BELOW HIS BELT || TOM KAULITZ

(★) CHAPTER 14 (★)

KIARA POV

I literally hate work.

I wish I could just have money, like what if I just turned into a full on pornstar.

Wait...

"TOM!" I shouted, running into his room. He looked up to me, tying his shoes. "What, why are you yelling at the top of your lungs?" He laughed.

"Okay hear me out before you say no okay!" I said walking up to him. "Ears wide, tell me." He nodded. "Okay so what if... we became pornstars." I raised my brows and curved my lips, putting my hands up.

"No." He shook his head, working on the other shoe.

"Dude! We could make so much money and we could quit our jobs and you don't even half to show your face. You can just film yourself going in and out! Easy Peasy!" I tried to convince him.

"Number one, I love my job because it's basically just us doing nothing and getting paid for it, and two... well that's all I got actually." He sighed getting up.

"See! We would make so much money, we could be rich Tom!" I squealed, jumping on his back.

"You really want me to tell my mother that i'm a pornstar." Tom scrunched his face up. "I mean you don't have to.." I stated.

"Oh yeah because we're just gonna be completely rich and the money came from walmart, yeah walmart." He says, sarcastically.

"Just think about it!"

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"Is anyone around right now?" I asked, as Tom peeked his head out the door of the storage room.

"I think we're in the clear." He dragged my arm behind some shelves, I hopped up on one of them. "You can't pull what you did last time, this has to be quick we only have fifteen minutes." He checked his watch.

"Luckily for you, I can do a lot in fifteen minutes." My legs swung off the counter, jumping onto the floor.

I unbuckled Tom's belt, sliding his pants off. Grabbing a hold of his cock, I stroked him up and down. Looking up at him.

I dug my tongue just below his tip, sucking it. I moved up and down on just the end of it, not going father then two inches down.

"Fuck." He groaned, his arms leaned back on the shelf as his body leaned forward. I spat on his dick slobbering him up, I just wanted to get him ready for me. We didn't have enough time to do both.

But next time, i'll show him a good game.

I stood back up, Tom pulled on my pants, taking them all the way down. He cupped my ass from underneath picking me up, I moaned a little feeling his cock graze my opening, just through my underwear.

He moved towards the back wall, pinning me against it. Tom started to kiss down my neck, he moved my underwear to the side, gliding his two fingers up and down. "Fuck." I whined.

I rested my head on his shoulder, ready for him.

Tom aligned himself, sending a harsh thrust. My body bounced up a little bit. "Ah!" I squealed, Tom placed his hand on my mouth, shushing me as he started to go slow... at first.

"Uh, uh, uh." I moaned quietly against his hand, my sounds coming out as hums. His jaw hung low as he silently thrusted into me, swaying his hips back and forth, till my satisfaction hit.

My eyes went wide, hearing the door open. Tom paused his movements, his face the same as mine he covered my mouth even tighter.

"Ah shit." I heard, before the door shut. Tom and I let out exhales, in relief. "Can we finish up later, that's just scared the life out of me." I laugh, putting my fingertips on the temple of my head.

Tom lifts me off him gently, putting me on the ground. "Let's not try that again in the middle of the fucking walmart." He snickers, putting his pants on.

"You know what i've always wanted to do?" I button up my jeans, before looking up at him. "Hm?" He asked.

"Fuck in the display beds they have, it looks so comfy." I giggled, jumping up into my jeans a little. "I mean we could, after it closes." Tom agrees.

"Definitely could try it, but then no one's gonna buy that bed." I pointed out. "I mean, walmart is a multi million dollar company so it's fine right?" He said hitching his tone up a bit.

"Yeah... it's fine right?" I repeated.

I tightened my ponytail, grabbing my phone and work phone putting them back in my pockets. "Kay let's go." I pulled on Tom's hand, going out the storage room.

"We have eight minutes left of break, what do you want to do?" I checked the time on my phone. "Let's just sit in the break room and talk I guess." He shrugged, going to the break room.

I followed close behind him. "Oo! I'm gonna get some cookies!" I pointed to the vending machine, I got a dollar out my pocket, putting it in.

I clicked the one I wanted, the cookies.

I watched the thingy spin around it just as it was about to fall it got stuck.

"Tom! My cookies!" I whined, kicking the vending machine. "You dumb bitch if you don't give me my cookies right now i'll do something you won't like."

I was threatening the vending machine into giving me my stuff but if doesn't seem like it was working.

"Here I got it." Tom walked over, spreading his arms out he got ahold of the vending machine. Shaking it aggressively, all the snacks fell out.

We both went to the bottom of it, starting to fish them all out.