Chpt. 27

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The whole night was practically a dream. Sitting by the fire then coming in late and crawling into bed with a lazy excuse of Pj's, him in his boxers and me in just one of his shirts. His arms wrapped around me as he pulled me into his chest. "what time is your flight tomorrow?" He asked somberly, his hand on my cheek as it traced my features.

"6am" I sighed, my eyes meeting his, noticing the tears starting to fill his deep blue eyes.

"Love, why are you crying?"

"I just got you back, now you're traveling 3000 miles away from me." He sighed, choking on his tears as he went on.

"I've got the flash to film in Vancouver and I can't be with you in London and.... And I... I'm ready to just give up acting to-"

"Tom you will never give up your dream for me, you understand? I love you and I love that you want to spend every moment with me but you're never ever allowed to give up something like that for me." I stated, looking into those ocean blues

His eyes were sad and full of pain. His happy expression faded into a broken and dull one, one that pained me to see. "You're always looking to the bad in the future, I'm here, be here with me now." I smiled sweetly, pushing sandy brown hair out of his eyes. "I love you." He said before pulling me into a deep and passionate kiss.

My heart fluttered like I was kissing him for the first time, a spark sending a thrilling chill through my body.

"I, love, you, more." I smiled between kisses.

"Hold on my love, I have an idea." He smirked, climbing out of bed, his boxers the only thing covering him from the chilled LA night air.

"Tom, come back its cold without you!" I whined as I covered myself under the white comforter, smiling as I heard his giggle from down the hall.

After a few more moments, his footsteps grew louder with a laugh as Derek began to make snide remarks about the boxers and the hickies upon his neck and collar-bones, making me blush profusely.

"sorry about that love." he smiled

He moved his shoulder to close the door, his hands filled with a bowl of strawberries and the other with a spare towel.

"and what do you think you're doing with that?" I queried, raising my brow at his mischievous face.

"its a surprise." He snickered as he came down to my side on the bed. "now close your eyes."

I did what I was told as he ran his fingers over my exposed skin on my arms. his hands trailed over the thin tee-shirt to my thighs before taking off the thin fabric.

His fingers traced delicate circles dangerously close to my entrance, causing shivers to run through my spine. "You like that love?" He queried, probably smirking at the question. I nodded in agreeable pleasure as I felt his touch around my body. Soft trails of kisses up and down my arms, collarbone, and neck made moans escape my lips letting Tom know how good it was making me feel.

Next thing I knew, a cold sensation was drug in a curved line from my chest, down to my left nipple, across to my right, then down to the center of my stomach was made making me grip the sheets with my hands.

"What, what is that Tom?" I stumbled out as he let out a cocky chuckle to my pleased reaction. "Open your eyes darling."

There in his hand is a half bitten strawberry, it's red juice traced along my body like paint strokes on his canvas. He placed the remaining half of the fruit against my mouth then fed it to me gently before roughly kissing my lips. He let me up for air then followed the red stains on my body with his tongue, my whole body trembling from the sensations.

"You're shaking Maddie, are you alright? Did, is it to much I don't want to make you uncomfort-" "God no Tom it feels... amazing." I interrupted, hoping he would keep ravishing my body in that way. He smiled then kissed me again, sweeter and softer than before but even more passionate.

His fingers felt their way down to my waste, his fingers digging into my hips as he pulled away from our kiss. "I want to make love to you Maddie." He stated, his eyes full of lust but in a almost innocent matter drawing me in. "I need you to Tom." I said barely above a whisper. My hands gently tugged on his boxer hem as I eagerly awaited him to connect us in utter and complete passion.

He was above me, no barriers in between us. He began to line up with my willing heat, his face practically cheek to cheek with mine as just his tip entered me. "I love you darling." He said before pressing his full length into me.

Moans upon moans were shared as I dug my fingers into his back with every slow and passionate thrust. Over and over, sweetly and slowly, he pulled his now throbbing cock into my willing core in ecstasy. "I love you Tom." I cried as he sped up a little, getting sloppier with every thrust.

My lips met the sensitive skin on his neck, leaving bites and marks in an attempt to silence myself from my pleasure filled moans that would heard through the walls.

His fingers slid down my waste to the bundle of nerves above my entrance and nearly threw me over the edge. "Fuck Maddie, the way you tighten around me... I don't think I can last much longer when you feel like this around my cock."

"Can I cum?" I asked innocently, fully knowing the effect it would have on him. He quickened his pace into my core and the circles on my clit causing me to moan loudly in pleasure. And after a few more movements he smirked "cum for me baby, I wanna cum with you."

And that alone could push me off the edge but the mix of it all made a euphoric feeling throughout my body. "Fuck, f-fuck Maddie, oh Madelyn you're so tight, fuck!" He cried his hot seed filling me before collapsing to my side and catching his breath after his release. 

His cock was still twitching in my over sensitive core causing my body to shake with every movement. My hand made its way to his fawn hair, playing with his locks as I closed my eyes to take in the feeling of him. "I love you Tom Felton." "I love you more Madelyn Green."

I was a blubbering mess as I stood at my terminal at LAX. My eyes clouded as I looked at my Lock Screen of Tom and I wrapped together sleeping on the couch after a movie on Saturday night, a beautiful candid shot made by Derek. I pulled out my headphones and called the first number on my list.

Calling Love of my life...

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