Cruel To Be Kind - Peaky Blinders Fanfiction

Part 45 - Tommy's Birthday Surprise

I didn't want to disturb him when I saw him through the office door. He looked tired and was so content reading the paper that it brought a small smile to my lips.

Polly had ushered everyone out of the betting den when she caught sight of me and John said he'd see us later at the Garrison.

'If they make it.' Arthur had left with and it made my cheeks flush. Why did it seem that everyone thought I was here to seduce my husband?

"You gonna stand there all night?" he asked and I blinked in the realisation that I had just been staring at him as I pondered.

"I was just thinking," I told him, coming into the office and pulling the door closed behind me. So maybe I did have intentions of seducing my husband. "I've got you a birthday present, old man."

"I ain't old," he grumbled, tapping his cigarette on the ashtray as he watched me come to a stop in front of him.

"Ten years older than me," I teased, leaning down and placing a kiss to his lips. "I've missed you."

"Miss you too." Well, that was nice. To know he missed me. Perhaps he shouldn't go off for nine days if he was going to miss me. "Urgh, what was that for?" he asked as I smacked him on the shoulder as my annoyance grew.

"Just reminding you what pain feels like because you are a pain in my arse," I told him, sliding onto his desk and shifting so I was sitting in front of him.

"Hmm," he muttered, sliding his hands up my legs and resting them on my hips. He lighted his head, his lips brushing against mine as I brought my head down. "You said you had a present."

"Oh, here," I said, pulling away and slipping my father's pocket watch from a hidden pocket on my dress. Tommy's brows raised as the silver watch hung in front of his face. "It was my father's. He would have wanted you to have it. He always said he'd pass it down to his son if he ever had one, but he didn't. I guess you are his son in a sense now, so here you go."

"You don't have to do this," he said, taking the watch from my fingers and pressing a kiss on my knuckles.

"I know, but I want to." I gave him a smile before sliding off the desk and into his lap. I let one hand rest on his shoulder as I brought my right hand down over his chest and over his stomach until it was resting on the waistband of his trousers.

Giving him a teasing smile, I slid my hand into his trousers, rubbing it along his dick, brushing my finger over his tip. Tommy let his head fall back against his chair and I rose up and tapped his hips signalling I wanted his help to lower his trousers. He complied, his hands clenching on the arms of the chair as I brought my over hand down to squeeze his balls lightly.

"Tommy?" He gave a light hum in response and I teased him by tightening my hand that was wrapped around his dick. "If you pull a stunt like that again, if you leave me for nine-fucking-days again, I will rip your dick from your body and feed it to the dog." He groaned and I was surprised by how hard he was becoming in my hand. "Do you understand?" I asked, fondling his balls as I kept my eyes on him. He gave a jerky nod, his hands moving on the arms of his chair as he restrained himself from finishing the job.

Leaning down, I pressed my lips to his tip, smiling when he gasped out.

"You don't have to do that," he heaved, the longing and lust making his voice thick with pleasure.

"I want to," I told him before wrapping my lips over his head and letting my teeth slide lightly over his sensitive skin.

He became lax as he relaxed his body and I placed one hand at the base of his dick, rubbing at the part I couldn't pleasure with my mouth. I let my head bob and I sucked him into my mouth, letting my tongue trail along his length as I pulled back to grab a breath.