Fast And Furious Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Is it fast?” “Yes.” “How fast?” “Top speed is two hundred and forty-eight miles per hour.” “Shit,” he said, drawing the word out for one long breath. “That’s fast, dude. The cops must pull you over all the time.” “It happens more often than I’d like.” “Is it your daily driver?” I rubbed the back of my neck to work out some of the kinks that worked all the way down from the base of my skull to my lower back. “It is right now, but not by choice. I have a Jeep back home.”

Clutching the seatbelt for dear life, I yelled, “Is that your mafia or business enemy? What is it, Dax? Human trafficking? Drug dealing? Oh gosh! If this is true, I’m telling Dad to cancel the engagement!” “Will you please shut up, woman!” he barked, his eyes laser-focused on the road ahead. “Ahhh!” I screamed, feeling my stomach lurch as the car swerved around a corner at breakneck speed. “Slow down! I don’t want to end up a splattered mess on the tunnel walls!” He shot me a deadly glare. “What do you want to do? Get caught by those people back there, or survive this ride?” My eyes widened in sheer terror. His words hung in the air like a bomb about to go off. “Okay, okay! Let’s go full-on

She laughed and he continued. “It didn’t quite go according to plan because I was supposed to savor you first. I planned to take a couple of hours and make love to you until you were mindless. Then I was going to take you hard and fast.” “Screwed that one up.” He smacked her again and shook his head. “So now I have this fantasy where we have fast and furious sex. Then I savor you for…..okay maybe an hour. And then we have fast, furious sex again. Then you get on top and have your wicked way with me. And then you get on your hands and knees…..”

He moaned and then quickly removed his trousers. I let him open my legs and then fuck me. He put a little saliva on his fingers and then used two of them to finger me that I became so wet and had the urge to have his dick inside me. " Fuck, yes!!". I wrapped my legs around his waist when he got on top of me for missionary .. " Faster?". He ecstasy grew higher, I nodded my head and he got faster than the cast of the famous movie we all love and adore, " Fast and furious".

Thunder. A flash of silver. They rush each other again. And I can only watch — bound, shaking, powerless — as the two most dangerous men in my world collide in the storm with my name burning between their teeth. Everything around us dissolves into chaos. Everything inside me threatens to break. Everything ahead of us hangs by a thread. And the chapter ends right there — with lightning splitting the sky as Jake and Duke crash together in a final, violent collision… And I’m caught in the center of a war that was born from both of them loving me in the most ruinous ways.

She was going to figure him the same way . "Please don't do this to me . I just need you to ride faster " He buckled his hips upward to meet her slow and excruciating ride . Suddenly , she abandoned her decision to drive him mad . She couldn't continue this slow . Not when her pussy was this hot and wanting . She rode him faster , more roughly and raw . The sound of flesh slapping against each other filled the room , and the rain as if being aware of what was going on between them , was now pouring faster and it noise was more prominent .

In the swirling vortex of light, Sasha and Alec felt themselves hurtling through the fabric of space and time, their senses overwhelmed by the kaleidoscope of colors and sensations. "Sasha, hold on tight!" Alec shouted over the roar of the cosmic tempest, reaching out to grasp her hand as they spun through the void. Sasha clung to him tightly, her eyes wide with awe and exhilaration. "Alec, what do you think awaits us on the other side?" Alec's grip tightened, his voice determined. "I don't know, but whatever it is, we'll face it together, just like we always have." As they hurtled through the swirling chaos, a sense of anticipation filled their hearts, mingled with a hint of trepidation. Wh

“Hard and fast or slow and careful.” “I don’t know,” she says, her voice husky after all the screaming. “Fast.” Oh, I wish she hadn’t said that. I like hard and fast a little too much, and I am barely in control of myself as it is. “Deep breath in,” I say. I thrust inside her, hard and fast as she asked, burying myself deep inside her. I explode with pleasure. The lava in my veins turns into a raging fire, threatening to consume every part of my sanity.

I hit the accelerator harder than necessary, tires screeching as I pulled out of the driveway. I was driving over the speed limit, but I didn’t ease up as my head and mind were messed up with the picture of Freya laughing with Victor, her arms around him, the kiss. The way the car had bounced when they were f*cking at the airport and who knows… what if they’re f*cking again. I have to get there fast and stop them!

An image of Elliott being led away by that red headed turd flashed before my eyes and my foot mashed the gas pedal, throwing the car forward. Elliott… Damn you Elliott.. for making me feel this way, for making me this mad. Damn you and your stupid husband. I felt like going on a rampage, breaking, crushing anything or anyone in my way. I wanted to….. Kill…. Damn you. “Fuck!” I screamed at no one in particular. I swerved between two cabs, the Ferrari’s engine growling loudly. Much too fast, my apartment building raced into view and with one jerk of the wheel, I screeched into the underground parking lot, narrowing missing one of the building beams.