Tom sat in his apartment, absentmindedly petting Chelsea and reading a book. He had some music on in the background and all in all was very relaxed. The only thing that could get him in a better mood was if Lucy were here
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She laughed breathlessly, still moving against him. "Your minx," she whispered, kissing along his neck. She didn't know where this new boldness was coming from, but for some reason the fear was gone.
He smiled down at her and decided to test the waters. He slowly pulled off his shirt and pulled her close again, rubbing against her. He gently slipped his hand under her shirt and rubbed her back, kissing her softly.
She'd whimpered just a little when he'd moved away, but forgave the loss when he moved back with his shirt off. Gently running her hands against his sides, she marveled again at how amazing he was, how wonderful he felt against her. Wanting to feel it even more, she moved her hand to her own blouse and slowly started unbuttoning it, blushing at her own actions.
He almost wept when she began to remove her shirt. Dying to feel her skin against his own, he helped her shrug her blouse off. He groaned at the perfection of her skin, and her full breasts peeking out over her bra. He picked her up and gently carried her back to their bedroom...
"I've never done this before," she whispered when they had reached the room. It most likely wasn't new information as she assumed he'd already guessed at it, but she felt like she needed to tell him. Warn him, more like.
"I know little one." He kissed her gently, and lay her down. "Are you sure about this Lucy? I don't want you to rush into anything." He lay down next to her, but didn't touch her. She needed to come to him willingly for him to be sure she wanted this as much as he did.
"You're not." She shook her head slowly, her hand reaching out to touch his chest, missing the contact already. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life."
He smiled and kissed her gently, rolling on top of her. He settled between her legs so she could feel him throbbing for her. He moved slowly against her, letting her feel him through their clothes. He softly laid a hand on her breast, resting it there for a moment, before flicking her nipple through her bra.
A shot of pleasure ran through her at that and she gasped, arching her body towards him for more of his touch. She could feel how hard he was and blushed as she felt herself grow wet, imagining how it would feel inside her. Running her hands down his back until they reached his arse, she gently pulled him even closer to her.
He gasped, and then growled at her. He arched his back, thrusting against her. He brought her close for a deep kiss, taking off her bra as he did so. he kissed his way down her neck, across her chest, and finally arrived at her perfect breast. He kissed and licked in slow, lazy circles, never touching her nipple. He came to the center of her breast and blew softly on her nipple, watching it strain for more of his touch.
She moaned and her hand flew to the back of his head, hoping to pull his mouth to where she needed it, convinced that this had to be some sort of revenge for making him wait so long. Moving her free hand between them, she hesitated for a moment before slowly attempting to undo his pants.
He grinned and shifted his hips up slightly for easier access for her. As he felt her hand begin to undo his pants, he licked the tip of her nipple, sending a ripple of please through his own body. He moaned and began suckling gently.
"Tom," she gasped, almost losing it as she finally felt his mouth on her nipple. Why in His name did she ever think this was a bad idea? She managed to get his pants open, pushing them down as far as she could without having to disturb the amazing things he was doing to her.
He reached between them, shifting his lips to the other breast, teasing her again in the same fashion. He pulled on the waistband of her skirt and slowly slid it down her body, and he threw it off somewhere along with his jeans. With only their underwear spearating them, he could feel her wetness and moaned.
Her hand tightened on his hip as she moaned with him, half of her wanting this to never end, the other half desperately to just skip all of this and have him inside her. Slowly, she moved her hand back down between them and tentatively stroked at his hardness through the clothes.
Feeling her tenative touch, he groaned and almost came then and there. She was so damn beautiful and sexy...he wanted her so badly. He kissed his way down her stomach, dipping his tounge in her belly button, and then licked and kissed even lower, until her was facing the heat of her. Slowly, gently, he licked her clit through her panties...
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