia misses you, ya know. Call her, please. For me," Letty begged. She didn't want to be responsible for any broken friendships.
Leon nodded, "I'll give her a shout later. Right now, we need to get to work."
Two hours in, Letty and Brooke both seem comfortable at their work stations; Brooke manning the register and phone, and Letty busy pasting flame decals on a '06 Cavalier. It was a shitty choice for a shitty car, but it was what the paying customer wanted. Brooke seemed to forget all about her daddy issues as she smiled and flirted her way to nice tips, while Letty on the other hand was distracted by the migraine rearing it's ugly head again. She enjoyed the busy work and was happy that Leon was allowing her to get back to her artistic side designing and applying graphics, but her headache put her back in her grumpy, annoyed mood.
"Having fun?" Brooke's upbeat voice caught Letty's voice.
"I wouldn't call it that," Letty replied with a small smile, standing back to admire her work. Brooke joined her, scoffing at the horrid look of the car. Letty caught sight of money sticking out of Brooke's bra, "I see you're enjoying your work a little more."
Brooke smile while pulling a generous wad from her shirt, "It has it's advantages. You think it's a good fit for us? 'Cause I love working beside cute guys, making way more than I did as a bartender."
"I think it'll do for now. Leon has a place that he said we can use, I think I'm gonna head home for a while, then check it out."
"Are you okay?" Brooke asked, placing a worried hand on her shoulder.
"Yeah," Letty began cleaning up her work area, "These headaches are kicking my ass."
"What's going on, girls?" Leon asked, entering the room.
"Headache is back. Think I could take a few hours?" Letty asked.
"On your first day?" Leon asked with a smile, but it quickly faded when she didn't return the gesture. "Yeah it's cool, take off. I think we got everything covered here."
"Thanks Le," Letty grabbed her things and said her goodbyes before taking off for the hotel.
She shot Mia a text asking for Brian's number, hoping to get some time with him alone. Mia replied quickly with the number and Letty didn't wait to call him. Letty made it inside as she ended the call, being greeted at the door by her anxious pup. Ginger attacked Letty with sloppy kisses at the door, obviously happy to see her. Letty hurried to clean up with a shower and a fresh change of clothes before taking Ginger out for relief. She watched the hyperactive pup dart around the lawn, stopping every few seconds to stare off into traffic. Letty hated leaving her dog in the hotel room all day with no way of relieving her excess energy, which was another reason she was determined to check-out today. They headed back upstairs and Letty decided to prep for moving day; gathering all her belongings and Brooke's and packing them away. She made it half-way through before received a text alert on her phone from Brian. She refilled Ginger's bowl before heading outside to meet him.
Stepping out the doors, her body flushed with warmth at the sight of him. Brian always had this angelic glow about him, as if his genuine good-nature was always showing to the world. He didn't have a bad bone in his body, and it didn't take fifteen years for Letty to realize that. He was the perfect man for Mia, and the perfect partner in crime to Dom.
The closer she got to him, she could see his coveralls were covered in filth, confirming his haste departure from work.
"You finally got the grease-monkey look down, I see."
Brian turned to look at her and gave his thousand-watt smile. He stood to his feet and stared her up and down, his smile widening.
"Dom was right - you do look good."
"Wish I could say the same. At least you're starting to appear like a decent mechanic and not an underwear model," she loved ribbing Brian. He could take a punch, and a joke, so he was alright in her book.
"Don't pretend like you don't find this sexy! Come give me a hug," Brian smiled and she allowed him to wrap her up in a tight hug, laughing as he lifted her off the ground. "You had us worried sick, woman. Where have you been?"
"Here and there. I've been fine, but you may not be," Letty dropped her smile, "Sit."
"What's wrong?" he asked, panic laced in his voice.
"Did you arrest a man named Carter Verone?" Letty got straight to the point.
Brian froze for a moment, "Yeah, about ten years ago. After I gave Dom those keys, I quit. Went to Miami to race. Got picked up by US Customs and my old boss and they offered me a deal - infiltrate and bring down this money launderer-kingpin and they'd clear my name. Roman helped me, they cleared him too. Letty, why are you asking me this?"
"Brooke - the girl with Leon last night - is a good friend, we've been rolling together since I left. She's also Carter's daughter."
The color drained from Brian's face as he scanned Letty's for answers. His bright blue eyes spiked with fear.
"What is she doing here? Are you two working together?"
"No, Brian," she tried to calm him, "She just realized last night who you were. She used to work for him, but she doesn't anymore. But I have to warn you, he will be out soon. Within the next few years."
"Shit! I forgot all about Carter. I never expected him to be out any time soon. I should've known a guy with money like that - bars won't hold him for long. There's only one way to stop a man like that," Brian dropped his head to his knees, rocking back and forth.
Letty rubbed her hand over his back comfortingly, "Hey, relax! Nothing is going to happen to anyone."
Brian jumped up from the bench, "I'm gonna make sure of it. Thanks for the heads up, Letty. I gotta go call Roman."
Brian stalked off, ignoring Letty as she yelled for him to wait. Letty sighed and headed back inside the building. She thought telling Brian about Carter would be a good idea, but she now she regretted it. Brian worked best off emotion and impulse, and Letty worried if she just sent him running into a fire that wasn't even sparked yet.
She trusted Brian was smart enough not to make a move without Dominic's advice first, and she didn't think Dom was eager to go chasing bad guys again, so Letty knew she had time to relax. Letty made her way up the stairway to the second floor where her room was located to finish packing. She made it about thirty feet to room 225 before she heard a familiar baritone echo throughout the building. Slowly making her way back towards the stairs the voice became louder, and more clear.
"Letty Ortiz," the voice boomed as he responded to Terry, the clerk, "I'm not sure. Maybe. She's with a woman, and a dog-"
Letty rolled her eyes and took the steps to find Dom standing at the concierge desk, also covered in dirt and grime from the garage. It didn't take much to realize he had followed Brian from work to find her. She wondered if she should curse him out for showing up, or invite him upstairs to relieve her long, unwanted celibacy. Even with dirt and grease slung up his muscled arms, he wore it well. Her brain imagined the dirt as chocolate and she wondered how long it would take to lick him clean.
Letty shook the frivolous thoughts from her head that brought a blush to her skin and spoke up, "Terry, it's fine. He's here for me."
Dom turned to look up at her, his dark eyes glowing as if she were the greatest thing they had rested upon. A small smile curled at his lips, and she couldn't stop her face from mimicking the gesture. She turned on her heels and led him to her room. After their exchange inside, he helped her with her bags out to her car. After loading up her Camaro ready to finally leave the hotel behind, she promised that she would keep her word to Mia about stopping by soon.
"Everyone's flying in on Friday. Maybe you can stop by then. I know Tej and Rome would love to see you."
Letty laughed at the thought of the two men who made her laugh with their antics, "Yeah, I do kinda miss those knuckleheads. Maybe I will."
"Should I be worried about O'Conner? He's got a son now, Letty. He's still trying to cope with a life without bullets, and I don't want-" Letty could see that Dom was struggling to take her word that Brian would be okay, and knew Dom would be the person to keep Brian from jumping back into cop-mode.
"Dom, Brian and Roman locked up Brooke's dad in Miami a decade ago. Some hotshot kingpin. She thinks he'll be out in the next few years and wanted me to warn him."
Dom reacted the same way Brian had - panicked and amped for battle. She didn't think twice about grabbing his hands away from his face, "Hey, chill out. I promised nothing will happen to anyone"
"He can't get dragged into that life again, Letty. I refuse to let my baby sister become a widow at thirty."
Dom's pout wore down her hard shell, and her hand moved to his cheek, "And he won't. He'll be fine, all right? I have to go."
He nodded and kissed the inside of her hand, his lips sending a softness over Letty. She admired his gentleness with her. He was never forceful with his affection, but did just enough to show her he still cared about her.
Letty pulled away before things got anymore heated and slid in her car, "Go home Dominic. "Tell O'Conner not to worry; I'll take care of this."
She waited for his nod before pulling off, heading in the same direction as Brian previously. Her heart raced as thoughts of making love with Dom clouded her mind. It had been a long time since she had sex, and with her last partner being Owen Shaw, even longer since she had good sex. Owen wasn't necessarily bad, but he had no compassion, or even emotion during their encounters. There were no soft touches or caresses, or light kisses. He only cared about getting his rocks off, and used Letty to get the job done.
With Dominic though, Letty knew it was different. Though they weren't intimate in their short time together, frequent flashbacks of their steamy sessions didn't fail to portray the passion. Though they fed some of her curiosity, she couldn't survive off just flashbacks. She needed to feel the real thing, and sooner than later.
Letty followed the directions to Leon's second home in LA and scowled when she realized it was only four blocks away from Echo Park, where the Toretto home stood. The Tuscan two-story home was surprisingly well kept and surrounded by other neat, elegant homes. She pulled into the driveway, relieved at the near silence around the neighborhood. She released Ginger and they made their way through the gated front lawn and into the house. The inside was just as beautiful with pale yellow walls and cherry wood windowsills and tiled floors, arched brick doorways and a welcoming fireplace that set off the large living room well. The brown furniture and matching tables spread around a large flatscreen gave off a manly vibe, but it was clean, which was all Letty really asked for. The dreamy master bedroom was done in brick walls and wood floors, with a California King-size draped in silky white sheets and a plush white rug underneath. Another flatscreen TV hung on the wall ahead and a massive floor-length window gave way to the beautiful, neatly-cut backyard. The long in-ground pool would definitely be seeing Letty later. She explored the rest of the house, finding two more bedrooms, a den, two and a half bathrooms, and a kitchen/dining area. It had to cost an arm and a leg, and Letty almost felt bad for accepting Leon's offer to live there. With him in Pasadena at his mansion, this elegant home was going to waste with no one to enjoy it, but she quickly realized she didn't mind taking care of it.
Letty gathered their things from the car and headed back in to unpack. She set up and her put her things away in the master bedroom, while leaving Brooke's packed bags on the bed in another bedroom. She watched from the window as Ginger pranced around the backyard before making a mad dash into the pool. The dog loved water and Letty was happy that she finally could enjoy being a dog for once.
Once her things were put away, Letty retrieved the joint from her purse that Leon gave her the night before and kicked off her sneakers, crawling to the top of the bed. She found an ashtray in a drawer that was also littered with condoms.
"At least he's being safe," she said before sparking the end of the joint. She took two strong pulls from the spliff and layed back on the bed, exhaling after a few seconds. She felt the herb hit her instantly, relaxing her into a serene state of calm. Letty forgot all about her headache and instead, thought about Dominic again. How good he looked in his cut-off work-shirt with sweat and dirt covering his thick biceps, the heartwarming smile he had for her in the hotel lobby, the soft kiss against her hand. Rehashing those moments created a hot fire inside Letty that she knew wasn't going anyway anytime soon.
She hit the joint again and her mind drifted even further away...
"Hey you," Letty said as she found Dom sitting lazily on the sofa in the living room. She flopped down next to him, her feet curling up under her as she leaned against his chest. His arm instantly went over her shoulder. "What're you doing all alone?"
"I was on my way to El Gato with Vince before the races, but he finally got the call from Theresa he's been waiting for so of course he canceled," Dom said with a smirk. "I thought you went with Mia and her friends to the movies?"
Letty gave a confused look that helped Dom realize he had been played again, "Sorry, man, but she got you again. You know I don't like her airhead friends."
"Damn, girl drives me insane. She's probably out with that boyfriend of hers. She knows when Dads out of town, she's not supposed to be out overnight, and damn sure not with Ramon. I just wish she wouldn't lie to me."
"Give her a break," Letty pleaded, "You know Mia doesn't get out much. And with you and Vince acting like attack dogs every time she finds a boy she likes, I don't blame her for sneaking around one bit. She's sixteen, she's not a kid anymore."
"I don't trust him one bit. Mia's a good girl-"
"And she'll still be a good girl when she gets home. Mia's smart, Dom. Don't underestimate her wit," Letty said. "And besides, she doesn't give you grief for that revolving door you call a bedroom."
"Hey," Dom pinched her side, receiving a loud laugh from Letty, "I've been good. It's been three months since my last conquest."
"Wow, three whole months. You want a medal?" Letty taunted, standing from the sofa to head to the kitchen.
"I think you're just jealous."
Dom's words froze Letty at the fridge. She pulled out a Corona and turned to face him. He casually leaned against the doorframe and challenged her with his eyes.
"Jealous of what exactly? The disgusting tramps you find worthy enough to swallow your cock? No thanks," Letty snarled while taking a gulp of her drink.
"Maybe it's the fact that you haven't been the reason for my revolving door."
Letty cocked a brow at him as she felt her heart-rate increase, "Excuse me? Thanks, but no thanks. We're too close for that."
Dom approached Letty from behind as she leaned against the counter and gazed out the window to the backyard. The closer he got to her, the more Letty could feel the heat radiating off of his body.
"When are you gonna stop kidding yourself?" he murmured in her ear, sending shock-waves of pleasure over Letty's skin. His fingers traced their way down her bare arms and laced with her hand. "You want me..." he kissed below her ear while slowly leading her hand to the front of his jeans to feel his eagerness. "Just as much as I want you."
Letty's heart thumped against her chest as she felt Dom's hard-on through his pants. Her skin was flushed and her breath hitched in her throat as he kissed her neck softly, all the while keeping her hand firmly against his hardened crotch. Letty turned against the counter to face him, his dark eyes clouded with lust as he stared at her.
"Dom..." Letty trailed off as he raised his black t-shirt from his body, showing off his toned and fit torso. "We've gotten so close in the past two years. I don't want to lose my best friend."
"I don't want you to be my best friend," he said. Letty looked away, frustration quickly rushing to her mind. His finger under her chin forced her to look at him, "I want you to be mine. All mine."
The sincerity in his voice was all it took to convince Letty to cross that line for the first time, and with him. Their blossoming friendship was built on harmless flirting and teasing, though Letty wouldn't call it completely harmless. She knew being in love with Dominic was a bad idea; he was barely nineteen and a ladies man. She couldn't remember him having a serious relationship in his life, and Letty was afraid of becoming another notch in his belt, but she knew Dom. She knew there was more to their friendship than she wanted to believe, and she now knew Dom felt the same way.
After a few seconds of a mental debate game, Letty said 'fuck it' and leaned in for the kiss she had been so itching for. Their lips crushed together and sparks ignited all over her body. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she deepened the kiss and Dom returned the passion. His hands trailed down to her plump ass, lifting her up and sitting her on the counter. Dom stood between her legs, his hard-on pushing against Letty's sweatpants. Letty's legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him as close as possible as their tongues danced in rhythm together. He ripped her t-shirt to shreds, pulling the mangled fabric away from her body to admire her soft caramel skin, and especially the black bra that held her perky breasts. Dom stood back to gaze at her body.
"You're so beautiful, Lett," he said softly, his eyes heavy-lidded as he drug them over her chest. Letty felt all of her inhibitions melting away as she sat there, exposed to the man she had been loving in secret since she was a child. She reached behind her back and undid her bra, allowing the fabric to crash to the kitchen floor. His eyes glued to her chest, yet she didn't lose confidence or feel nervous about him seeing her. Dom closed the distance again, dipping his head to rest between her breasts. He massaged them gently with his hands, licking and kissing the soft skin between. Dom took one of her nipples between his teeth, licking and nibbling on the sensitive bud gently. Letty moaned out in ecstasy, his warm mouth breaking down every wall she used to protect herself from him. Her head lolled back as he sucked wildly at her breasts, sending all the blood from her head rushing to her throbbing center. She furiously undid Dom's belt and used her feet to push his boxers and pants down to his knees and eagerly grabbed at his ass, her nails digging into his cheeks. Dom grinned against her lips and yanked her sweats down, pulling them off and tossing them away. He did the same with her black thong, ridding her body of the lacy underwear. Dom's eyes were glued on her center that dripped wet for him. His head dipped in between her thighs and his tongue slowly dragged over her swollen clit, sending shocking jolts over Letty's body. Her insides were on fire, and the twirling motion he did with his tongue was sure to send her over the edge if she didn't stop him.
She pulled him up by his ears and tasted herself on his lips, another involuntary moan escaping her mouth.
"You know I'm a vir-"
"I know," Dom said softly, "If you don't want to, we won't. But I still want to be with you, whether we do or not."
Letty smiled and kissed him again, getting lost in the act of making out with her best friend. Or should she say boyfriend now? One look down at his staggeringly large dick reminded her that labels didn't matter right now. If it was all just a dream she'd wake up wet and pissed off from, she was determined to make the best of it.
"I want you to have me," her raspy voice managed.
Dom didn't wait for anymore words. He lifted her easily from the counter and her legs wrapped around his waist again as she held on while he carried her up to his room. He kicked the door shut behind him and crawled in the bed with her underneath him. He reached into his bedside table and retrieved a condom, slipping the protection over his shaft.
"If I hurt you-"
"Just make love to me, Dom," Letty said as she mentally prepared herself for the biggest moment of her life. Dom's lips dropped to her once again before gently sliding his long, thick cock inside of her wet core. They both gasped, Dom from the incredible tightness of her womanhood, and Letty from the initial entry. It hurt like hell, Dom wasn't exactly 'average' but after a few seconds of pain that brought tears to her eyes, she felt nothing but bliss. Unadulterated intoxication that came from Dominic being inside of her. A feeling she never wanted to go without again.
Letty's text alerts buzzing on her phone brought her out of her sensual daze. She realized that her hand snaked it's way into her panties and the wetness she felt was brought on by her intense daydream. Cursing, horny and aggravated, she opened the messages on her phone, a notification appearing near Leon's name.
"Are you coming or what?"
Letty rolled her eyes and flopped back on the bed.