Final chapter up! This was meant to just be a quick, smutty oneshot and when I planned it out I ended up wanting more. I hope you guys have enjoyed it! And I apologize for any mistakes made.

There really wasn't all that much Dom could do, given Letty was intent on ignoring him. It wasn't like in a normal relationship, where he could show up at her house and force her to listen, or ask her friends to try and get his point of view across. In the first two weeks, he sent her text after text, and sent her a couple of emails. But those were all studiously ignored. And he couldn't hold her back in class, Luke was always there for one, and second there was absolutely no reason to hold her back. She excelled in class, she didn't give him attitude—mainly because she ignored him—and she didn't get into fights with the other students. He knew for a fact that her charade was only for this class, because he had heard more than once about her smart mouth and sarcasm in the teachers lounge. But after two months, Dom knew that if she couldn't understand he was only looking out for her best interests, then there was really nothing he could do.

"And this," Mia Toretto raised her eyebrows and shot him a pointed grin. "Is Elena Neves."

"Hi," Dom stuck his hand forward.

"Hey," she smiled brightly up at him.

"I'll leave you two to get acquainted," Mia had beamed at them both before disappearing. Dom watched her go, before turning to the woman beside him and tipping his beer bottle in the direction of his sister.

"She's nothing if not completely transparent," he noted. He was glad when the Brazilian woman next to him laughed, and didn't appear offended.

"That's okay," Elena drank from her wine glass. "If I'm standing here with you, it hopefully means that those other guys, who are all looking very, very drunk won't come and hit on me."

"How do you know I'm not going to become one of those drunk guys and hit on you?" He smirked.

"I'm hoping that Mia doesn't hate me that much," Elena reasoned. "And if you are one of those guys, I could probably guilt trip your sister into writing my next few essays for me." There was a gleam in her eye and she made Dom laugh. They spent the rest of the evening together, talking about his work and the class that she was taking. The things regarding her course weren't really anything new, she was in the same course as his sister and that was how they were friends, but Elena was funny and smart, and easy to hold a conversation with. As the night came to an end, she was definitely more than a little drunk, and with the way she kept touching his arm and rubbing herself against him, she wanted him to offer to talk her home.

So Dom did.

He drove her home, he managed to get her inside and then kissed her on the cheek before leaving to go home.

It just wasn't right—she wasn't right.

She wasn't Letty.

It only took her seven hours after her fight with Dom to come to her senses. He was right. She had been jumping ahead of herself, suggesting that she drop out of school, and only focusing on the small picture. Obviously, the guy who was several years her senior and had a bit more life experience behind him would be looking at what was best for their future rather than best for just right now. But she had been so angry, and had felt rejected, and she had lashed out in the only way she knew how. And then her pride had been too hard too swallow.

And then it wasn't just about her pride anymore.

There were seven and a half months left of high school.

Seven and a half months where she had to pretend that she wasn't head over heels for one of her teachers.

It had been hard enough to hide it for the first three months they were fooling around, much less for the rest of the year. Not when it was becoming more than lust and turning into something she couldn't quite comprehend.

So Letty did the only thing that she could think of, and that was to ignore him.

That was hard, given he didn't understand what she was doing. But if she tried to explain it to Dom, he would look at her with those eyes that made her melt and she would throw it all to the wind. Or he would touch her with those magic hands and liquid heat would pool to the apex of her legs and any logical thought would leave her. Now, it was over two months later, and she was completely miserable, but there was only five months left of her senior year, and she had to get there.

"Leticia!" Came a shout from downstairs. Letty rolled her eyes, staring at the door of her room. "Leticia!" Another shout, slightly closer this time. She pulled the headphones out of her ears and waited another moment, until her mother was standing in the doorway. Letty gave her a charming smile and it was her mothers turn to roll her eyes. "I got a call from one of your teachers today."

"To tell you I've been nominated for schools best smile?"

"To tell me that you have been doing exceptionally well in class," Arleta Ortiz ignored her daughters sarcasm. Letty gave a one-shouldered shrug. "She said that you have caught up on all your grades for last year, and that if you continue the way you are going, you are going to pass this year easily." Arleta came into the room and sat down on the bed next to Letty, resting a hand on the girls leg. "I'm so glad you've committed yourself this year. Your father and I, we are so proud of you." Letty made a noncommittal noise at the back of her throat and shifted uncomfortably, not good with praise. "Have you..." her mother took in a deep breath through her nose. "Have you thought about college?" Letty's eyes flashed open.

"Mum, I don't—"

"I know, I know," Arleta held out her hands, palm upwards, attempting to placate her daughter. "You want to get an apprenticeship at a garage. I understand that. And your father and I both said that we would support you if that's what you want to do. We were just thinking...Well, we were hoping that you had had a change in heart."

"Mum," Letty pulled herself into a seated position. "Nothing has changed." Arleta looked disappointed, but nodded.

"Just don't rule it out, okay, babe?" She kissed her daughter on the cheek and left the room. Letty looked down at her phone, quickly flicking through the contacts until she found the messages saved under Muscles. There were so many text messages that she hadn't replied to, although the latest one had been almost a fortnight ago.

Letty, baby, talk to me.

Letty, text me back. I miss you.

This is getting stupid. Text me. Call me.

You're acting like a spoilt kid, Let, ignoring me because you're not getting your way.

She squeezed her eyes shut and put her phone down.

Just five months to go.

Luke was out of town for three days, and Dom had taken over all his classes. It was sheer, dumb luck, that the project they were working on actually stretched Letty's abilities and wasn't just another straight from the book lesson. Most of the kids only got half way through, but Letty almost finished. When the bell rang, everyone concluded they would just finish the next day, but because the Latina was almost finished, she was determined to do just that before she went to lunch. So Dom stayed at the front of the class, giving her her space, as she hunched over her desk, the edge of her tongue poking out of the corner of her mouth, her eyebrows furrowed, as she concentrated. When she finally finished, there was a proud smile on her face, and Dom ventured forward.

"You're a natural," he commented, trying to keep his voice even. She was in some kind of trance, so focused on what she was doing that she was unaware of her surroundings. She jumped at his baritone voice and looked shaken as her head tilted up to look at him.

"Thanks," she muttered, dropping her eyes and grabbing a rag nearby to clean her hands. Then she pushed herself away from the table and started toward the door, trying to put as much distance between them as possible.

"Letty...Letty, wait!" Dom called, quickly snapping his mouth shut to stop his voice from rising. She hesitated, which was good enough for him, and he closed in on her. Windows lined the room and the door was open so he had to keep a few feet between them. It pained him to do so though, because having her so close after all this time? He just wanted to feel her soft skin under his roughened hands and bury his face in her hair. "Letty, I miss you." Her eyes were vary, but she nodded once.

"I know," her husky voice was low.

"Do you...Miss me?" God, he sounded pathetic. He literally sounded like one of the teenagers he had to teach every day.

"Dom," Letty shifted from foot to foot. "Now isn't the best time."

"So when is? Are you free tonight?" Dom stepped just a little bit closer. "Or this weekend?"

"No, I meant," Letty breathed out heavily through clenched teeth. "I meant, I'm at school. You're one of my teachers. Now isn't a good time for either of us."

"You graduate in five months," Dom said, almost under his breath.

"Four months, two weeks, three days," Letty corrected quietly. Dom's eyes flashed and he lifted his head to meet her gaze as he realized what her comment meant. A small smile curled on her lips and she put her hand on the desk beside them, sliding it forward. "Yeah, I've been counting." Dom put his hand on the desk, sliding it forward to meet hers. Their fingers overlapped and Dom squeezed.

It was no where near easy, passing each other in the hallways and being in the same classroom. There wasn't any late night meetings, or dirty texts—in fact there were hardly any texts at all. It wasn't like they weren't thinking about each other, or that they didn't want to talk. But it just couldn't work, as Letty had put it, it wasn't the best time.

Occasionally, they weren't able to hold out.

After two and a half months since their talk, Dom went out with his boys. They got drunk, and the boys were all over a table of girls who were sitting next to them. Dom held back, not particularly interested, but seeing his friends kissing and touching these pretty girls made him miss Letty even more. So after he stumbled home, he text her. The texts had started sweet and slow, but then had quickly taken a turn to the sexy side. She rang him, her voice low and throaty, just the way he liked it, moaning into the phone as she buried her fingers inside herself. Dom came over his fingers to the sound of her sighs.

The next day when they saw each other in school, Letty had winked up at him, and he had to duck his head to hide his grin.

Maybe they weren't talking, but Dom definitely kept an eye on her. Just as he had predicted, she was doing well in her classes. She wasn't at the top of her class, but she was in the top five. The comments left on her report cards were favorable, mainly noting her change in attitude. Dom was proud of her, and just before she entered her first exam for the end of year, he told her just that. The reply back was simple, two of the international signs for kisses.

"I'm so proud of you, baby girl!" Arleta squealed as she hugged her daughter. Her father, Simon Ortiz, ruffled her hair in a way that he had since she was little.

"Dad," Letty groaned, shoving her father's hand away from her hair and running a hand through it to tidy it up.

"We are booked for dinner at eight," Arleta told her. "Make sure you're home before them so you have time to get dressed. Don't stay out too late with your friends." Letty nodded and glanced up at the clock on the wall. It was half past three now.

"I won't, I'll see you guys at home," Letty told them before quickly breaking away. She dissolved into the crowds of senior students with their parents and their friends, making her way out of the school hall and toward the classroom at the back of the school. The rest of the school was like a ghost town—the younger students had finished up their classes at half day, all screaming and running out of the place like it was on fire to start their Christmas break. The senior students hadn't had any classes after half day, but they were obligated to spend the rest of the day in an assembly for their graduation ceremony. "Hey," her voice came out in a rush as she paused at the door of the shop class. Dom was bent over the front desk, and his head rose when he heard her voice, a smile spreading over her face. His eyes scanned over her, taking in the slim fitting black dress her mother had convinced her to wear to graduation, that enunciated her curves and toned figure.

"Hey," Dom repeated back. Letty's blushed lightly and dropped her eyes, able to feel the heat in his gaze as he looked at her, and it made her body temperature rise.

"Did anyone see you come in?"

"No," Letty replied.

"Good," he smiled and took a few steps backward. Letty raised her eyebrows and followed him. He opened up a door on the side of the room that lead to a tiny office room. The room only had two windows, and they were both high above their heads, none that someone could look into and see them. Letty closed the door behind them, leaning against it, her dark eyes studying him.

"How are we going to handle this?" Letty's voice was rough.

"You mean, going forward?" Dom asked, an eyebrow rising as he closed the distance between them. Letty's stomach clenched as Dom ran a finger from her wrist up to her shoulder. "We are going to meet in a few weeks, maybe hang out as friends. Not by ourselves, I think it would be too soon for that." His finger traced her collarbone, then up her throat, under her chin. "I can introduce you to one of my friends, or my sister. And then a few weeks after that we can do the whole 'first date' thing." His finger dropped from her face, now tracing the line of the ties of her dress, down to her cleavage, dipping below the material and smiling lazily as he felt her breathing quicken under his touch. "But right now?" He leaned in close, rubbing his nose against her neck, his breath hot on her skin. "Right now, I need to taste you, and feel your pussy around my cock." A moan escaped Letty's throat and she thrust her hips forward against him.

"Stop talking then, man," Letty mumbled, turning her head to find his. "And fucking kiss me." Dom didn't need any other invitation, and his mouth slanted over hers. The kiss was wet and passionate, almost angry, their tongues turning over each others as they tried to make up for the seven months they had been without one another. Letty groaned as Dom's fingers went to the hem of her dress, bunching the material around her waist and gathering her legs up so they were surrounding his waist. She grinded her hips against his, cradling his cock at the apex of her legs, sighing at the slight relief. Dom pulled them away from the door, turning her around to the desk in the corner of the room. There was a crash as he swiped one arm over the desk, throwing the contents to the ground as he laid her back.

"I need to taste you, babe," Dom mumbled, his mouth leaving hers as his fingers made quick work at the tie behind her neck. He pulled down the top of the dress to reveal her breasts, and his mouth closed around one nipple, tugging it into his mouth and making her keen loudly, arching her back violently. He blew hot air over her damp nipple before working on the second one. Letty was moaning and whimpering, one hand behind his head while the other was under his shirt, scratching at the toned skin.

"Dom, Dom, Dom," Letty chanted softly as his kisses began a descent down her torso. He pushed the dress down until it was only bunched at her waist, her breasts on display and also her underwear, the damp spot at the centre of the purple material spreading quickly as she became more aroused. Dom moved down to kiss her thigh, flattening his tongue over the sensative skin and running it up to the curve of her hip. Letty groaned and lifted her head to look at him. Dom hooked his fingers around her underwear and pulled them down, over her ass and down her long legs. He kissed the inside of her knee as he rose back up and Letty's leg twitched at the contact. "Dom," it was a whine now.

"Ssh, babe," Dom murmured. He knelt before her, and his fingers slid between her legs, lightly touching her lower lips that were wet with her arousal. He dipped one finger between the folds, circling her clit feather-light before dropping to her opening, entering just the tip of his finger.

"Oh, God," Letty groaned, dropping her head back to the desk and clenching her fists at her side. He breathed hot breath against her lips and he felt her body tense. He pushed her lips apart and then his mouth was on her, his tongue licking a long strip up her pussy, sucking lightly on her clit before entering her. Letty moaned and sighed, her legs automatically trying to close around his head. Dom forced them apart, his tongue curling inside of her, reaching a spot that made her body quiver. It had been a long time since she had had any relief and she felt her orgasm coming on quickly. Dom was relentless, his fingers dropping to pinch her clit as his tongue devoured her, urging her on quickly to her orgasm. Letty shoved a hand over her mouth to stop herself from screaming as she came, her vision blurring as she exploded over Dom's tongue. He swallowed her cum, kissing her one last time on her hip bone before standing up and looking down at her. Her cheeks and neck were flushed with her arousal, and her chest was rising and falling as she caught her breath. Dom smiled and reached forward to place a soft kiss on her mouth before reaching into the pocket of his jeans. "You always walk around with a condom?" Letty panted as she saw what he had taken out of his jeans.

"No," he shook his head at her and pushed off his jeans. "But I do on the day that my girl graduates and I know that I get to have her for the first time in what feels like ten years." Letty felt her insides warm at the words 'my girl' and she smiled at him. Dom sheathed himself and pulled her forward on the desk until her ass was right on the edge of the desk. Letty tightened her abdominal muscles and sat up, circling her arms around his neck as he positioned himself before her entrance. Dom buried his face in her hair as he pushed himself inside of her. She was tight and Dom groaned throatily as her walls surrounded him. "Shit, baby," Dom groaned into her neck. "You feel so good."

"Move, babe," Letty encouraged, moving her hips impatiently against his. Dom's hands dropped to her ass, pulling her forward so that their hips were moving in unison. Letty looped her legs around his waist, their position changing slightly, and Dom began to hit that spot inside of Letty that made her toes curl. "Fuck...Oh, fuck," Letty sighed as he pounded into her over and over again. His fingers dug into her ass and he drew a long groan out of her as he pulled her forward hard and then rubbed her up and down against him so that her clit was stimulated against her pubic bone. Her vaginal walls fluttered around him and Dom moaned again, biting down on her neck and causing her body to jerk in his arms. Letty pulled back slightly in his arms, nibbling on his lower lip and his tongue, his senses overloading as her fingers scratching down his back. He felt his balls tighten and his thrusts became harder inside of her.

"Shit, Letty," he groaned as his orgasm took over him. His legs shook but he thrust into her until he heard Letty's moans change, signally her own orgasm. Then he slumped forward against her, Letty's hands tracing the muscles of his back soothingly. Finally, he pulled back, and cupped her face in his hands. "Don't ever think about going that long without talking to me again, okay?" Dom told her earnestly. "And don't ever, ever think about going that long without letting me touch you again."

"Yeah, yeah," Letty shot him a smirk. "Only if you let me drive your Challenger." Dom laughed and shook his head.

"That's my girl."

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