He didn't know why he couldn't hate her. His chest ached, remembering the glistening tears in her beautiful blue eyes as she tried to say her reasons.
"Teresa..." He groaned, rubbing his shaft with his hand as his back leaned against the wall. Her pink lips were trembling that day they were separated and now they were on opposite sides.
He grunted, feverishly rubbing his shaft as he imagined Teresa's soft pink lips. His brown eyes were darkened, knowing he shouldn't want or crave her.
Thomas tightly gripped his shaft, imagining her sitting right in front of him as he thrusted into his hand. She would innocently stare at him then start unbuttoning her shirt, revealing her bra.
He groaned, continuing to rub his shaft as he watched her smile seductively at him. Her long raven hair was falling against her soft skin as she trailed her fingers across her collarbone to her breasts.
He was furiously rubbing his shaft, groaning as his gaze was fixated on only her. She was moving closer to him, her eyes heavy lidded as her shirt fell onto the ground.
"Teresa..." He groaned, his brown eyes darkened as he watched her slip down her bra strap. She quickly straddled his lap as his hands gripped her hips and brought her closer to him.
He buried his head into her chest, greedily kissing and sucking the soft skin of her breasts as he pushed her bra down. He didn't care anymore, he needed this.
Her moans filled his ears as her fingers ran through his brown hair. He groaned against her soft skin and grounded his hips against hers.
"Teresa..." Thomas groaned, thrusting into his hand as he lost himself to his fantasy. He was furiously rubbing his shaft, grunting as he watched her trail her hand down his chest.
He groaned loudly as she joined their bodies together and felt himself enter her body. He started thrusting deeper into her, her moans in his ear as he wanted more of her.
"More, Tom...more..." She moaned into his ear, running her fingers in his hair. He grunted, his hands sliding under her skirt as he continued to thrust into her.
He quickly pressed her into the bed, thrusting harder and faster as she hiked her legs over his hips. Her chest heaved against his, feeling her nails scraping his back as she buckled into his every thrust.
"Teresa..." He groaned, adjusting her legs higher over his waist as he thrusted deeper into her. All he could see and feel was her.
Thomas groaned, furiously thrusting into his hand as he panted. He kept rubbing his shaft faster and faster as her moans and gasps of his name filled his ears.
A chorus of deep grunts escaped his mouth, thrusting even faster into his hand as they reached their climax. He panted, his brown eyes still darkened as he desperately tried to calm his breathing.
He shouldn't feel this way about her. Memories of their time together swirled in his mind, his chest aching as he realised he missed her.