warning(s): smutHe had dragged me into the bathroom, locking the door behind us. One of the lights stopped working about a week ago, giving the bathroom a dim appearance.
He let the luke warm water pour into the bath from the faucet as he started undressing me. I was sitting on the sink counter, him carefully taking off my white boots, standing back up straight when he finished doing so. Now slowly taking off my minidress, I helped him slide it off of my slim boney body.
When I was finally left in only my jewelry and underwear, I slid his leather jacket off his shoulders, letting it fall down to the ground. He didn't have anything underneath it so it left him ideally topless. He started taking off his boots and leather pants as I was busy with removing all my fancy jewelry and laced black underwear.
Turning off the faucet, he got into the tub. I fixed my gaze at him, away from the mirror in front of me and stepped my feet into the tub filled with warm water.
I swiftly laid on top of him, placing my head right on his bare chest. He started petting my head and I slowly started drifting off to sleep in his hold but got quickly snapped back into reality by him calling out my name."Valentina,, has anyone ever told you how gorgeous you are?" He asks me, using his soft tone that he ever so rarely used.
I slightly shake my head against his chest and close my eyes.
In fact, I had been told that to a thousand million times. By magazines, previous boyfriends (which were now long forgotten), famous fashion designers, other celebrities and so on.
I just craved his affection."My sweet little girl." He whispers, placing his left hand on my lower back, sending shivers down my fragile spine.
The way he was treating me really did switch something in me. It's as if I'd do anything to receive his love and affection over and over again. It was pure torment.
We stayed in that position for a while until he felt like it was the right time to make a move.
He lowered his head closer to mine and begun placing light kisses all the way from my neck to my collarbone, slowly sucking on the pale skin, bruising it. I accidentally let out a quiet whimper, him being caught entirely off guard by that. Though, it wasn't a bad thing. That's exactly what he wanted to hear.
"Just like that sweetheart, let me hear you." He persuaded me to go further as my need for him grew by every passing second.
And at this point and state, I couldn't take it anymore. I needed more.
"I need you." I told him under my breath, the heat between my thighs increasing.
"Yeah?" He kept teasing me as I could literally feel the smirk plastered on his face.
Though I was expecting him to leave me high and dry and do nothing, I was quickly proven wrong.
His hand slowly made it's way down my stomach and to my lower section, tips of his fingers teasing my entrance."Fuck, Tommy" I squirmed in his hold, not being able to take the pleasure I was being delivered to by him anymore.
What he was doing to me both physically and mentally could never compare to Nikki or anyone else.
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wild side || tommy lee / motley crue
Romancewhen an elegant young supermodel meets a messed up young man through a childhood best friend. her name was Valentina Montana and his happened to be Tommy fucking Lee. what's the worst that can happen?