Sexy passions *T. Clarkson*

Sexy Passion (17)

Ava opened the door to see Tom. She looked to him and sighed. "Can I help you?" She asked.

"What Davina is saying. It's not true. She's not having my baby."

Ava sighed and shook her head. "I don't know what to think. I'm not sure about this. I'm... I'm just shocked," she said.

Tom pulled her close and looked to her. "I'm not going to let you throw us away. Not for a stupid lie," he said. He kissed her lips. "I want you."

"I want you too."

Tom watched as Ava got down on her knees. She pulled his trousers down. He made a light whimper, biting his lower lip as he watched her place him in her mouth.

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.

Ava 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.

Ava'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. "Babe. Thank god you remembered that," she said.

Ava 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 Anna 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.

Hannah dropped to the bed 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.

Ava moaned as Tom pulled out of her. He looked to her and smiled. "So. How was that?" He asked.

Ava grinned and looked to him. She smiled. "It was good. Better than good. Always amazing with you," she said as she cuddled into him.

Tom held her close and smiled. "We're gonna make things work. I know we are. I'm not letting Davina come between us. Not when I love you," he told her.

"I love you too."

***
Ava went into work the next morning. She knew how she didn't know how to feel about the whole thing. And especially Tom denying Davina's child was his.

Adalynn walked over. "I tried calling you last night. What happened?" She asked.

"I had sex with Tom. He came over. He's adamant that he's not the father of her kid. I'm not sure though. I mean, he was in love with her for how long. And now her turning up, it's thrown everything out of control. I love Tom, I know I do. But I don't know if I can do this. I'm not sure what I can do."

Adalynn sighed and looked to her. "Do you think you can see yourself raising a baby?" She asked.

"No. Not with that bitch who broke his heart. I'm just... I don't know. If she is having his baby, then I will support him. And be there. But I don't want to have her in my life," Ava said.

"I can understand that. If it helps, me and Max are going head to head. Because I will kill him."

"What's he done?"

Adalynn shrugged and smiled. She looked to her. "He's driving me up the fucking wall. I don't like him anymore."

***
Ava was sitting in her classroom. She sighed and smiled as Tom walked in. "I've talked to Davina. I'm going to take a DNA test. If the baby is mine, I'll be there. But I want to be with you."

Ava looked to him and smiled. But with things so uncertain at the moment, would it really be okay?