[Mature Content warning, everyone depicted in the story are fictional characters and are at or above the age of consent.]
The girls leave me alone in the living room, and I hear a lot of...and I mean a lot of shouting, giggling and laughing, so much so that it brings a smile to my face, even as it gives me a headache.
'Guess I should get used to driving a normal car again…well a normal for me car…' I think idly and with the fact that the girls are busy with girl time I decide to go out for a drive.
Sliding into the driver's seat of the Skyline, she feels good…just not as good as Supra, a small part of me wants to take out Supra's old body for a spin…but that's a part of her and probably just dead metal now thanks to the Cube/Allspark sliver, turning her into a Cybertronian and then me removing her Spark.
Leaving the house putting the Skyline through her paces, something I haven't done since Mia, Letty and I finished building her.
"Should do something nice for Mia and Letty separately…it was nice designing Vibranium engines with Letty and with Mia offering her insights/opinions that were helpful...but I need to show them that I love them and appreciate them." I mutter as I start coming up on the gathering of street racers and I catch sight of someone out of the corner of my left eye,
'Monica Fuentes…mommy!' the thought pops into my mind unprovoked, as I stare hard at the Eva Mendes look-alike. 'Shiiittt this means that the plot of 2Fast-2Furious is about to start.' I express as Tej waves for me to pull up to the starting line.
A few seconds later the race starts but the race doesn't even feel like a challenge, as I shift through gears and leave the competition behind.
Easing the Skyline over the finish line engine purring. The other racers are still catching up, their headlights shining in the distance, but my eyes aren't on the road anymore.
They're on her. Monica's standing near the crowd, but in a way that leaves her just outside of the crowd, leaning against a lamppost in a slinky dress, a casual look on her face, her dark hair worn loose, and a flirty smile is on Monica's face.
'God she's beautiful.' I think the look Monica's giving me isn't the obvious, hunger/lust filled kind I'm used to receiving from fangirls at the street race scene. It's more of a lingering…invitation that is hiding...a... calculating and…maybe cataloging mind.
Testing the waters, I slide my eyes down her body loving those long tan legs then sliding my eyes up again, she gives the faintest half-smirk before melting into the crowd like a ghost.
I feel the corners of my mouth twitch, into a small smile, 'Oh yeah…I still got it even after being domesticated.' I express in a soft internal whisper, even though I know that she means trouble.
I know I should head home but I catch one more glance of her. She slides the skirt of her slinky dress up and turns her legs to the side in a gesture I easily recognize as an invitation.
'I know I should head home…back to Mia, Letty, Sophia, Pet and Supra but my body's already made up its mind parking the Skyline I stalk after Monica catching up to her easily.
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3rd person PoV smut
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In a dingy dimly lit alley,Brian presses Monica Fuentes up against the rough brick wall of a building.
"It was so hot watching you win the race." Monica murmurs against Brian's lips as his hands explore her curves. Monica's fingers tangle in his hair, pulling him closer as their lips crash together in a passionate, hungry kiss.
"Fuck, you're so beautiful!" Brian growls against her mouth, his hands roaming over her body, tracing the lines of her waist, her hips, before lifting her skirt and sliding his fingers beneath her lace panties. Monica gasps into his kiss as he finds her already wet and ready. He teases her clit, circling and stroking, until she's writhing against him, her moans echoing off the alley walls.
"Please," Monica's voice is a breathless desperation filled plea. "Fuck me!"
Brian's cock throbs at her words, straining against his pants. He quickly unbuckles his belt, pushes his pants and boxers down, freeing himself. Monica reaches for him, her hand wrapping around his shaft, stroking firmly. "Mmm, you're so big," she moans, her thumb circling the sensitive head.
Brian groans, his head falling back. He hitches her leg around his waist, positioning himself at her entrance. "You want me to fuck you right here in this alley?" Brian asks, his voice rough with desire.
"Yes," she whispers, her eyes locked on his. "Fuck me, Fuck me hard!"
With a single, powerful thrust, he's inside her, filling her completely. Monica cries out, her nails digging into his shoulders as he begins to move. His hips piston against hers, each thrust deeper and harder than the last. The sound of their skin slapping together, their ragged breaths, and the wet sounds of their coupling fill the alley.
"Fuck you little whore, you're so fucking tight!" Brian grunts, his voice straining with the effort it's taking not to come inside of her.
Monica's body tenses, her inner muscles clenching around him as her orgasm builds. "Fuck baby, fuck I'm close, I'm so fucking close," Monica gasps almost as if she's in pain. "Don't stop. Please don't stop." Monica's gasping turns to a begging babbling.
Brian increases his pace, his hips moving faster, his thrusts more urgent. "Come for me, Whore," he demands, his voice a low growl. "Come from the cock of a guy who you don't even know."
'Who's going to knock your sexy ass up tonight!' Brian says in his head.
Monica's body obeys, her orgasm crashing over her in waves making her cry out, her voice echoes off of the alley walls.
Brian grunts as Monica's inner muscles milk his cock the sight and feeling of Monica coming undone sends Brian over the edge. He thrusts deep one last time, holding her tightly as he spills his seed inside her, coating her walls with his hot, sticky release.
"NOOO!!!" Monica cries out as her tapering orgasm reintensifies and redoubles in intensity as Brian's thick fat cock remains buried within her pulsing as he fills her with a fat, hot rope after rope of his cum.
Depositing such a large reampie, that his cum starts dripping down her thighs as they stay entwined with one another, their breaths slowly returning to normal, as the bask in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.
"Fuck, you feel so fucking good." Brian grunts and Monica makes a noise of agreement before Brian separates from her.
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Undisclosed Location known only by those with the highest of security clearances known as; Elsewhere
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A large monitor glows in a dimly lit operations room, replaying the Skyline's run through the city from traffic cam angles…and a hot little rendezvous with a hot little undercover U.S. Customs Agent.
'Not that I blame him for that…he does take after his old man in that regard.' Mr. Nobody thinks and stands from behind the desk, rubbing his temples like the motion might keep a migraine at bay.
"But dammit, Brian!" Mr.Nobody mutters, stabbing the pause button when the camera freezes on O'Connor's face. "Why couldn't you just stay under the radar?"
No one answers...not that they could if the wanted with the gags in their mouths and the bullet holes in their foreheads.
He exhales slowly, already thinking three moves ahead. Miami just got complicated…too complicated for him to continue staying in the shadows.
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