Wanting my boss (Waterloo road)

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Lacey knew how she and Tom had been trying to make it work for the sake of the baby. She knew that it wasn't going to be easy at all. But she was trying for the sake of the baby.

She wanted to give her baby everything she never had. She wanted to be the best mum she could be. Despite how hard it was going to be.

Lacey knew that she and Tom had been through a lot. And things were finally working out for them both. She was so happy. And she felt as though she needed to be a good parent.

All she knew was that things were changing. And she had no idea how to make it all seem okay.

Morning came and she was lying in bed with Tom. She smiled as she looked to him. "You and I need to talk," she said.

Tom raised his eyebrows. He smirked as he saw Lacey getting under the duvet. Looking up at him, she bobbed her head, taking him deeper. He reached his hand to the back of her head, entangling it in her hair.

Lacey released him, licking around his length and then took him back into her mouth, bobbing even deeper. Tom tightened his grip on her hair but left her in control.

"Beautiful." He groaned when she took part of him down her throat and held him there for as long as she could before pulling off to gasp for air.

She repeated the maneuver three more times, holding him longer with each pass.

Tom's hips bucked and the grip on her hair tightened, stopping her from continuing longer.

He gently pulled to get her to her feet, pressing his lips firmly to hers as he walked her towards her bed, and spun her so her back pressed against his chest.

Holding her firmly in place with his left arm, he reached his right hand under the skirt of her dress and into her underwear, kissing her neck when she softly moaned.

Lacey's arms lifted, reaching to hold onto the back of his head as she twisted to kiss him.

He used his ministrations to gauge her readiness, all while inching her closer to the bed.

Once he was satisfied he pushed her to all fours and leaned close enough to whisper in her ear. "Don't move."

Her heart raced as she waited, glancing over her shoulder when she heard him fumbling with a box. "Fucking hell. Hurry up," she mumbled.

Tom lifted her shirt pulling her underwear down without bothering to remove them, thrusting in harder and faster than she had expected.

"Fuck..." The word was inhaled.

"You okay?" The question had sounded sincere, but he hadn't slowed down.

"Yeah... uh huh." The breathy words were more moaned that spoken drawing a smirk from the man plowing into her.

Tom's pace had leveled out compared to his abrupt entry. He appeared content with the position, something Lacey wouldn't complain about since she was a fan herself.

His fingers slid to the front of her dress, slowly unfastening the buttons.

His arm slipped around her waist, continuing to thrust as he pulled her so that her back pressed against his chest allowing him to tug the dress free from her arms and toss it to the floor.

Tom dropped to the sofa again, groaning into her pillow when she felt her bra loosen around her ribcage.

She wiggled it off, shoving the garment in the general direction of the floor.

More of his body weight pressed against her, an adjustment that only made each thrust feel more intense, as hands slid up her torso.

She whimpered when her nipples were tweaked, bucking her hips against him.

He pinched slightly harder and she groaned, grumbling incoherently into the pillow. Tom's hand gripped her hair, tugging to elevate her head. "What was that?"

"Do it again Clarkson."

He chuckled, dropping his hold on her hair as his hands returned to her nipples. He was careful not to squeeze too hard, using the bouncing of her hips as a blueprint. When he began circling the puckered peaks, much like he would a clit,

Her body stilled and her chest lifted for better access. Her moaning increasing in volume until he felt her tighten around him.

Tom lessened the touch as he coaxed her down, giving into his own release when she was close to collapsing on the bed next to her.

Lacey looked to him and grinned. She smiled. "Well, that was amazing," she said as she was out of breath.

"Oh I know."

***
Lacey went into work. She smiled as she saw her sister. "Hey. How you feeling?" She asked.

"I'm fine. Just fed up of mum making her comments," Alexis said. She sighed. "are you and Tom okay?" She asked.

Lacey nodded. She smiled. "We're good kid. We're making it work. I love him. And I want to be with him," she said.

"If you love someone, tell them. You're special. And you're like a mum to me," Alexis told her.

Lacey grinned. "When did you get so intelligent?" She said as she hugged her and walked inside.

***
Lacey sat in the staffroom. She looked up as Rachel walked in. She rolled her eyes. "What can I do for you mum?" She asked.

Rachel sighed. "I just think you and Tom... it won't work," she told her as she looked go her.

Lacey frowned. She looked to her and shook her head. "You need to understand that we're going to be together. So I want you to know that nothing you say will come between us," she told her mum.

Rachel nodded. She sighed. "When he breaks your heart, don't come crying to me," she said as she turned and walked off.

Lacey frowned. She had no idea what Rachel was on about. But she wasn't sure she trusted her mum.