THOSE EYES

CHAPTER 12 - Desire

Heat and tingles spread through my body when he traced his fingers over my nape.

"Kiss me," I said with a faint voice.

Tom chuckled and spoke: "I can't hear you, kitty cat, speak lauder."

"Kiss me!" I shouted and covered my face.

He chuckled and leaned forward. "Good girl," he said before gently pressing his lips on mine. We exchanged a few small kisses while his hands kept exploring my body.

"Are you sure you want me to kiss you?" he asked before lifting me on his lap.

I started pushing him away and said: "Forget it, let me go."

He gripped my hips, keeping me in place and spoke: "Don't you dare move off me."

My legs just gave up at his command, and he asked: "Let me ask you again, are you sure you want me to kiss you?"

"Yes ..." I replied with a faint voice.

"Good girl," he said before placing his lips on mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he deepened our kiss. Our tongues started dancing with each other. His hands travelled all over my body. Tom stood up with me in his hands.

I parted our kiss and asked: "Where are you taking me?"

He placed his hand on the back of my head and gently pushed it toward his head, connecting our lips. After he walked for a while with me in his embrace, kissing each other, he placed me down on the bed. Tom climbed on top of me while growling. He again placed his hands on my shirt and asked: "Can I rip them off?"

I nodded in approval, but that wasn't enough for him. "Kitty cat use your words," he said while tracing his hands over my sides.

"Yes! Do it already!" I shouted at him.

Till now, I never met a man that made him want him so bad and desperately. Right now, he could do anything he wants with me.

His hand stopped, and all of a sudden, he ripped it open. When he removed all the pieces of my ripped t-shirt, he took in the sight of my exposed body.

I tried to cover my round belly and breasts by moving around. "We should probably stop. I'm sorry," I said while crawling out of bed.

Tom grabbed my ankle and pulled me back. "Where do you think you are going?" he said while turning me around and pinning my hands down on the bed.

"Tom, stop, don't force yourself to do something with me," I said while struggling to get free.

"You should stop doubting your beauty," he said, and I stopped struggling.

I looked up at his angry face and asked: "What do you mean?"

Tom placed my hands on his bulging member and spoke: "Do you feel what are you doing to me? I have been like this since you begged me to leave you. I have been holding back so that I can make it a pleasant experience for both of us. Do you think that I would get this hard if I didn't find you attractive or beautiful? Well, let me answer it. No, I wouldn't! So stop letting yourself down and let me treat you like the princess you are!"

I put my hands around his neck, pulling him down, connecting our lips. Tom broke our kiss and started placing kisses down my neck, between my breasts and down my belly. Then he went up again and stopped at my breasts and spoke: "I'm sorry." Then next thing I knew, my bra went flying on the floor. I started covering my breast and shouted at him: "Hey, there tiger, ask first!"

Tom chuckled and placed a soft kiss on my mouth. "Can I see your breast, Mrs Ella?"

My face turned red, and I shouted at him: "Not after this! Who taught you to ask like this!"

He leaned down and nibbled my earlobe, and then whispered in my ear: "Can I please see your breasts?" Then he licked my earlobe. "Is this better?" he asked without moving.

I removed my arms and covered my face.

"Is this a yes?" he asked. I moved my fingers to see him covering his eyes with one hand.

"Yes ..." I said in a faint voice.

He uncovered his eyes and started taking in the view, then he licked his lips and leaned down. After he placed a few gentle kisses on my breasts, he started grabbing them with his hands.

One of his hands slid down my side. With the other, he pinched my nipple, and my neck occupied his mouth. He was placing small kisses and love marks on it. With every stroke of his hand, I squirmed and moaned. Every time I tried to cover my mouth with my hand, he grabbed it and removed it. His hands slide down to my hips, pulling them closer to his crotch.

He broke the kiss we were exchanging and moved back, observing my breathless self. A devilish smirk appeared on his face when he moved one of his hands on my inner thigh, slowly moving up and down. Every time he got closer to my womanhood, it moved back up. His other hand started doing the same. All the time he was doing this, he kept looking into my eyes and observing my reactions, satisfying his hunger and lust. His hands started to slide more strongly, and that made me need him more. I covered my face with one hand, but he quickly pulled it away.

"Kitty cat, let this serve you as a warning. If you cover your face one more time, I'm going to tie you up," he said and let go of my hand.

His hands stopped touching my inner thighs and slid up to my waist. He gently and slowly connected our lips. His tongue slipped into my mouth, inviting mine to explore the boundaries that separate our lips. I gave in and kissed him back harder.

Tom parted our kiss and carefully asked with a husky voice while looking into my eyes: "Can get rid of your jeans?"