Fast And The Furious Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Other than a few polite words telling her to remain silent and to give her instructions on where to place her hands, nothing was said. Fia was starting to hate the sense of dread and excitement that seemed to be the core of her existence now. She hated and loved it. Her body was betraying her. The paint of the fiery stripes on her ass slowly faded but at the same time her pussy was drooling in anticipation of what was to come. Was she going to embarrass herself by leaving an amrita stain on the leather seat? They drove for quite a while. Less than an hour but most of the trip was at interstate highway speeds. George’s apartment wasn’t far from the club, a fifteen minute drive at most.

The sudden rush of warmth that made every instinct inside him scream. Jamie looked at Ryan. Ryan looked back. For one second, neither of them moved. Then Jamie's anger returned. He ripped his hand free. “Don't touch me.” Ryan's eyes widened. Jamie raised his hand. The slap echoed through the hallway. Silence. Ryan's head had turned with the force of it. Jamie stood frozen. His palm burned. His breathing was uneven. Ryan slowly turned his face back toward him. A red mark was already appearing across his cheek. Jamie expected anger.

Jayden growled in the fantasy, voice low and degrading. “It’s my turn to ruin this greedy little slut hole now.” Jayden’s voice rang in his ears. Sebastian bit his lip hard, cock twitching wildly in his pants as the imagined Jayden pushed forward. The fat head popped past his rim, stretching him open with a burning, delicious ache as inch after thick inch sank in, forcing his walls to flutter and grip. In the fantasy that was about to make him go mad, Jayden didn’t go slow, and instead, he slammed balls-deep in one brutal thrust, groaning at how tight Sebastian felt. “Fuck, so much tighter than my wife’s pussy.”

Doesn't even wait for the door to fully close before barking, "Drive. Fast as you can." The driver doesn't hesitate. Slams on the accelerator. They tear out of the driveway. Onto the main road. Weaving through traffic with illegal speed. The other two SUVs follow close behind. A convoy of black vehicles racing toward the college. Inside the car, Dante's mind is racing. Elena awakening. Bloodlust. Running out alone and vulnerable. And his brother Aaron in town. Looking for leverage. Looking for ways to hurt him. Fuck fuck fuck. The pieces are all there. The pattern obvious.

I could feel his anger and concern adding to my own as I cramped my head in my hands. Sefa had already started the car and was reversing back. “Drive as fast as you can, Sefa! As fast as you can!” I commanded, and he immediately hit the pedal, increasing the speed. We drove fast, passing cars beeping horns as they made way for us. We were driving at a high speed, but I didn’t care. My mate was rushed unconscious into the hospital yet again! I needed to be there. Dammit! What the fuck happened to her? Who dared touch her?

He starts to flash me pictures of my mate, refusing to allow me to have any pleasure. I roar in frustration, standing I start to destroy the room. The laughing never stopping, I cant shut this fucker out. I stand in the middle of her room, the place in carnage and my chest heaving. I hear someone rushing towards the room, I catch the scent of my Beta as I pull the door open.

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…..”

"Darling, we don't need this much speed. Come on, ease up a bit... Your speed is so intense. With this speed of yours, I don't even think Lucas can catch up with us. But mark my words, Lucas and the other authorities will be hot on our trail. The traffic enforcers and road agents will be after us, chasing us down and landing us in jail with the way you're driving!" I observed him rambling on as I chuckled to myself. I couldn't suppress my laughter. It was a display of pure terror. I could envision just how terrified he had become. I used to adore driving like this, just like my father. "Quit being such a coward and shut your mouth!" I silenced him immediately as I pressed harder on the acce

Retorted Azanah and drink the soup from the bowl. “Ah hahaha, You lying to me girl, I don’t believe you! If you don't have any intention like that then why did you blush when you see me naked back in the capital?” Said Fatty Pao as he laughs out loud. “Stop making me recalling that scene already! You damn pig!!!” Azanah snapped. The scene where she saw fatty naked and a giant turtle head between his leg haunted her even in her dream. She then threw her stew bowl at Fatty face in a fit of anger.

Fuck, I can't think like that. I run faster, really pushing myself, I've run everyday since that fuckers shown up. And everyday I've had the same thought process over and over again. I increase the speed on the treadmill, what if he leaves as soon as he's got what he wanted? How devastated will she be knowing that he was lying about wanting to reconnect with her?