Tom and Desai are brought together by circumstance, friendship, and understanding of what each other really need from the other. A monster threatens their happiness, but they rise above to reach the pinnacle they both want and need. True love always...
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As they stood looking into each other's eyes Thomas captured her face between his large hands, and her lips with his tongue demanding entrance, he felt more than heard her moan of desire as she opened her mouth to his invasion. There could be no other term for it. He didn't care about anything but the taste of her. The feel of her. The want of her. And the need of her. It was a deep kiss that had their tongues mating in a ritual as old as time itself.
Their bodies, even though it had been months since they had kissed, knew each other. There was no awkwardness or clumsiness only the soft slide of lips and tongues against each other. Thomas's fingers gently caressed Desai's soft hair at the sweet promise of realization, Yes, this is what I want. And it's easy and perfect, and when Thomas opened his mouth to Desai, cupping her face in his palms, it felt like a weight had been lifted from him.
He felt no more pain. Only love. Only love, want, and need.
The Earth began to spin faster for Desai as she broke the kiss breathlessly resting her forehead against Thomas's, her eyes closed, and her heartbeat thrumming in her ears. She clung to him desperate for more contact as heat spread throughout her body. "I love you," she whispered raggedly.
Thomas picked her up and carried her to the sofa tenderly laying her down. "I love you, Desai Olivia Hiddleston, my one and only."
Desai smiled and kissed him hard she wanted to let him know she needed him, it was a passionate kiss. A dirty passionate kiss, their tongues were running everywhere inside of their mouths, touching and suddenly escaping.
"I don't think I've ever wanted you as much as I want you right now," Thomas muttered as he bit her neck slowly before snaking his tongue around the bite to soothe.
"Thomas, I'm yours."
Thomas's eyes were shining like never before. He kissed her thoroughly as his hands roamed freely over his wife's wonderful body. He tugged her shirt upward and she helped him to remove the red jumper, her bra was next, he was gentle with it knowing that her breasts were tender from the babes and the breast pumps.
She moaned, "Your beard is so soft. I wish you didn't have to shave it off for Loki. I love how it feels against my skin."
He rubbed against her breasts like a cat at first then began to gently nibble, lick and suck the nipples, unaware he was leaving small love bites everywhere he had sucked. His lips moved in a downward motion until they reached her jeans as he looked up she arched, he sat on his knees as he tugged them down and over her hips taking her panties with them.
He looked at her lying there looking at him and suddenly his hands started shaking and he began to cry.
"Thomas?" she asked in a whisper.
"I can't. I'm sorry. I thought ... I'm afraid I'll hurt you," he said lowly as his once hard cock softened.
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