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After heading to the door and collecting your clothes, which were the known culprit of interrupting your's and Tom's first intimate time together, you headed upstairs, a skip in your step. The box looked sealed shut, duck tape firmly sealing the loose folds. You placed it down on your bed, being quite heavy, and wondered to your drawer to collect your pocket knife. You didn't necessarily  have a need for it now you had to protection of Tom, but you still felt it was a necessary accessory.

You sliced down the grey stands of tape, the box slowly loosening and finally the seams popped open. Inside, your clothes were packed neatly in black packaging, and even the small decorations you had added were wrapped in bubble wrap at the bottom. You would have some fun with that later. Picking the items out one by one, you placed them on the bed before opening them, your eyes cautiously looking for a specific item. It would, of course, be the very last package you opened. Slipping the black plastic away, revealed a slim, skin tight black dress with a low back and an off the shoulder front. It was perfect for tonight. With it came some black tights and you had ordered some flats on the side, as you weren't someone who got along with high heels. The last time you wore them was your cousins wedding. Long story short you had a swollen ankle for a whole five weeks after falling down three flights of stairs.

You admired the dress closely, despite it not being your first choice. You weren't a 'dressy' type of person, and were more restricted to your own choice of wearing ripped jeans, trainers and a baggy jumper, even in the summer time. But, you wanted to make a good first impression on Tom. Plus, the dress would be easier to get on and off if something were to come up. Placing the dress down, you folded the rest of your clothes and placed them in your drawer before heading back downstairs, your Richmond cigarettes in hand. You hand't had a 'drag' in almost nine hours now and you could feel the anxiety building in your chest.

You hadn't wanted to stark smoking, especially because it came into your life at such a young age. You never did drugs, never drank, and never smoked until your father walked out on you and your mother, which is when you ended up working in the night club for Joe. He took you in like the others, and made you one of his own. You just followed the crowd, and this is where it got you. You were still deciding whether or not it was a good thing. You used to thrive in self confidence, having grown up with a strong will and loved the person you where, despite your scars. But, walking into the world and opening your eyes to see the girls you were up against, soon changed your opinion on yourself.

You lit the cigarette, holding it tightly between two fingers and bringing it to your lips. Taking in the familiar taste of tobacco brought home both relished and perished memories. With the warm summer breeze and the view from Tom's back garden, brought your heart to an unfamiliar home. Despite smoking, you looked after yourself. Your teeth were crystal clean, which was hard to keep a habit of considering the nicotine, and your body remained in perfect shape. You knew for sure you weren't born that way, but now you thrived in self pride knowing you had sculpted your body with your own tools; a healthy lifestyle and a positive mind set.

A cough interrupted your thoughts, your body spinning to face Tom, walking towards you. He was dressed in a black shirt, button up, and matching black jeans. He looked ravishing. Slowly, without leaving the tight lock he had on your eyes, he slid his hand under your arm, slowly pushing his fingers upwards until your hand was in the air. His fingers intertwined through the tight grip on your palm, and pushed the cigarette from your grip, distracting you with a light kiss. You couldn't help but groan as he pulled away, the shore ecstasy running short in your veins.

"Instead of smoking, have a taste of me" he smirked, returning to the spot on your neck he always ventured to when the gates were open. You let out a muffled moan, discarded by the haziness in your mind. "Sex is a good distraction for a nicotine addiction" he hummed against the sun glazed skin before nipping against it, retracing broad licks against the purple and yellow bruises from your previous encounter.

"Should have told me that before I had a cigarette" you smirked, knowing all too well what he was suggesting, but your high had already been fulfilled, the tightening in your chest had loosened away and there was no more pressure on your shoulders. Tom pulled his lips away from your skin, bringing his hand to rest against your waist. "Fair enough" he smirked, taking the packet from your back pocket and throwing it out into the pool. "Now you have no excuse"

"You'll regret that tonight" you shook your head, smiling before patting his chest and walking back inside to get changed. Tom's movements had been slow today, and you were sure that's how you had liked it. It built up more and more pressure until he could finally have you. But, you were planning on seeing how long he could last before he finally broke.

To say the dress complimented you would be an understatement, and you weren't one for self compliments. Especially when you were in a dress. Your hair had been curled, and your make up was light. The tights outlined your slim legs, almost making them pop as they bled into your body, slowly travelling up every curve. Your collarbones looked prominent, the darkness of your dress making your fine skin shine like sunlight in a midnight forest. You had exactly twenty minutes until the party started, having rushed yourself slightly as Tom was half ready when he came down earlier. You sprayed yourself with some perfume before slipping on your shoes and heading out of your bedroom.

Tom was waiting for you in the kitchen, a glass of red wine seated in his hand as he flicked through his phone. "How do I look?" you asked, joining him in the large room, the lights shining down on your body. Tom looked up from his phone, only to almost drop the device on the marble flooring beneath him. He swore he saw a halo form above your head. Your body looked delicate, your hair covering the small marks he had left of your skin. Your eyes glimmered, standing out from the darkness of your dress. He wanted to take you there and then, fill you up until you screamed his name. You giggled, bringing him out of his stare.

"You look... Amazing" he smiled, walking over to you and placing his hands on your hips. He tried to be cautious just touching you, you felt so soft and fragile, he thought he might break you if he played with you too rough. You smiled, placing your hands on his chest. "Why thank you. Your looking handsome as ever" you giggled, brushing a loose strand of hair away from his eyes. He was wearing the same black shirt, only now with a leather jacket to compliment it. He looked like the bad boy you had been dreaming about since high school.

"Why don't we get this over and done with, so I can show you how things really work around here" he smiled, giving your cheek a sweet kiss. You shook your head with a happy sigh, rolling your eyes. "Sounds good to me"

The drive to the party was intimidating. Not because of Tom, or the tension in the car, because there was non. But, it had been a while since you had been to a party where you were surrounded with people whom you weren't familiar with. Usually you were either best friends with all the girls, had sex with pretty much every guy or dated them, or it was Jen you best friend or your boss Joe. Nothing like a good awkward gathering.

You'd been talking with Tom the whole way there, about how sheepishly nervous you were. Tom couldn't help but smile at the fact you were shy about meeting new people. Honestly, he was loathing in the fact that because of this, you would be attached to him all night. Hiding in his shadow. "I'll show you around a little and then you can meet my friend Harrison and his girlfriend, they should be there" he smiled, pulling his grip off of the wheel and placing his hand on your inner thigh, massaging the skin lightly. With the added pressure, you felt butterflies explode in your stomach, your mind running a thousand miles an hour. "And even if you don't get to know anyone, you have me" he smiled, reassuring you. You nodded, eternally wishing something good would come out of this.

Pulling up to the house some what pushed away all the fears you were holding in. The house was lit up, already thriving with people. The lawn was covered in the iconic red party cups, people already drunk out their minds and the music was pulsating through the steel of the car, drowning out the soft music that the radio was playing. You adrenaline shot sky high just glancing inside. This place was huge, and already screaming a good time. Your attention was pulled away from the house as Tom's hand wrapped itself in yours. You looked over at him, his eyes gleaming even in the dull lighting of the driveway.

"Ready?" he asked, rubbing his thumb gently over your knuckles. "Ready as i'll ever be"

Walking up the driveway, you could already feels eyes burning on you. There was a lot riding on the impression you were about to make. There seemed to be a lot of people that knew Tom, as he was stopped on four occasions before we even reached the door. Opening brought the all too familiar smell of sweat, beer and nicotine. Just like the old days. You could already feel the blood running through your veins jumping to the beat of the bass boosted music, the sight of people loosing their minds on the pure heat of the beat making your stomach somersault.

"You want something to drink?" Tom asked. Well, more like shouted over the music.

"Please!" You yelled back, squinting at the bright lights, yet a smile ever so prominent on your lips. Tom gripped your wrist tightly, dragging you through the crowds of people. Being in such a confined space was nothing new, as you would feel the odd hand graze against your hip. You were pulled out into a clearing, what seemed to be the kitchen. There were all sorts of bottles dispersed everywhere, cups and small puddles where things had been spilled. Tom took a random bottle from the side, pouring it into one of the empty cups before handing it to you. "What is it?"

"I don't know!" he chuckled, pouring his own. You brushed your hair behind your ears, bringing the drink to your lips. The alcohol burned your tongue for a second, before slipping down your throat and lighting a fire in your stomach. You squinted slightly from the sour taste, making Tom laugh from where he was standing, before he did the same, making you giggle. Just upon finishing your drink, a familiar blue eyed, blonde haired boy approached Tom, spinning him round and embracing him in a hug.

"Harrison, this is Y/N, the girl I was telling you about!" Tom yelled over the beat of the music, kindly gesturing you over to him. You followed, approaching him with a smile. He was the guy from the photograph. "If I wasn't already madly in love, i'd call you stunning" he winked, making you giggle "It's nice to finally meet you" he held out his hand, which you took kindly.

"You too! Although, Tom hasn't mentioned you much" you gave Tom a sarcastic nudge with your elbow. Harrison acted offended, but all washed away when he was greeted by a rather pretty girl, bringing Harrison into a heart felt kiss. You felt Tom tense a little at the side of you, wrapping a comforting arm around your waist and pulling you into him. You didn't reject, only allowing yourself to sink into him further. "This is Hailey, Hailey this is Y/N" he smiled, introducing the pair of us. She smiled with a sweet 'hello' to which you returned before sinking back into Tom's grip.

After a few more drinks and awkwardly shared conversation, you and Tom had made your way to the dance floor where the teasing had began. You were a little tipsy, not enough to say you were drunk, but you couldn't hide the feeling you had when Tom would brush against you from behind, placing his lips on your neck without moving them. His hot breath felt intimidating, and you would only tease back by adding the needed pressure, pushing your lower back into his abdomen. You could have sworn a couple of times, even with the bass of the music, you heard him moan against you.

As the drinks progressed, you couldn't keep your hands off each other. What was supposed to be a social gathering in order for you to meet Tom's friends and let loose a little, had turned into only the two of you being within talking distance and tolerance. Tom had you pushed against the kitchen counter, his lips sucking the life out of your skin, his thigh pushing against your heat. Every now and again he would shift slightly, edging you on even more, but you weren't giving in. You slipped your hand into Tom's, locking your fingers before pushing off of him and leading him through the crowd towards the stairs. You could feel his palms getting sweatier the more you failed to climb the stairs, often tripping and laughing for a good two minutes before trying again.

"Ready for some real fun?" you asked seductively, leading Tom into the privacy of one of the bedrooms. He smirked, his response being that after entering the bedroom, he shut the door eagerly before walking back over to you, and finally connecting your lips. Tom had spent the majority of his small, intimate kisses being trailed across your neck, or sometimes even your hands, but he refused to kiss you until you were somewhere where could savour it. Things moved quickly, his lips moving to a new found rhythm and soon his tongue was sliding against your bottom lip. You granted him access, your body craving his presence.

His tongue was quick to explore your mouth, exaggerated moans and sticky breaths leaving his lips the more you fought for dominance. His hands found your hips, slowly pushing you backwards onto the bed where he towered over you. His hot kisses ventured to the side of your lips, kissing the small dimples on your cheeks before slowly making their way down your neck. So far, he had ventured no father than your shoulder, but now things where changing. You could feel the pressure against your inner thigh as Tom massaged it roughly, slowly trailing his fingers along the inner side of your dress until his thumb slowly moved your tights and panties to the side, giving him full access to your core.

You threw your head back against the mattress as Tom's thumb pressed harshly against your clit, not stopping to steady the quickening movements. You had to bite you lip to seduce the moans ready to escape. All the while he was edging you on, his lips continued down your body, slowly reaching your collarbone. "God your already soaked, love". His voice made you want to scream, it was dark and delicious, making your spine tingle. His hand left your heat for a second, pulling his lips away and grabbing the seams of your dress, pushing them upwards. Quickly, he brought his lips back down to your stomach, the warmth on your cold skin making you shiver.

"You've had me-" he breathed out between slow kisses, slowly progressing into broad licks against your skin "painfully hard ever since the little stunt you pulled this morning" he teased, your eyes almost bursting from their sockets at his words. So the hand brush against his crotch, had worked. "I had to go and sort myself out in the bathroom at work just thinking about you" he continued, his kisses edging closer and closer to your heat. "I came so fucking hard just thinking about you underneath me" he smirked, his eyes looking up towards you. Your breath hitched in your throat at the thought of him touching himself over you. This, heavenly man, getting off, to you.

"T-Tom-" you managed to breath out, catching his attention. "What is it, love?"

"Please, do something, anything" you pleaded. Tom smiled, seeing you crumble underneath him. His pants were getting tighter by the second and he didn't know how long he could last, he wanted to taste you so badly. Lowering himself towards you, he slowly brought his tongue to your folds, licking upwards towards you clit. "F-fuck! O-Oh!" you moaned, hands grabbing his hair tightly as he began sucking on the sensitive bud. You felt like electric was shooting up your spine as he slowly slid his finger to your entrance, teasing it in and out slowly. "Oh my god!" you wanted to scream, but the pleasure was sending you dizzy. Tom began thrusting in and out painfully quick, adding another finger until you were finally filled.

"God, you taste so good" he hummed against your heat, making your mouth fall open, saliva gathering on your tongue. "I can feel you clenching, princess, are you close?"

"Y-Yes!" you yelled, teeth sinking into your bottom lip almost making it bleed. "Com on baby, let me feel you" he continued before circling your clit with the tip of of tongue, moaning against you as his member brushed against the bed sheets. "TOM!" You finally yelled, releasing onto Tom's fingers. Tom smiled as he felt your juices leak between the seams of his fingers, slowly watching you twitch as he drew them out of you. You lay there a panting mess for a moment, the sweat glistening on your chest. Tom brought his fingers to his lips, tasting you all over again as he sucked them clean. "God you make me wanna fuck the life out of you" he hummed, leaning over you again and brushing the strands of hair, now sticking to your forehead, away to the side.

You smiled at the snarky comment, making you wet all over again. "Well, seeing as someone might ruin their nice black trousers if I don't sort them out" you leaned up, nibbling on his ear gently, your hot breath fanning his skin "why don't you be a good boy and lie down" you smiled, Tom obeying. He flipped you over, so you were now sitting between his legs, his back resting against the headboard. Without a moment to loose, you slipped your hand into his pants, pulling out his member. You'd expected Tom to be big, but... You couldn't see how you were going to fit him. He was far bigger than anyone you'd ever seen. He smirked at your facial expression.

"Fuckin' hell" you sighed with a smile, taking the base of his cock and gripping it tightly. He was quick to shut his mouth after the new added pressure, the dark mushroom tip now leaking pre -cum. "Your a creative boy, Holland. I want you to imagine something for me" you teased, licking the tip of his aching cock slowly. Tom let a whimper escape, immediately regretting it before nodding.

"Imagine we're back home. Just the two of us, and you've got me bent over the kitchen counter, my ass red from spanking me so hard" you said slowly, drawing out the anticipation in your words before slowly gliding your tongue up his shaft. Tom's stomach was rioting heavily with his unbalanced breathing. You knew what you were doing was working. "I've been naughty, so you decided it would be appropriate to punish me" you continue, slowly kissing his tip. His hands were shifting around in the bed sheets, on and off gripping the quilt. "Then, without warning, you plunge into me, making me scream your name" you smile finally taking his member into your mouth. His tip hit the back of your throat from the sudden thrust as he entered your wet walls. He was a moaning mess, his hair dishevelled and mouth gaped open, eyes tightly shut as he almost screamed for your touch.

"You've got me right where you want me" you smile, cupping his balls gently and massaging them in the palm of your hand. The sucking became more vigorous, almost drawing the cum from him before he was close. "Fucking me senseless" you finally say, Tom's head smacking the headboard harshly as he arched his back with a loud and breathless moan, your hands tightening on his balls, the bobbing becoming quicker.

"I-I'm cumming!" he yelled, his hot load hitting the back of your throat. You swallowed everything he had to offed, making sure he was dry.

But, things weren't over yet.

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Oooooh cliffhanger 😂 Thank you for reading the third chapter of this book! Sorry about not updating yesterday, my horse escaped the field and ended up getting into a fight with another stallion bla bla bla, but all is okay now lol x Please remember to leave your comments! Suggestions or Criticism! ❤️ Love you and thank you again! :)
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