Tommy's Point of View

Standing in my bedroom, I pick up one of Leila's tiny toddler shirts, holding it gingerly to my chest.

'My little girl is… gone…'

I sigh, setting the shirt softly on the edge of the bed. I hear light footfalls behind me, and I hesitate. Hands grasp my hips firmly, moving me slightly from side to side. Suddenly, something pushes up against me harshly from behind. I hear laughter and feel another push.

"Adam!" I yell, trying to climb onto the bed and out of his hold. He pulls on me harder, thrusting his pelvis roughly into my backside once again. He laughs his adorable laugh…

"Oh, c'mon Glitterbaby… You don't like it rough?" Another thrust. I can't contain my laughter.

"It is so hard to keep you under control," I say, wrapping my arms around his neck behind me.

"Hard, you say?" he whispers in my ear, thrusting harshly once more and nibbling softly on my earlobe. I smile.

"Tommy… I'm getting a bit hungry…" I smirk, turning in his arms and holding onto his face.

"Eat your heart out," I whisper, standing on my tip-toes to kiss him. He slides his tongue into my mouth, smooth and warm. Perfection. My fingers grasp his hair tightly, pulling him closer, still. He smells of vanilla and chocolate. I laugh into the kiss.

"What?" Adam asks.

"You just ate!"

"So?"

"I thought you said you were hungry…"

"Maybe I wanted dessert…" he whispers seductively. I giggle, blushing. He holds onto my jaw painfully, shoving his tongue into my mouth with surprisingly heavy force. He breaks off the kiss, leaving a tingling sensation like suction was just released from my lips.

He slams the door closed, locking it and rushing back to me. He holds my jaw harshly again, shoving his tongue back through my teeth. He rips my shirt clean off of my body, quickly pulling down my sweatpants. I laugh as he pulls his own shirt over his head, sucking on my neck and biting me lightly. I unbutton his pants slowly, teasingly.

"Adam… Baby… Slow down…"

"I don't wanna slow down, Tommy…" he whispers into my neck, his breath across my shoulder making me shiver lightly.

"Then be a bit more sensitive," I beg. He bites my shoulder hard, leaning back to look at my face. My shocked expression causes him to chuckle quietly. I touch the bite mark on my neck, looking at my fingers. Small drops of blood spread across my fingers.

"Oops…" he whispers.

"Adam! You fucking bit me!"

"Suck it up," he growls, licking the blood off of my neck and moving the other side of my neck, nibbling gently.

"What has gotten into you?" I question, somehow managing to pull his pants off while he continues biting me.

"I'm just feeling a bit frisky!"

"A bit?" I yell, pulling on his hair. Instead of considering this a way of me trying to spare myself from being hurt, Adam takes this as an invitation to be tougher on me.

He pulls off my boxers, sliding off his own.

"We're going to try something new, okay?" he asks. I open my mouth to speak, but he silences me with a painful kiss, opening a condom and putting it on quickly. He lubes himself, kissing me softly for the first time since walking into the room. He touches my chin with his finger, pulling me gently forward, causing me to push against him in need.

"Adam…"

"Purr, kitty, purr…" He smiles, kissing me gingerly again before biting my bottom lip, drawing blood.

"Adam!"

"Shh…" he coddles. He turns me around quickly, running his hands along my back so that I lay down slowly and comfortably against the edge of the bed. He slides his hands along my sides, across my hips, around my ass, preparing me. I breathe in and out slowly, trying to imagine what he meant by try something new. Another deep breath.

My thoughts are distracted by the feelings Adam is giving me. He slides his lubed hands up and down my member, making me shudder and jerk lightly. He kisses my shoulder lightly before pausing.

He enters me slowly, kissing my back gently with every centimeter. He holds my hips carefully, moving them in syncopation with his. I breathe slowly and steadily, ready for all that he has to offer.

When he's fully inside me as far as he can go, he pulls out slightly before pushing back in. He does this slowly a few times, suddenly speeding up. He thrusts become rough and painful. I whimper quietly, a tear rolling down my cheek. Adam slows down, laying his head on the bed beside me so I can see his face. He frowns, leaning over to kiss me.

"It hurts…" I whisper.

"I know… It'll feel better soon… You just have to get through the heavy part…" Another tear falls.

"How long is the heavy part?"

"However long it takes before it feels good." I sigh, kissing him again and nodding so he knows he can continue. He thrusts roughly into me, tears streaming down my cheeks, my whimpers growing louder.

"Ah…" I cry, squeezing my eyes shut tightly.

"Are you okay?" Adam asks. "I can stop…"

'Of course I am not fucking okay! You are pounding me, Adam! It fucking hurts!' I scream in my mind.

"Yeah, I am fine."

Adam continues to pound himself into me, not bothering to be the least bit gentle. He gets faster and faster, adding more lube to the edges of me. I whimper one last time in pain before it fades into epic pleasure. I moan lightly under my breath, shoving my face into the covers.

"I know it hurts more because we're doing doggy-style, but I thought a bit of change might be fun…" Adam whispers. I smile, gripping the sheets tightly. He chuckles, continuing to straddle me.

"It… hurts…" I pant between thrusts, "But… it feels… so… incredible!" Adam laughs, thrusting quicker. I feel my heartbeat quickening, my face reddening, my ass stinging immensely.

While Adam thrusts and pounds me, he pumps me. Hundreds of indescribable feelings rush through my entire being, making me melt in Adam's hold. I lean limply against the bed, feeling my climax peaking. I whimper once silently before moaning into a pillow loudly. Adam thrust three more times extremely roughly before slowing down and pulling out completely.

I grab a rag off of the floor, releasing myself onto it instead of on the bed. I feel my heartbeat slow as my body loosens. Adam pulls off the condom, throwing it out and tossing the rag into the hamper.

"Gross," he laughs, touching my cheek and smiling wildly. I roll my eyes, knowing I don't have enough energy to kiss him but going for it anyway. As soon as I reach up, gravity pulls me back down. Adam catches me before I fall, steadying me. I blink tightly.

"I feel dizzy…"

"Wow… Maybe we shouldn't do anything that extreme for a while," Adam says, smiling gently.

I climb gingerly onto the bed, curling into a fetal position and feeling the sticky perspiration on my being. Adam crawls up behind me, spooning me. His hot, sticky, sweaty body molds around mine, adding to the perfection of the moment. He wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me closer. We pant in syncopation, laughing every so often.

"That was intense…" I whisper. Adam nods.

"I won't put you through that again," he says quietly. I turn my body to look him straight in the eyes.

"But I want to do it again…"

"I hurt you!"

"Yeah, but it was sexy. S&M, Babyboy…"

"No! Not that intense!" he demands.

"I am kidding! Calm down…" I whisper, holding his face and pulling him to me. I kiss him gingerly, biting his bottom lip and drawing blood. His hand rushes to his mouth, touching the cut.

"Tommy!"

"What?"

"You bit me!"

"What?"

"You bit me!"

"I do not know what you are talking about."

"Tommy!"

"Adam!"

"Fuck you."

"You just did," I say, kissing him again. He can't help but laugh. I continue, "I really did enjoy it…"

"Enough to go again?"

"If you are the one catching this time…"

"No! That shit hurts!"

"Yes, Adam, I know how much it hurts. But it is only getting better if we want it to, Babyboy. I wish this night would never be over… But make up your mind, because I can barely even keep my eyes open right now," I say, blinking tightly. Adam chuckles, kissing my nose.

"There's plenty of time to sleep when we die," Adam scoffs. "If I had my way, we'd never close our eyes," he whispers, slipping his tongue into my mouth.