Imperious.

Part XVIII: Tom

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Author's Note: Please vote and comment, it helps. Major sexual content below. You have been warned. If you don't want to read the major sexual content skip to the part after the three dots. 

Pages: 70 - 72

 T O M - 

She's half naked and baiting me, waiting to see what I'll do; it's my turn to make a move but the little white shirt that once barricaded her half nakedness has now disappeared, leaving me in a frenzy.

I dare not look at her, for I just might lose any chance at doing this - whatever "this" is - right. Instead, I stare at her prominent brown eyes and white shirt.

"Emilia." I say slowly, trying to swallow my eagerness. "Are you sure that this," I clear my throat, "is what you want?"

"Tom, look at me." She says. I take my eyes off the white shirt and move strictly to her eyes.

"Yes?" I ask restrainedly. The fact that all I have to do is look down just a little bit and her half bareness will come to sight makes me harden.

"No, look at me, not just my eyes." Emilia commands softly, and I breathe out harshly with anticipation.

"Are you sure that this is what you want Emilia?" I repeat.

"Yes Tom." She answers, and I drag my eyes down from her gaze onto her distinctive nose, plump lips, appetizing neck and finally down to her small but full breasts.

My mouth waters in excitement. Staggering, I take a step forward towards her, smiling when she stands a bit taller, straightening her shoulders, allowing me to drink in my newly aquired view.

Her body has my full attention.

"Come here,Tom." Emilia says quietly but surely and I quickly oblige.

As I stand in front of her, she tilts her head up, her eyes dragging to meet my gaze sexily before she hungrily kisses me, one hand in my hair while the other holds my left cheek tenderly.

Moaning into her mouth, I press myself closer to her, feeling the firmness of her breasts press against me.

As her nipples instantly harden against my chest, I growl before biting on her lower lip. I pick her up swiftly, and her feet dangle in the air while I carry her into the hallway separating the entrance of the living room and the staircase leading to our second floor.

Situating her on the hallway table, I shove the little vase that's the centerpiece of the table away before impatiently pushing her up against the wall.

"Open your legs for me baby." I growl into her ear, before sucking on her earlobe. She gasps but instantly obeys.

Walking in between her legs, my shaft presses against the lower part of her stomach and her legs immediately lock around my waist while she kisses me deeply, her hands shakingly cupping my face.

Momentarily breaking the kiss, Emilia takes off my shirt before placing open mouthed kisses on my collar bone, making me groan and grab her hair in sexual frustration.

I want her. Badly.

Nipping at my shoulder, she drags my body down so she has access to my neck where she continues to nip and give me open mouthed kisses. Growling, I press my growing hardness against her moist, slick heat located in the meeting of her thighs and hungrily suck on the right side of her jaw while her head rolls back against the wall when she feels me.