Author's Note: Hey you guys! Thank you sooo much for being patient with me! The last four days have been hell, to say the last, but now I'm pretty much in the clear as finals go. WARNING: Everything you are about to read in this chapter is basically all smut. I hope you like and appreciate it ;) Remember, criticism is loved and well received!

We made it back to my apartment and he walked me to the door. Once I unlocked it, he opened it for me, and I walked in and thanked him. I wasn't sure what to do in a moment not like—I've never invited over a man I just met to my apartment before, let alone to hook up. We both knew what was going to happen. I set my keys on the dish at the table right by the door, walking to the kitchen. He trailed behind me, both hands in his pockets as he gazed around at the place. I turned on the lights as I went, and lazily took off my heels and put them on the ground, in the corner of the kitchen against the island. I reached for a wine glass and paused, looking to see his reaction as he soaked everything in.

Tom was nodding his head in appreciation at my décor, licking his lips as he slowly made his way to the kitchen doorway. "You have impeccable taste, Taylor," His voice echoed to me.

I laughed as I took out two wine glasses and set them down on the counter. "Well thank you. Even with the décor that screams, 'I'm-a-nutty-cat-lady?'" I chuckled. My head turned to look at him as he stood in the doorway, leaning against the wall and folding his arms over his chest as he watched me. "I think it gives the place much more class, if you ask me." We both laughed at that one. "White, I'm assuming?" I questioned. I soaked in him, standing in my apartment, and I couldn't help but think he fit into the picture so well. Like he was always meant to be here.

"You already know me so well," Tom chuckled as he nodded his head. I walked to where my wine collection was and picked a bottle I thought he would like, coming back over to open it. But before I knew it, Tom was walking so quickly with his long strides and whatnot towards me and took the wine opener from my grasp. "Tom—you don't have to do that! I'm the host, you're the guest," I scolded him like a puppy. He was standing so close to me, that if I turned I could be so easily pressed up against his side. "Taylor, darling, let me do the dirty work," Tom stated with a shake of his head, rolling his eyes at me. But we both couldn't help but get a laugh out at our behavior. Once he opened the bottle he poured both glasses, and my gaze watched him so, not wanting to forget every detail in this moment. He turned to face me, handing me my glass. I took it and he held his, and for once I actually had to look up at a man while he had to look down at me.

"Cheers?" He questioned.

"Cheers to what?"

"To one of the best nights I've had in quite a while, let alone with a beautiful lady like yourself at my side," He winked at me.

And that blush appeared yet again on my face. "Cheers, to a night I never wanted to end, thanks to the charming, British gentleman standing right before me," I grinned before we clinked our glasses. We both brought them up to our lips, but our eye contact never broke. In fact, it intensified as we took a sip and let the alcohol come to our lips.

The two of us set our glasses down, but we still stayed standing in front of each other, eye contact never breaking. But it wasn't like a staring contest or anything…it was different than that. It was like the two of us were both appreciating the moment while we had it. But the next thing I remember, Tom was reaching forward, his hand coming to my face and holding it, thumb rubbing against my right cheek as he gazed into my eyes with…what was that? Longing? Desire? I couldn't tell. But I was so wrapped into him already. His other hand came to my other side of my face to do the same thing as he straightened his posture, took a step closer. "You don't know how long I've been wanting to do this for, love…"

I licked my lips, grimacing a bit before I smiled. There was something so loving and affectionate in all of this. "Well, you're doing it—believe it." I got a chuckle out of him—that much I was sure of. But what followed after that was so natural. The both of us began to lean in, eyes slowly closing, before our lips met. The first kiss with someone is always a little awkward, but this—this was different. It was like it was meant to happen all along. His body pressed against mine, and it was like he was the jigsaw piece that was supposed to connect to me in a large puzzle. I can't explain it.

My arms wrapped around his neck, and he moved a hand to go into, my hair, pulling me in closer somehow. This kiss was full of so much passion.

He took the position we were in much to his advantage and turned me so I was pressed against the counter, pressing himself against me impossibly closer. I opened the space between my legs slightly, and he used that to his advantage to draw me in, and my legs became intertwined with his. His lips and hands were like magic—I felt like everywhere he touched me was lit to flames already. I could feel his hips roll a little as he moved his other hand to wrap around my lower back.

He broke this kiss, dipping his head in to the nape of my neck. We were both panting, and after a moment he brought his lips back to my ear, nipping at my earlobe for a second. He didn't even know it yet—not until now—but damn, that was one of my sensitive spots! I sighed blissfully, eyes rolling back as I pulled him in closer, and I could hear him chuckle for a moment after he stopped so he could talk. "Why don't we take this to the bedroom, darling?" Then he nipped at my earlobe again.

"Tom," I moaned his name softly, head rolling back as I shut my eyes. I giggled a little before lifting my head back up, "How can you expect me to make it to the room when you keep doing that."

His chest rumbled a little as he chuckled, just teasingly nipping me one more time before kissing my lips tenderly. "I can't help myself, love." I smiled against his lips, breaking the kiss with a small shake of my head, taking his hand and leading him through my apartment.

Once we made it in, I let go of his hand, walking slowly over to my dresser, taking off the jewelry that was on me. I knew from experience that it got in the way, so once I was done I turned to him, lifting one finger up and motioning for him to come. And come to me he did. Tom walked over to me, slowly loosening his bow tie in the process, before encircling his arms around me, diving in straight for a tender and powerful kiss. I encircled my arms around his neck, returning the kiss. I felt one hand slip to get entangled in my hair once more and he broke the kiss, his lips kissing my cheek, then my jaw, and my neck as he nibbled and sucked every now and then, moving my head to the side to gain more of vantage point. In return, he got content sighs as I intertwined my legs with his. My lips hovered over his ear and I breathed, "Unzip me." Tom gave me a hungry growl as he let go of me and turned me around so I was facing the bed, his hands coming to the zipper of my dress. He moved my short hair to one side of my neck and he pressed his lips where my neck and shoulders meet, letting them linger there as he unzipped my dress.

Once it was unzipped, he stepped back to let it fall to the floor and watch me step out of it. "And to think I was disappointed to see that dress come off since you looked so ravishing in it tonight." With my back facing him, I turned my head, looking to Tom as he soaked in my body up and down like a hungry animal. "But I never imagined to see…" He paused, licking his lips before grinning madly, walking over to me, "This underneath it all." I twisted my body so I was facing him, and my hands took him by his collar, pulling him in so my forehead rested against his. "Shut up and just kiss me," I stated with a smirk, getting a look of pleasant surprise on his face before I planted my lips against his passionately.

My hands shoved off his coat in the process, then after undid his bowtie. He didn't lay me on the bed like a gentleman would—oh no, he pushed me back on my bed, letting me adjust a little as a surprised smile came, and he crawled on top of me, kissing my neck and I unbuttoned his shirt. He helped speed up the process by taking off his button up, tossing it to the side with the rest of our clothes. I broke our kiss, looking at his chest as my hands ran over it, then moved to run over his back and shoulders. All we are is skin and bone. All the while, Tom put most of his weight on one of his forearms that was next to me, while his free hand held my face, his thumb moving over my lips with affection. "It's like the gods sculpted your body themselves," I let out with a content breath, licking my lips. I hate to admit this, but he had the best body out of the few guys I had been with. Harry and Jake had their own appeal to me physically, and Lord knows I loved their bodies each in a different way. But being with Tom—in this moment—was lighting every inch of me on fire.

"Like what you see?" He asked me with a smirk.

"Oh, I love it," I smiled before drawing him into another kiss, one of my hands slipping into his hair and grabbing at it, while the other lingered among his strong shoulders and back. He sucked on my bottom lip, getting muffled sighs out of me before letting his tongue run itself over my lower lip, slipping it into my mouth once I gave him permission. Our tongues fought in a heated battle as his hands ran over my body, soaking in every inch of my soft skin. That was when I decided to switch things up. I broke apart from our kiss, a playful smile lighting up my features as I found the strength to flip over Tom so he was now lying on his back, and I straddled his hips, my hands planted on his chest as they ran up and down.

I started to lean in forward, the playful smile only broadening as his look of surprised turned into a smirk of mischief. Tom licked his lips pleasingly as he rubbed his hands up and down my arms, "Playful now, are we?" He questioned.

"Oh, you haven't even seen me yet," I grinned, before kissing him, moving my lips to his jaw, then his neck, suck and biting every now and then, only to get his hands entangled in my hair and content sighs from him. I loved hearing his response as I gave him pleasure—I couldn't help it. And then, I found one of his sweet spots—the area where the neck and shoulder meets, and I stayed there for a while, licking, sucking, and biting—teasing him as he once had teased me earlier.

"Taylor," Tom groaned my name aloud, hips moving up in a fluid motion as a response. "You devilish, woman, you," He chuckled before biting down on his lip.

"I can't help myself, Tom," I laughed as I moved over to the other side where his neck and shoulder met, giving it the same appreciation. "I love hearing you say my name," I whispered in broken pieces against his skin as the sucking and kissing continued. His chest rumbled against mine as the laugh I love echoed from him and I moved my work down, trailing kisses lovingly down his chest, hands soaking in his strong abs until I got down to his pants. I unzipped them, and he helped me take them off. Once they got to his feet I slipped them off and he laid back, relaxing as I tossed them to the side. To my liking he was wearing briefs underneath, and I bit my lip. I knew he had long limbs, but damn he had the longest legs I had seen on a man, and I loved it.

I licked my lips as my hands came to the waistline of his briefs, but before I could do as planned, I was caught off guard as Tom pulled me up to him, taking me in a kiss. He obviously had his own plans he wanted to do. His tongue met mine in a passionate battle before he pulled back, kissing the nape of my neck and whispering against my skin, "Now, now—don't move so fast, my love. Let me do some work." I laughed, moaning as one of his hands came to my right breast, grabbing it through my bra. He massaged it as his lips moved down my neck before pausing to let both hands unclasp my bra. Unlike most men, he didn't struggle with getting it off at all. In fact, he unclasped it with expertise and tossed it to the side, freeing my breasts in one swift motion. He used my position to his and my pleasure by grabbing at my other breast, massaging them both as he kissed me and our tongues continued to battle. He sucked on my lip from time to time, and every now and then I bit on his only to get a moan from him. My hands were tangled in his hair before he decided to flip our positions, getting me to lie on my back on the bed, crawling on top of me and pinning my arms above my head with a devious grin.

"Playful, eh?" I teased with a grin in response, sticking my tongue out for a bit. "I may be a gentleman, but you haven't seen me under the sheets yet," Tom winked at me before planting leaning in, nipping at my earlobe yet again. I squirmed underneath him, gasping in pure bliss as he moved his lips down to my neck, kissing his way down till he got between my breasts. One hand went to my left breast, kneading it, while his mouth hovered above the right breast before licking and sucking my nipple, kissing my breast and showering it with attention. Meanwhile, my back arched as I moaned, eyes rolling back in my head. "Tom," I moaned his name, opening my eyes slightly to see him. He glanced up at me, narrowing his eyes at me with a smirk on his face. He switched to my left breast, his hand massaging my right one as he gave all of his attention to my left. "Can't forget about one side," Tom whispered against my skin as he did the same actions, and my content sighs and moans continued to film the room in return.

Eventually he stopped, planting kisses on my breast until he got to the area in between them. He began to kiss nearly every inch of my skin on my torso as he made his way down, getting the lace trim of the thong I was wearing. "Now," Tom paused, looking up at me. I shifted so I was sitting up slightly, putting my weight on my elbows and I lifted a brow in curiosity. "What are we going to do about these?" He asked, his index finger coming in between the lace and my hips, pulling it up and releasing so it snapped back against my skin.

"What do you think, Mr. Hiddleston?" I asked back, a smirk tugging at the corners of my lips. Tom rolled his eyes, shaking his head at me. "I told you not to call me that. You should try out Thomas next time." Oh, I'd definitely remember that for tonight. I knew what he was hinting at. He started to shimmy my thong down my legs, as it came down, I lifted my legs up slightly so it'd be easier for him to take it off. Once it was down at my ankles, he slipped it off, flinging it off somewhere in my dark room. I could care less where all my clothes were in this moment. I licked my lips, watching him to see what his next actions would be.

Tom looked up at me, one hand resting on my torso while he dipped his head down towards my womanhood, giving me a wink before his mouth hovered over me, hot breath causing shivers to run down my back. "I like to give my women," He paused, sucking on my clit for a moment and I gasped in pleasure, a laugh escaping me as he stopped to glance up at me, "pleasure, if you don't mind." He smirked, seeming obviously pleased with the reaction he got out of me.

"Oh, I don't mind at all, Tom," I cooed with a wild grin. Instinctively my legs wrapped around his upper back, beckoning for him to continue. And continue he did. Tom gave my clit the same action, sucking and licking, as he would look up every now and then to see my reaction. I was sighing, with the occasional moan or two, in content, fingers curling into the sheets underneath me as I kept my eyes shut. After a few moments his mouth moved down towards my entrance, sucking and licking there. He was driving me absolutely nuts and he knew it. "Tom—" I cooed his name, and I couldn't help but entangle one of my hands in his hair, only helping to guide him to concentrate on my most sensitive spots. He paused for a moment, drawing his head back a couple of inches as he stated, "Yes, Taylor?" His hot breath was hitting me there, making me curl my toes in frustration. I knew exactly what he was doing.

"Tom," I laughed, biting on my lower lip. "Really?" I questioned with a shake of my head. "You're such a tease…"

He raised his head up a bit so his devilish smile was visible. "Then tell me," Tom dipped his head back down, keeping it close in proximity to continue to let his breath hit me, sending waves of shivers down my body. "Tell me how it feels when I do this," He said, blowing on my clit gently.

I squirmed in response, eyes rolling back for a moment as I let out an exasperated sigh. "Good," I replied back.

He moved pressed his mouth to my clit, licking and sucking and stated between breaths, "And this?"

Once he started that action, he only got a few whimpered moans out of me as my grip on his hair only tightened in response. "Even better," I replied back in broken bits.

Then one of his fingers plunged into me, starting out slow at my entrance before working his way up to a decent speed, all the while he continued to lick and suck my clit. "And how about now?" Tom questioned in between these actions.

My back arched in return, my eyes closing as my grip on the sheets and his hair tightened impossibly more. I sucked in a sharp breath before moaning, "Thomas—" I let out that same breath, barely able to glance down to see him soaking in the reaction he was getting out of me.

His finger stopped moving, and he lifted his head up to grab my attention. "I love it when you say my name like that," Tom licked his lips before winking at me, lowering his head back down to my clit as he continued the same sucking and licking. Meanwhile he added a second finger in, pumping me so fast and hard to my liking.

Oh, this is going to take me down. My grip on his hair tightened as I ran m hand through his curls, back arching as I slightly lifted my hips in response. "Oh god—" I moaned, my heartbeat increasing, taking in sharp breaths. It carried on like this for a few moments longer before I squeezed my eyes shut barely managing to get out, "I'm close—" I was so close, indeed. He had no idea what he did to me. I opened my eyes slightly, looking down at him, and that didn't seem to interrupt what he had planned. In fact, making me cum before we even started was part of his plan.

Tom slid his fingers out of me, stopping his mouth action on my clit to say, "Then cum for me, my love." That British accent—his gentleman like demeanor—oh god, everything about him was going to send me over the edge.

Tom moved his mouth back down to my entrance, licking and sucking; all the while his finger rubbed my clit in a circular motion. I could feel his tongue every now and then barely entering him, and my moans grew more intense in return. I curled my toes as I finally reached my climax, my breathing shuttering as I barely managed to get out, "Tom." My eyes rolled back into my sockets and I shut them tight, one last shiver running from the top of my spine all the way to the tips of my curled toes. My fingers that were dug into his hair and the sheets loosened their grip as I let out a sigh of relief. Tom lapped at all my juices, drinking them up. Soon after that, a laugh followed as I let go of Tom's hair, letting my hand fall back down on the bed. I sat up slowly, looking to him as Tom lifted his head back up, crawling over me so now he his face hovered right above mine. He rested his forehead against mine, staring deep into my eyes. "How did you like that?" Tom cooed at me, and I couldn't help but shake my head, rolling my eyes. "I hated it. It was the worst orgasm I ever had. Actually—no, that wasn't even a real orgasm. I faked it." I narrowed my eyes on him for more emphasis before I laughed. "No, no," By now he had to know my sense of humor just a little bit. Plus, what I said was just dripping in sarcasm.

Tom narrowed his eyes at me for a moment before giving me a devilish grin; "You scared me for a moment there!" He remarked before chuckling, licking his lips.

I couldn't help myself with what came next.

I shifted my weight so I could flip us over, pinning Tom to the bed aggressively. I moved his arms so they were above his head, pressing my hands against them so they were forced down to the bed so he couldn't move. I shifted my weight back, my bum pressing against my heels, so I could dip my head down to hover above his. I gave him a smile and a wink. Tom rolled his eyes and laughed from amusement, eyeing me in return. "I should have seen this coming," He stated.

"Well, what else do you expect to come from me?" I questioned, licking my lips. I let go of his arms, letting my hands slide down his forearms, to his upper arms, and now pressing against those delicious abs. I pressed my lips to his chest, keeping them there for a moment as I said against his skin, "It's time for me to pick up where I left off." I lifted my head up slightly, my hands sliding down until they came to the waistband of his briefs. I moved so my head was hovering right there too, and my eyes still stayed glued to Tom as I watched his reaction. The whole time he went from having a smirk, to a smile, and now a spark of curiosity lighting his eyes.

"Let me show you just how…appreciative I am for the pleasure you gave me," My fingers lifted up his waistband, "by returning the favor." I took the waistband into my teeth, winking at Tom. He bit down on his lip in return, letting out a sigh as he sat up slightly to take in the view—to see just what I would do next. Because Lord knows I had him wrapped around my finger now.

As he watched me, his mouth slowly opening, I moved his briefs down his legs, freeing his manhood. I slid them off his ankles and feet, taking them out between my teeth and tossing them to the side. I got a chance to glance down at what stood up before me, and couldn't help but lick my lips as my mind ventured off into…other thoughts. Tom shifted so he used his forearms for support to see my expression, a devious grin growing on his face. "Taylor," He stated my name softly, "Do you like what you see?"

My eyes met his emerald ones, and a bit my lip to try and stop the smile that was growing on my face. Tom was so large and long—not too much, but I knew I would be enjoying myself tonight. "Oh, believe me, I do," I stated softly, moving up his body again so I could press my forehead against his. My ocean blue eyes stared into the depths of his eyes, soaking him in so I could remember every detail of this moment. And I could tell he was doing the same.

One of his hands slid into my hair, pulling my face closer so he could plant his lips against my cheek, then my jaw, and pausing to let my lips hover right above his own. "You make me so hard, Taylor," Tom stated with a smile before taking my lower lip between his teeth, pulling back on it slightly. He slipped it into his mouth, sucking and nibbling on my lower lip before pressing his lips forcefully against mine. And I pressed back with so much passion—so much want and desire for this man beneath me. I broke away from the kiss, letting out a content sigh as I lowered my lips to his chest, trailing kisses down. "I," I pressed my lips to his skin. "Want," I kept making my way down his body. "You," I was getting lower. "So," I said sultry, licking his skin for a moment. I lowered my lips to where his hips were. "Bad," I winked at Tom.

All the while Tom had himself still propped up on his forearms, clenching and unclenching his jaw as he watched me. As I moved to hover above him, taking him in my hand and licking my lips, he bucked his hips forward. "Then let's just skip ahead, darling," He bucked his hips again, biting his lip.

"Not until I get to taste you," I started from his base, licking my tongue up his shaft only to feel him react to the chills that ran down his spine. I grinned in pleasure before taking his head in my mouth, my tongue swirling around him. Tom sighed contently, his fingers curling into the sheets. I slowly began to take all of him into my mouth—well, what I could. With his size, he wasn't going to fit all the way in there. I started sucking on him to give him a vacuum-like sensation, bobbing my head up and down. Tom thrust his hips forward, the top of him hitting the roof of my mouth for a moment as he let out an audible moan. "Taylor," He groaned my name shifting his weight to be supported by one forearm, so his other hand could go to my head.

I took him out of my mouth. "Yes, Thomas?" I winked, teasing him just as he did to me.

Tom bucked his hips forward as he groaned for me hungrily. "Taylor, dear, don't do this now…"

"Don't do what?" I asked ever-so innocently, cocking my head to the side.

"You know," He groaned while smirking at me.

"Tom, you're going to need to be more specific," I replied.

He chuckled, tossing his head back for a moment before looking back at me, thrusting his hips yet again. "Just take me into your mouth again, damn it."

Oh, now his aggressive side was coming out again. I smirked devilishly before biting my lip, replying, "Why didn't you just say so earlier?" I blew on the top of him, in return getting to see him shiver from chills of pleasure. My hand was still around his base, but now I took the rest of him back into my mouth. I continued with the swirling action from my tongue, and my and moved up and down his base. Tom took this opportunity to move my head up and down to his liking, speeding up my sucking to his liking and slowing me back down. All this time he was sighing contently, but as I continued his sighs turned into moans, then louder as he sometimes would barely manage to squeeze out my name.

I had my eyes shut, every now and then glancing up to see him with his eyes closed, head lying back against the bed as he moaned my name aloud. I felt his pre-cum spill into my mouth, and I lapped it up with my tongue, swallowing it. I pulled his manhood out of my mouth, my tongue licking my lips to get anything that may have been left behind.

Tom's breathing began to slow down, and his hand that was on my hand came down to lay on his chest. His other arm laid spread out, his fingers that had been holding onto the sheets tightly now laid flat on the bed. "Oh goodness," He said, eyes finally open. I was sitting on his hips, looking down at him. His green eyes finally met my blue orbs, while a smile full of pleasure spread across his face. "Why did you have to stop so soon?" He questioned. Yet again, he bucked his hips forward, getting a laugh out of me as I jumped a little at this action. "Because," I said with a shake of my head, "You need to save yourself for the real action, Thomas." I placed my index finger against his lips, dipping my head down closer to his face. "So shh…I don't want to hear any complaints from you."

Tom smiled against my finger, taking it into his mouth. One of his hands wrapped around my wrist to drag inside so he could playfully suck on it. I laughed, my head falling backwards before I looked back at him again, taking my hand back to myself. "You would," I narrowed my eyes playfully. "What else did you expect to happen?" Tom narrowed his eyes back at me. He grabbed the back of my head, drawing me in for another passionate kiss. He nibbled and sucked on my lower lip before letting his tongue into my mouth where we dueled it out. He took this as a distraction to flip me over so I was on my back. It didn't surprise me this time.

However, what did surprise me was that he took himself off my body, breaking apart from our kiss. "I have an idea," He stated with another wicked grin. "Get on all fours," Tom ordered me.

I rose a brow, quickly sitting up as I looked at him. "Aggressive now, are we?" I teased before moving to all fours as he wanted. I turned my head so I could see him behind me to the best of my ability, biting down on my lip in anticipation.

Tom stood on his knees, drinking in the sight of me like that before positioning himself behind me. "Taylor," He cooed my name lovingly, his hand coming to my clit and rubbing in circles. I sighed contently in return. "What do you want me to do?" He questioned.

"Oh, you know," I replied.

"No, I don't. I need you to tell me," Tom winked.

"I want you," I said back. Damn him—was he going to keep playing these mind games like this?!

He moved his hand away, now grabbing his member and moving the tip of it along my clit and my entrance, a devilish glint in his eyes. "No, now tell me what you want me to do." It was all about the power, wasn't it?

"I want you to fuck me, Tom," I stated, trembling a little from just the amount of pleasure I was getting out of this. God, he needed to get with it already.

"How bad?"

I knew what would drive him over the edge. "I want you to fuck me so bad, Thomas," I licked my lips and then bit down on my lower lip.

That was all it took. That was all it took for him to finally get it going. All at once I felt him slip into my entrance and pound into me. I could feel all of him slide into me at this very moment, and I was so taken back and filled with pleasure I moaned aloud. Both of his hands were on my hips, pulling my bottom in as close as possible to him. "Like that?" He questioned, pounding into me again.

"Yes," I moaned softly, a smile forming on my lips.

Tom withdrew himself so just a little of his tip was inside me before pounding again, pulling me in against him. I could feel almost every inch of his cock in me and I moaned in pleasure yet again. He didn't withdraw this time, but he kept pumping his member in and out of me, aiming for the same spot as I moaned in return.

Soon enough, I could feel him hitting my g-spot. The more and more he kept hitting it with the force, the more the pleasure took over me. "Harder," I stated quietly. Then suddenly he paused—what? That obviously wasn't what I wanted! I blinked my eyes, turning back to look at him. "What was that you said?" He asked me teasingly.

"Harder," I said, pouting my lips now. "Please."

"If you insist," He pounded into me again. Tom picked up his movement, going faster and harder as he kept getting closer to hitting my g-spot. I could hear him moaning softly from the pleasure, wanting me more and more. My knees were shaking and I didn't know how much longer I could last as I finally felt him hit my g-spot repeatedly,

"Tom," I moaned his name louder each time. "I'm so close." My whole body was giving in and trembling. He only grunted in response, but one of his hands moved from my hip to my clit as he rubbed me. Oh, yes now I'd be sent over the edge.

It was coming—it was coming. "Tom!" I nearly screamed his name in pure ecstasy as I finally got my orgasm, eyes rolling into the back of my head as I shut them. I juiced him, tightening around his cock as I came, then loosened. I sighed in content, my eyes opening back up before turning to look at him once more. He had a look of pure satisfaction on him, but I knew he hadn't come yet. We still weren't there yet—well, not quite.

Tom was smiling at the site of me bent over, my juices spilling out. He licked his lips before wrapping his arm around my hips, turning me so I was on my knees and sitting up facing him. "I'm still not finished with you yet, my darling," He cooed, pressing my body against his. "Then why stop already?" I rose a brow, having his lips press forcefully against mine in reply. His tongue entered my mouth forcefully as he moved down so my back was on the bed and he was hovering over me. He bit down on my bottom lip, pulling back on it before letting go.

Tom moved his lips to my neck, kissing along down my neck and to my shoulder, then to my chest. I sighed contently the whole time. He moved so his face was now hovering above mine.

Next Tom reached down, grabbing himself and moving his tip up and down my clit and my entrance. He looked down at me for my reaction the whole time, basking in the image of my mouth opening to give little moans. His and my eyes were glued to each other, never breaking contact.

Then he slipped inside of me, slowly at first, groaning and his eyes rolling back into his head for a moment. He looked at me again, slowly entering as he said, "You're so damn tight, Taylor," Tom breathed.

One of my hands went up, grasping onto the pillow my head was resting on. "Tom, keep going," I begged lovingly.

He took me. He entered in all the way, but moved in and out slowly—cautiously—passionately—making sure to really treasure my body. In and out, slowly, with some hip movements. I was moaning softly, moving my hips to match his movement.

Meanwhile, one Tom's hands massaging and kneading a breast as he gazed into my eyes with—what was that? Compassion? Love? Lust? I couldn't tell…I had no idea, but I was so entranced by the hues of blue and green in his irises. I was lost in him while being filled with pleasure at the same time.

"Thomas," I moaned as he gave me one hard thrust, feeling all of his cock inside of me hitting my g-spot. My eyes were slowly closing, but I was trying my best to keep them open so I could look at him. Tom moaned, giving me another hard thrust as his eyes shut too.

At this rate, I wasn't going to last much longer. He picked up the past a little making his thrusts just a little faster, but most definitely keeping them as hard as possible. His hand switched to my other breast, and I was just livid. My moaning grew louder and faster as he took me, my eyes completely closing. One of my hands went on top of the hand on my breast, squeezing it as he squeezed my breast in return. "Tom, Tom," I moaned impossibly louder, shuddering.

"Come for me, Taylor," Tom whispered, pressing his lips to mine briefly. "Come for me, love," His lips brushed against mine as he said this.

I shuddered. I felt myself clamming down on him, tightening all around his cock as I came. "TOM!" I yelled, my hands digging into the pillow while my other hand squeezed his that was on my breast. Soon after I heard him groan, "Taylor," nice and loud while he gave a couple of more thrusts before stopping, letting his seed spill inside of me.

We were both breathing heavily, Tom lying on top of me and he rested the side of his head on my chest. I shut my eyes, catching my breath along with him. He was still inside of me, softening up. He pressed his lips to my chest briefly before nuzzling me. "Oh I needed a fuck like that," Tom chuckled.

That got a booming laugh out of me—I never expected for him to say something like that. "Then that makes two of us," I replied. I started to sit up slowly, and he took that as his cue to lift his head up, taking himself out of me, and getting off of me.

I didn't bother to get my clothes, and I didn't know what his intentions were for afterwards now. Was he going to leave now that we both got what we wanted? As Tom climbed off the bed, I moved the covers back and got into bed, sitting up and watching him.

He stood there…awkwardly for a bit, seeming to collect his thoughts as he glanced at our scattered clothes on the floor. He broke our silence. "Would you mind…?" He gestured towards my bed.

I smiled, lying back and relaxing. "It'd be my pleasure," I said. You should have seen his face after that!

Tom smiled, lighting up like a Golden Retriever puppy, climbing in under the sheets and joining me.

I turned onto my side so my back was facing him, and he laid on his side, snaking his arms around my waist. He pulled me in close so all of me was pressed up against him, and I sighed contently.

Tom pressed his lips to my shoulder, showering me with loving pecks on my shoulder and upper back. "Taylor," He whispered my name against his skin. I turned my head, trying to glance back at him, "Yes, Tom?"

"Thank you for gracing me with such a wonderful evening. If it wasn't for you…" He trailed off, and I picked up the rest of him.

I was blushing like mad, and I couldn't help but take one of his hands up to my lips where I pressed my lips to his knuckles. "No, thank you," I said back with affection. "Now good night, Tom." I closed my eyes, and before I knew it, the both of us had fallen asleep in that moment wrapped in each other like this—his arms around me, my legs entangled in his.

Say you'll see me again, even if it's just in your wildest dreams.