| DISCLAIMER: I don�t own Dom or any other characters from The Fast and the Furious. Monique is my fictitious character, however. This story is for adult entertainment purposes only and no profit is being made. All readers should be 18+. Feedback would be greatly appreciated. Enjoy! COOLING OFF Monique sat on the couch flipping channels with the remote control when suddenly the screen goes black. She looks around a bit confused until she realizes that the power is out. "What the fuck," she rolls her eyes. "Not this again." She hops up and goes down into the basement to check the circuit breaker. Everything is still in the �on� position. It�s 96 degrees in the heat of a summer�s Saturday afternoon and not the time to be without air conditioning. She flips the switches off and on again, hoping for a miracle. Nothing�just dead silence and sweltering heat. Picking up the phone she tries to place a call, but with the power outage she can�t use her cordless. Moments pass and still no power. She decides to walk next door to the Torretto�s to see if they�re experiencing the same problem. She steps out onto her porch and walks across the grass, now sweating a bit from the humidity. She knocks on the door fully expecting to see Mia�s welcoming face but is pleasantly surprised to see Dom standing there wearing khaki pants and a white tank top, displaying his perfect male physique. �Interesting, I thought he�d be working at the shop at this hour� she thinks. Monique had been enamoured with this caramel-coated demi-god from the first moment she laid eyes on him. She�d only moved to L.A. 6 months ago and really didn�t know anyone. She and Mia had become friends right from the beginning and Mia made a point to look out for her. Now staring idiotically into Dom�s sexy brown eyes she forgot why she was even there. "Hey, Monique�what�s up?" he asked with a cocky grin. His eyes trailed seductively down her body. She was wearing a spaghetti strapped tank that stopped just short of her belly button. His eyes paused in their downward motion and focused on the thin belly chain that glinted in the sun and contrasted perfectly against her smooth dark skin, resting just above the low cut denim shorts she wore. "Um, hi Dom," finally remembering the reason for her visit, "is your power out?" She couldn�t keep from wringing her hands and shifting her feet nervously as she spoke. She got the impression that Dom was mentally undressing her. "Yeah�I called the electric company on my cell phone. The whole block is out." He looked around and waved to a few neighbors idly standing in their yards. "It�s gonna be out for a couple of hours. You wanna come in?" "Sure thanks." He opens the door and motions for her to step inside. "Is Mia here?" "No, she�s at the caf�. She�ll be back in a few hours. Have a seat." He guides her to the couch and walks into the kitchen. "Thirsty?" "Yes, what do you have?" She glanced around uncomfortably seeing that they were apparently all alone. "Let�s see," sticking his head into the fridge, "we have water, beer, wine coolers, and tea. What�s your pleasure?" "I�ll have tea, thanks." He fills a glass with ice and pours in the brown liquid. When he hands her the glass their fingers touch slightly. He gives her a flirty smile and his eyes drop slyly to her cleavage. "So, you still working at the hospital at night and going to school during the day?" He sits on the chair to her left and casually tosses his leg over the arm. "Yeah, I stay pretty busy. But, the semester ended yesterday. So I�ve got some free time now. I�ll probably just work overtime at the hospital. Try to save some money." Her eyes focus on his massive chest for a moment then catching herself she glances away quickly. "So, Dom I thought you�d be at the shop. You playin� hookie or what?" "Yep! Wasn�t a whole lot to do today, the team can handle it." He takes another sip of Corona. "Monique, tell me something. Why aren�t there ever any guys hanging around your place? You single?" "Yes, as a matter of fact I am." She lifts her glass in a mock toast, "and I�m gonna stay that way. For a while at least," she shrugs. "How come?" "The last guy I dated treated me pretty bad. I gave him love, he gave me a bloody nose." Pausing briefly to sip her tea, "that�s kinda why I left Dallas. I just needed to start over. Find a purpose in life." Noticing a photo of him and Letty, "so are you and Letty ever gonna tie the knot?" "Not likely." He looks away frowning slightly. "All we do is fight�we seldom talk anymore." Shrugging his shoulders, "we broke up a couple of weeks ago. Haven�t really talked to her since. She avoids me at work and I pretty much do the same." "Oh, I�m sorry to hear that." Monique silently jumps for joy as she turns and looks out the window trying to suppress the evil grin that�s threatening to ruin their moment of bonding. Sweat begins to bead up on her forehead and she wipes it off with the back of her hand. She leans over and picks up a folded newspaper from the table before her and begins fanning herself, then takes another few sips of her drink emptying the glass. Dom doesn�t appear to notice as he sits staring at the floor silently musing over his lost love. Monique lays back on the couch and lets out a deep sigh, "this heat is becoming unbearable. And I�m from Texas," she shakes her head and put an ice cube in her mouth to cool off. "You wanna refill?" "No, ice is better. One day back home, the electricity went off at my apartment complex. It was late July, triple digit temperature, and didn�t come back on for almost 4 hours. Now that was misery. The only thing I could do to cool off was rub ice cubes all over myself." "Really?" He asks cocking his head to the side, raising his eyebrow. He rose from the chair and sat down next to her on the couch. Reaching into her glass he retrieves an ice cube then places it on her arm, rubbing it in lazy circles. He makes his way up her arm to her shoulders, then her collarbone. Monique rests her head back as she feels the ice now tracing her jaw, leaving a wet trail in its wake. She�s spellbound as he proceeds to moves the ice over her full, painted lips. She lets out a deep moan and closes her eyes. Parting her lips she loops her tongue around the ice and takes it into her mouth along with one of Dom�s fingers and sucks on it. Dom leans over and starts nibbling on her neck and tonguing her ear, making her squirm. He then moves in front of her, kneeling on the floor between her legs and she removes her tank top. He grabs another ice cube from the glass and glides it all over her chest. Everywhere the ice went Dom�s mouth eagerly followed, tasting her. Monique unfastens her bra and slides the straps down her arms. She then wraps the bra around his neck and uses it to reel him in for a lustful kiss. Dom returns the kiss, playfully biting her lower lip and sucking on it, then teasing the roof of her mouth with the tip of his tongue before deepening the kiss. She releases her hold on the bra and lets it fall to the floor. Dom then turns his attention to her breasts and begins to explore them with his hands, gently massaging and kneading the soft mounds. Taking one into his mouth he flicks his tongue out to circle the nipple then nips it gently before completely taking it into his mouth. Monique can do nothing but arch her back to get closer to his ravenous mouth and run her hands all over his arms, shoulders and back. He releases her breast and removes his wife beater, then grabs her hips and makes her stand before him. He unbuttons her shorts and pulls them down. He now turns her around and is face to face with her backside, which is meagerly covered by a lace thong. He growls and takes a little bite out of her, startling her. Still on his knees he grabs the rim of the thong and pulls it down with his teeth. Then bends her over, making her kneel onto the couch and aligns her ass with his face. Monique jumps from the sudden coldness of ice being rubbed all over her back. He places the cube at the base of her spine and slowly traces her crack with it, enjoying her squirm as the melting ice trickles between her cheeks. He continues munching on her ass, sucking and biting roughly. All the while running the ice up and down her inner thighs and backs of her shapely calves. Now with the ice completely melted he spreads her cheeks with both hands and begins to eat her out from behind. He takes one long lick from front to back, savoring her sweetness, reveling in her scent and inhaling it deeply. He sticks out his tongue and shoves it inside her as far as he can and moves it around in slow, voracious circles. He moves his head back and forth, fucking her with his mouth making her pant heavily and cry out to every known god in the universe from a-z, Allah to Zeus. She moans and wiggles her hips, pressing herself farther into his face. She just can�t believe that a man this good looking can eat pussy like this. Usually the best looking guys can�t fuck worth a damn, but Dom is an obvious exception. Dom continues wreaking havoc on her cunt as he tongue finds her very swollen clit and flicks it, once, twice and again until she screams out his name. He�s now making a complete meal out of her and she can�t take it anymore, sensory overload causes her to cum so violently that she nearly faints. When the spasms ebb she feels him nudge her slick opening with the tip of penis. She rocks back urging him in farther but he still wants to tease her. He rubs the tip of his cock on her clit, then up and down teasing her opening. "Dom stop teasing me," she begs. "Make me," he retorts. He pushes the head of his cock into her, lightly stroking in and out. She tries to back into him to make him go deeper but he moves back. Hearing him chuckle she begins to get pissed. "Dammit, Dom! Either fuck me or get off so I can go home and finish the job myself," she yells over her shoulder. "And how would you do that? You got a little toy at home to play with, huh?" he grins wickedly. "Will you let me watch?" "Damn you!" she attempts to get up but he grabs her hips roughly and finally embeds himself into her. She screams and winces slightly from the size of him. He stands still until she�s become comfortable again and begins to move into her, rocking slowly and gently, grinding himself against her as the sweat pours down his body. She clamps her muscles tightly on his cock and lets out a deep moan from the feel of his pubic hair scratching her hot ass. He increases his pace, stroking her swiftly and smoothly, relishing the sound of skin slapping skin. He looks down and watches his cock disappear into her depths and reappear with a fresh coating of her honey, which only makes him slam into her even harder. She matches his thrust, bucking wildly back into him. They�re now both covered with a sheen of sweat and gasping for air. The house has become like a sauna in the smoldering heat making it harder to breathe but the two weeks without Letty has left him in a celibate rage. Not that he couldn�t have gotten laid but he doesn�t just jump in the sack with any little piece of ass that comes along. Harder and deeper he plunges himself into her vigorously and is spurred on by the constant clenching of her pussy. Dom does his level best to hammer completely through her. Feeling his pending orgasm he slows his pace trying to delay the moment. He attempts to forces his thoughts to something non-sexual. �Shit! Who are the Dodgers playing tomorrow night? Oh, yea the Braves?�When are my new rims coming in? Should be Wednesday. Ok, shit�Gotta cut the grass in the backyard tomorrow�damn her pussy�s tight, fuck�maybe trim the hedges out front�Oh god, water the grass�Damn! Now what�Maybe have a swimming pool installed out back�oh fuck!� Dom�s thoughts are cut short when he feels Monique�s hand caressing his balls. "Ahh fuck," he grunts through clenched teeth and slaps her on the ass. No longer holding back he again begins ramming her, gripping her hips painfully and pulling her back into his opposing thrusts. She let�s go of him and holds on to the back of the couch for balance as his balls now spank her very engorged clit. He reaches down and finds her slick swollen nub and rubs it, making her cry out and climax again. Now sensing his imminent release he pulls out of her. Monique quickly turns around and takes him into her mouth while rapidly stroking him until he spews his juices all over her face and chest and is completely drained. They lay back onto the sofa panting. Monique grabs the last ice cube from her glass and rubs it all over his sweaty chest, circling his nipples. She looks deep into his beautiful brown eyes, "now that�s what I call cooling off." He chuckles, "yeah, I�ll be sure to send a thank you card to the electric company." |