𝘈 𝘙𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘰𝘳 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 //𝘛.𝘍 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 //

Part 3 || 12 - One Drunken Night

I sat back on the couch after a warm shower, discarding all the thoughts from my mind. I wore a white tank top with spaghetti straps with another pair of shorts. Resting my head on the backrest of the couch, all I could think about was how good Tom felt. Something so beautiful, something so raw, something so amazing that I haven't felt ever.

Even when I tried to get rid off my ungodly thoughts, I couldn't. I bit my lip when I reminisced how his teeth felt on my breasts, how his lips kissed my body, how his hands grabbed my thighs. I heard the door open, so I opened my eyes and saw Tom entering with two bottles of vodka. We're doing shots! He was about to say something, but he stopped and I saw him gulp. He cleared his throat before shaking his head and heading over to me.

"Let's do some shots!" he said enthusiastically. I smiled and took a bottle from him. Before he could arrange some salt or lemons and shot glasses, I opened the bottle and started drinking. I shrieked when the unpleasant, burning, mildly bitter liquid ran down my throat. I heard Tom chuckle, he took the bottle off of my hands and said, "I said we're doing shots, Shorty" I nodded absent-mindedly when the liquid started to take over my mind, not enough to make me drunk.

As Tom was in the kitchen making preparations, I looked down and saw my perked nipples. This is what Tom might've seen. I need to stop thinking about it. Just shhh.

Tom placed two shot glasses on the table along with some cut up lemon and salt. I smiled at him and picked up the bottle. Filling up two shots, we licked the area between our thumb and forefinger, dropped some salt on it, breathing out, we licked the salt, picking up the shots, we looked at each other, "Cheers!" We clinked our glasses and took a shot, and then quickly sucked on the lemon.

The both of us shuddered before putting the glass down. "So much better" Tom said looking at me. I smirked as I filled up another shot. We gulped down one whole bottle, which meant, I drank half of it and Tom drank half of it, we still weren't drunk.

Shots after shots were taken, half of them spilt on the ground or on each other. My white tank top had now become a little see through. "No, no, tell me this..." I said my words slurring, "Why is it that only the girls have to wear revealing clothes, huh?" I completed putting my phone on the table. "That's what I was thinking, but let me be honest..." his words slurring as well, "You look fucking sexy in those clothes, those curves make me crazy" I smirked when I heard him praise my body.

My phone dinged and as I was about to pick it up, Tom tried to take the bottle that was near me, so we ended up accidently kissing each other. "Oops, sorry, love" I said giggling a little. He was still stuck, so I looked at him and his eyes were fixated on my lips. He leaned closer as every second passed by and with every increasing second, my heartbeat picked up. He was inches away from kissing me.

"Tom" I said meeting his eyes, "We aren't supposed to do this" I said looking at his lips. He licked his lips once, "Then stop me" and our lips met. For the first time, we weren't acting, we were actually kissing each other. His soft lips touching mine perfectly. Both of our eyes were fully closed in pleasure. He licked my bottom lip for entrance and I gave him the access. We shouldn't do this. We're both half-drunk, he is in a relationship, I shouldn't do this.

But then again, why can't I pull away? Why don't I want to pull away?

He pushed me back on the couch, so that I was laying on my back, he trailed his kisses to my jaw, my chin, my ears, my neck and stopped at my chest. He looked up still placing soft kisses, I nodded ever so lightly, that it was hardly noticeable, but he did. He pulled my tank top over my head and smirked at my bare breasts, perfect perked nipples, ready for him to destroy. His fingers graced over my curves, leaving feather like touches.

I put my hands on his shoulders, when his hands started kneading and squeezing my breasts. "So fucking perfect" he moaned before putting his mouth over one of my breasts, his hand still playing with the other nipple. A soft moan escaped my lips when he bit the soft skin between his teeth. He pulled me up and made me sit on his lap. I gasped when his bulge was directly under my core.

Fuck, he was hard.

He placed his hands on my waist, tightening his grip at every kiss he placed on my body. I couldn't take it, he knew he was torturing me. So, I grinded my pussy against his crotch, making him pull away. I bit my lip as I kept grinding, my hands found my perked nipples, as a groan escaped his lips. I placed soft kisses on his neck, making his breath hitch. I pulled his t-shirt over his head, revealing his perfect body. My nails dragged over his abs, as I was about to reach his pants, he grabbed my wrist. I looked up and his eyes were dark filled with lust. He picked me up and took me to his room.

He placed me on the bed, and placed sloppy kisses all over my body, while holding my hands above my head. He reached at the hem of my shorts, he looked up for permission.

Ok, Y/N, stop it, you guys haven't reached that far, stop it.

I nodded and in a swift moment he pulled my shorts and my panties off. He smirked as his fingers felt how wet I was. He picked up my thighs and pushed me furthermore, he licked his lips again like he was ready to eat his meal. He smirked again, and dived his tongue into my folds. "Fuck!" is all I could say when his tongue flicked my clit. I tangled my fingers into his blonde locks. This was better than the dream that I had. He is so good. Within minutes, I could feel my orgasm coming, so quick. "You're delicious"

He hummed making me squirm but he kept his grip firm. He knew I was close, he better let me have my first orgasm that I will have after ages. "D-Don't stop, Tom" I moaned making his tongue go even faster. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm close, so close" I whispered squeezing my eyes shut. "Let go, Y/N, come all over my mouth" and that's what I did. I was breathing heavily, a smile on my face, when finally someone satisfied me other than my ex-boyfriend or my own fingers.

But there was something else I was desperate for. I opened my eyes and saw Tom kissing my stomach, I put my hands on his pants and bit my lip. He raised his eyebrow and guided my hand to pull it off. He was in his boxers but I could see it. Within a split second, he pulled off revealing his length. I gasped and drooled a little, making Tom chuckle, "Good to know that your ex-boyfriend wasn't this big" he said like he was taunting, I met his eyes and turned us over.

I sat in between his thighs and took his shaft in my hands, his tip was an angry red. I spread the pre-cum all over his cock, before kitty licking the tip. He groaned a little, as I started to take him in my mouth, little by little, I couldn't fit him, he was huge. I bobbed my head up and down and jerked whatever didn't fit my mouth, but that wasn't enough, he got off the bed and pushed me to my knees. I took him in my mouth again but this time, Tom took my brown hair into his fist and pushed me down on his dick.

"Fuck!" he said after getting the pleasure he desired. He kept me there for a minute or half, before pulling me again. He pulled me on the bed again and shuffled through his night stand for a condom. He quickly teared the wrapper and put it on. He positioned himself in between my thighs and thrusted in. My back arched when he hit my g-spot on the first stroke. As he was big, he gave me a few seconds to adjust, I put my hands on his torso as I nodded. He moved in and out slowly, as my face scrunched up in pain. When he realized that I had started to feel pleasure, he thrusted in and out on a moderate place.

"God, you're big!" I said as my head fell back in pleasure. He took one of my legs over his shoulder and thrusted at a faster pace, oh this new position, hitting my g-spot quickly. "Right there" I said as he rubbed my clit in circular motions. "You're so tight makes me wanna come in a second, fuck" he said as he looked down at my stomach, feeling his bulge going in and out of me, making the outline of his cock visible on my stomach.

Within a few more hard and fast thrusts, I felt my second orgasm of the night nearing. "Are you close, love?" he asked as he felt me clench around himself. I couldn't speak, my voice was caught in my voice box, I just nodded scratching his back. "Me too, Y/N" His thrusts got sloppier and sloppier, "Come for me, Y/N, do it" he ordered as we both rode out our highs. My legs were still shaking, our heavy breathing is all you could hear in the room. The pleasure was so much for the both of us that in minutes the both of us fell asleep.

So? So? So? What do you think will happen on the morning after? How will they face each other? Also, do you like sweet Tom or spicy Tom?