Rock n' Roll Imagines

"Fuck, you look so hot!" (Tom Keifer)

*Smut Warning*

Your stomach let out a loud grumble as you peered through the fridge for something sweet. Tom walked into the kitchen and set his guitar down on the kitchen floor.

"Hey, babe! You hungry?"

"Yeah, just searching for those ginger cookies you made."

"You and your cookies," Tom said, laughing and shaking his head. You LOVED his ginger cookies. Every time he made them, they mysteriously disappeared overnight. And you obviously don't know where they go.

"Come here, sweetie!"

You turned and walked into Tom's open arms. The scent of mint and cigarettes rapped you in a kind of trance.

"I'll miss you when I'm on tour," Tom whispered, next to your ear. "Call me every night, okay, babe."

The thought hit you like a ton of bricks. It was true in just two day's Tom would be gone on tour for months. "I promise every night." Tears started to form in your eyes at the thought. "Baby, please don't go," you pleaded, as tears slipped down your cheeks.

"We've talked about this before. I have to go, baby. I'll be back before you know it, I promise. Please don't cry, Y/N."

Tom lifted your face and said, "Let's forget that I'm going for right now, okay?"

You nodded your head and forced a smile on your face. "That's my girl," he said, brushing your tears away with his thumb. Tilting his head, he pulled you into a kiss. His hands gripped your ass as he lifted you onto the counter. You draped your arms over his shoulders. Still not breaking the kiss, you rapped your legs around Tom's hips, pulling him closer against you.

His hands gripped your hips as he deepened the kiss. You moaned slightly against his lips as he tugged at your shirt. His hands gently unbuttoned your blouse. A hot pleasure was burning between your legs.

"Lingerie?" he asked, smirking at your lacy black bra.

A slight blush crept into your cheeks as Tom's lips started leaving purple marks across your chest.

"You're so fucking perfect," he whispered against your nipple.

You could feel yourself getting more turned on by the second. You slipped your hand down into his pants, Tom stiffened. Smirking, you ran your hand up and down his hard length. His hand wrapped around your wrist and slowly pulled your hand out.

"Daddy didn't tell you to do that," he whispered, his voice husky. Lust-filled eyes stared back at yours.

He pulled you off the counter and spun you around. Gasping, you felt the cold kitchen counter against your bare skin. Pushing you flat against the counter, he pulled a condom over his throbbing member. He gripped the counter on either side of your frame, encaging you. He slowly began to enter you, groaning as your walls clenched around him. A high-pitched moan escaped your lips.

He kept his pace slow at first. His hand traveled from your stomach down to your clit. His thumb messaging your core.

"Ahnn," you moaned, grasping the counter until your knuckles turned white.

"Fuck! You look so hot moaning under me," he said, a dark chuckle escaping his lips.

Your legs were beginning to shake as Tom pumped in and out of you. His pace was slowly picking up.

"Oh, god yes, Daddy!" you cried out as you rode against him.

Panting, Tom quicken his pace. A large knot was forming in your abdomen.

"I-I'm going to c-cum," you gasped out.

"Cum for me, angel," he commanded.

A string of curse words fell from your lips as you came over his digits. Hearing you moan out as you released on his fingers, sent Tom over the edge. He came inside of you, a loud groan escaped his mouth.

Gasping for breath, Tom relaxed his forehead against your shoulder.

"I love you so fucking much, baby," you whispered, intertwining your fingers in his.

"I love you more," he replied, placing a gentle kiss on your shoulder blade.

Author's Note: Heyyy, friends! So what did you think? Love/hate? My Uncle got to see a Cinderella concert, and they were the opening band for Whitesnake, when he was a teen!!! I'm so fricken jealous LOL

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