Tom looked shocked from what I said. And for some reason I didn't regret it. Maybe it was the wine...surely it was the wine. But I didn't feel the need to hide it anymore. Taking my fork I poked it into the cake. Putting it into my mouth and carefully licking the icing off, not breaking eye contact with Tom. Smiling at how his eyes never left my lips. Tom cleared his throat shifting his seat closer so that our knees touched, and it sent sparks up my legs.

God, I wanted to fuck this man.

"Why do you say that", Tom asked.

"Cuz he just is, he would always be weird with me when I was younger". I said. I don't know why Tom was all of a sudden interested in the bastard. Maybe cuz he was his former coworker. Or maybe he was just wandering.

"I'm so sorry". He said reaching for my hand and placing it in mine. Carefully caressing my fingers.

"Did he-

"Tom", I said cutting him off.

"I'm fine, no we didn't have sex or anything. I mean he did do other stuff, I just...I don't know really". Tom lifted my gently kissing it.

"Did you tell anyone", he said his voice infused with concern.

"No, just Maddie".

"Do you love him". Tom said, under his breath, some what intended for me not to hear. I didn't know how to feel about the question. Did I love Chris, off course not, I hated him. But if I hated him why does he appear in my dreams, and why am I so attached to him.

"I- I don't know. I mean I hate him for what he did. But he was sort of the dad I never had, and he was there for my mom. He only did those things when he was drunk though." I can't be serious right now, you're making excuses for that pervert, the wine was really getting to me. A tear ran down my face, but I quickly swatted it away. I wasn't gonna cry over spilled milk, it was already done, and Chris had certainly moved on...I think.

"Eva I-".

"I need to use the bathroom", I said getting up. I just wanted to avoid that part, those intimate talks about the past that are bound to happen in a relationship. Taking a tissue I wiped my eye, trying not to smudge my mascara, sniffling. I heard Tom knock on the door.

"Eva". He called out from outside the bathroom. Clearing my throat I opened the door stepping out of the bathroom. Meeting Tom at the door way. He pulled me into a hug stroking my back. Stroking my neck it led to my face, using his thumb to circle my cheek. Leaning in he kissed my neck and I let out a muffled moan, begging him to continue. He had a way with me.

"Tom", I moaned out holding the hand he placed on my cheek. He didn't stop kissing me as I took in his scent. Pressing me against the bathroom door. My hand traced down to his belt. Carefully stroking his forming bulge. Tom groaned wrapping his hand around the back of my neck. I managed to unbuckle is pants zipping them down. And getting a feel of his dick.

I bent my knees carefully getting on my knees in front of Tom. Watching his eyes tread down to me.

"You don't- "

He called out cutting himself off, as I slowly pulled down the front of his pants. Tom shut his eyes letting his head fall back as I took his dick and carefully stroked it. His breathing was heavy as he struggled to hold in his whimpers. Taking his dick I carefully placed my mouth on the tip. Carefully sliding it further into my mouth. Bobbing my head slowly, I felt Tom push further into me. Groaning and stroking my head. My eyes rolled at the feeling of his dick hitting the back of my throat, slowly pulling it out to stroke it before putting it back in my mouth.

"Fuck...Eva". Tom whined, using the wall to hold him self up. Tom's jaw clenched, as I carefully used my tongue to trace around the tip of his dick. Feeling him grow hungry, he took a had full of my hair carefully pushing into my mouth. Gagging I felt the tears run down my eyes, smudging the mascara I tried so hard to keep on. Tom groaned murmuring my name under his breath, I belt the side of his legs. Soon feeling a hot liquid shoot inside my mouth. My eyes fluttered shut as I dribbled it on his dick. Making eye contact, I licked my lips wiping my teary eyes. Struggling to get up Tom swiftly picked me up. Straddled on his waist. He kissed me roughly biting on my lip. Holding on to him by his neck. I wanted him so badly. I wanted to feel him inside of me. By this time I reckon the wine had left my system. It was just me and my raw emotion.

Getting to the room Tom placed me on the bed pushing my legs apart so he could position himself in between them. I reached down to pull down his pants as his hands roughly ran up and down my dress. Pulling it over me I groaned at how rough yet gentle he was. Tom pulled my under wear down as well as my pasties, his eagerness turning me on. I pressed my hips against him. Indicating I wanted it now. Tom slid off his shirt. From the distance I could here that it was staring to rain again. The room got so steamy despite the air being on. I felt Tom push a finger into me. Letting out a gasp as I felt him curl into me. The feeling of his fingers repeatedly pushing inside me drove me mad. I let out a cry, whining as I tried to push my hips away but was restricted by Tom pushing them back in.

Tom's face towered over mine, watching my reaction. A slight smirked formed on his lips as he carefully pulled his fingers out of me and moved to my clit applying pressure and circling around it. At this point I was a mess, squirming under his touch. Tom placed his mouth on my breast, slightly biting my nipple.

"fuck", I cried out, holding unto him, as I came on his fingers.