《Cadillac Haven [Tom Hiddleston]》EIGHT
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I sat laid against a wooden bed frame, my legs rubbing against the satin sheets. I wore nothing but a large mens shirt that was draped against my skin, my cold nipples hardening against the cotton fabric. It smelt familiar, everything felt familiar. Looking around I noticed I was in my child hood bed room. That hid all my secrets, kissing boys in my closet. The stuffed toy that I put in my underwear and rubbed against until I collapsed into my sheets drunkenly. The red nail polish I spilled on my carpet that never washed off. And to my side a picture of my dad. I leaned in picking up the photo, using my thumb to wipe off the dust that covered my dads smile. The facade that hid the true mess that he was.
Swiftly getting up from my bed, I stood still, to take in my surroundings. Taking up the familiar place that served as a haven for my adolescence self. From the bathroom I heard the tap water run, after some minutes it stopped and I couldn't help but wander what it was. Walking to the bathroom and peaking my head. It was a man, a towel wrapped around his waist and his hair was wet. Looking further into the bathroom he caught my reflection from the mirror, quickly I snapped my head from the door way. He chuckled, hearing him approach me from outside the bathroom, quickly I ran to my bed. Walking out of the bathroom I noticed the certain man was Tom. Water dripped down from his hair to his broad shoulders running down his abs. Noticing me looking at him a smug smile formed against his lips.
"You like what you see", he said his voice deep and taunting. He was taunting me, my face, and the state of my mind that wondered what was beneath the towel that barely held on to anything, slowly slipping to show his V line. I squirmed in the sheets pulling my legs to my chest exposing my thighs but quickly snapping them down remembering I had no under wear on.
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Tom smirked, walking around and towards the side of the bed where I sat. Towering over me Tom bent his face, nearing mine. Holding my arm he pushed me down to the bed, falling into the soft sheets, I breathed heavy against Toms face, who was still near mine. Slowly he got on the bed, his eyes never leaving mine. Putting his hands on both sides of my face. Carefully Tom slid his knee between my legs allowing the shirt I wore to ride up. Exposing my bare flesh. I breathed hard, but I didn't say anything nor did I protest to try to stop him, the truth is I wanted him. I wanted him so badly.
Finally summoning up the courage, I lifted my hands, caressing Toms face. He leaned into my hand and slowly I moved to his neck, and to his back. Softly pressing my fingers into his skin. Tom's eyes wandered around my misty bashful face, allowing me to run my hands down his back. Patiently watching how the desire for him filled my eyes, that I soon pushed down unto his knee, slowly grinding against his bare knee. His drew his face nearer, hesitantly, before softly placed his lips on mine, breathing into our faces, we restlessly kissed each other. Allowing Tom's tongue to push down on mine. Lifting my legs, I wrapped them around his waist locking them tightly resulting in Tom's towel finally sliding off. With my legs straddled around Tom's waist he sat up, which hoisted my hips up with him. Moving to the middle of the bed, Tom took both my ankles, kissing my heel . Tom knelt on the bed, with my legs around him staring down at me, slowly taking his hand and running it down my breast circling his finger against my nipple. Slithering his finger further down and reaching my clit. Taking his thumb, he circled my clit, softly pressing down unto it and then releasing watching how frantic I grew under his touch.
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"You like when I pet your pretty pussy like that huh, Eva". I moaned , reaching to keep his hand in place and slowly lifting my hips to grind against his fingers. Sliding one inside of me, I let out a whine, parting my lips for air. Curving my back and rocking on my head. Before I knew it Tom inched closer to me, kissing my parted lips. Sat in between his legs he managed to pull of the shirt that barely hung on my shoulders. Exposing my neck he kissed it, biting at my skin softly, I pushed against his stomach, leaving a trail of my wetness on his abs. Tom moaned before wresting on his side to use his hand to push his cock into me. Watching my eyes widen I winced at the pain that shot up my leg. I groaned, scratching at Tom's back. Finally adjusting his weight back on top of me, Tom slowly pushed into me. Holding my breath I pushed his hips back from the pain. It wasn't a unbearable pain, it was a good pain, the type you craved more of.
"Baby...breath for me, okay? " Tom groaned in my ear.
Placing my trembling hands around Tom's hips I panted each time Tom would pull out me. Feeling his cock edging my clit. We simultaneously moaned to the the rhythm of his thrust. The room filled with the tempo of the croaking bed. Now this room had one more more secret, our little sinful secret. Shutting my eyes at my approaching orgasm I lifted my hips, before Tom slowly filled me, falling into my chest. Opening my eyes to kiss him, I was dismayed by the sight of Chris...my uncle, who cynically smiled at me.
" Whats wrong Eva... Awww baby, don't act you didn't like how fucked your pretty pussy"
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I jerked awake, my eyes flying open. Gasping for air. I coldness and stillness of the room. Still managing to sweat through my clothes, the same clothes I wore yesterday. Scanning the dark room, which was my dorm and spotting Maddie who was sound asleep. I crawled out of my bed, staggering , I walked to Maddie's bed, wriggling next to her . Noticing I was attempting to cuddle in beside her Maddie shifted leaving space for me before wrapping her hands around me as we fell back asleep.
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