《Pistols and Petals - TH》•18•
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*olivias pov*
"He was so angry and upset.. so even though he did calm down I still think he's mad at me" I say.
"You did nothing wrong.. yeah she's a bad person but she's your sister and no one would just turn on their family like that, no matter what they've done" jessi says.
"After that he had another meeting and he hasn't come out of his office since" I say.
"Well go talk to him" she says and I groan.
"What's up ladies?" Haz asks sitting in the chair across from us.
"Olivia thinks toms mad at her" Jessi says, then going on to explain the situation.
"Pfft please" he scoffs. "Liv if anyone, and I mean anyone else did that, their head would be chopped off their body. Toms not mad"
"Jesus can anyone around here do anything without being threatened with death?" I ask
"Of course darling but it's so much more fun that way" tom says walking in the room.
"Murder isn't fun tom" I scold.
"Cmon babygirl" He says. "Let's go I want you to myself"
He holds out his hand and I take it standing up and walking with him down the hallway to his room.
I've never been in his room. It's all extremely fancy and his deep brown aesthetic.
He sits down on the bed and pulls me down onto his lap, so I'm straddling him.
"I'm sorry for getting so upset with you darling" he says locking his hands behind my back. "Work use to be the only importance in my life, but now it's you, you're my priority and I shouldn't have yelled at you like that, I'm going to do better"
I smile at his apology, he was sincere and honest.
"I forgive you" I say and press a light kiss to his lips. Which he quickly returns much rougher.
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My hands go to his neck, pulling his face closer as I deepen the kiss, our lips have a way of fitting so well together.
His hands roam my back before falling right on my butt, tightly gripping which causes me to gasp into the kiss.
He laughs deeply at the reaction.
I run my fingers through the curls at the nape of his neck before giving his hair a tight pull, moaning into the kiss which just caused him to be even more... excited.
I grind my hips on him and he groans, his long fingers gripping my hips tightly as they move on him.
He breaks the kiss and stands up, effortlessly picking me up with him and laying me on my back.
He connects his lips to my neck, god he's so good at this. He grabs both on my hands with his and pins them above my head.
"My pretty girl" he mumbles as he finishes sucking my neck. He grips the bottom of my T-shirt, pulling it off me, his hands roaming my sides.
"Can I?" He asks pulling at the waist band on my shorts.
I nod and he pulls them down.
"My babygirl is so wet" he says as he presses his fingers on my panties causing my breath to hitch.
He spreads my legs and starts leaving a trail of kisses on the inside of my thigh, going higher making it harder to keep my breath steady.
He wraps his fingers into the sides of my panties, pulling them down and throwing them to the ground.
He presses his fingers against me and my legs tense up.
"So needy.." he says. "I'm gunna fix it baby"
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