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Chapter Three

AFTER A LONG WAIT, HERE IT IS! CHAPTER THREE. :)x BUT BEFORE YOU COULD READ THIS. I WANT TO WARN YOU ALL TO THE WORDS I'VE USED. THUS, THIS BOOK IS TOO EROTIC. BUT IT'S UP TO YOU, THEN. I JUST DIDN'T WANT SOME OF YOU WILL BASH ME WORDS AFTER YOU HAVE READ THIS. UNDERSTOOD? :))) THANKYOU!

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Chapter Three

"We're here." He slurred as he turned off the ignition. I glanced at the window and wiggled my hands on my lap. "You're afraid, don't you?" He murmured at the soft sound, sniffing my hair. I felt somehow uneasy and the nervousness starts to flurry inside. "No." I replied breathlessly. "Good." His arm at my waist tightened a minute degree. "Look at me, Alice." He said thickly. I looked at him wearily and inched backward, seeking more of the delicious contact with him. "You're so beautiful." He said as he smiled firmly. I was quiet for a time, absorbing the sensation of being held by him. I felt like I was surrounded by the scents of soap and male skin, and the heat that warded off the night-chilled air. "Your skin is so hot." I whispered, my fingers wandering across his back. His breath filtered through his teeth. "Kiss me." I urged. "Please." Without any hesitation, his lips hovered over mine, teasing me, and I slid my arms around his neck. I couldn't repress a moan as he gave the open-mouthed kiss I wanted, his tongue exploring my mouth with luscious, softly gauging strokes. His tongue doing it slow, savoring, licking that made me feel him doing the same between my legs. I was clasped against more than six feet of solid, aroused male, his cock protruding against my abdomen. I was startled by the heat of his body, burning with almost feverish intensity. His arms wrapped tightly along my waist then broke the kiss. "Not here." He murmured, clamping his lips together. He put me back on my seat and opened the door of his car. He offered his hand to me, smiling. Blushing in sudden embarrassment, I took his hand to me and walked with him. "You're too quiet." He whispered. The elevator doors opened as I jerked into a halt. He repressed a laugh and ventured farther into the elevator. "Come on." He said then pulled me. The doors went close after he hit the 19th floor button. My stomach quivered because he was here, with me, which made me feel almost giddy. "I can't remember ever wanting this much." He said. I sucked air, with just those simple words, I became hot and needy. Way too vulnerable. That ding sound made me jump then the doors opened. My gaze diverted to the man who was even more striking that I'd remembered.

I just found myself standing in his suite while Tom sat on his bed and his legs swung over the edge of the bed. "Your consciousness would lose in less than a minute if you just went to bed." His gaze raking me from my head down to my toes. I heard the change in his breathing. Encouraged, I stepped closer to him. "Why are you so nervous anyway?" He asked as he stretched his arms for me. He led me on his lap, his hand caressing my thigh. "I am not." My voice cracking just a little. "Really?" He said wryly. "Oh." My hand went to my throat, mind's confused of how much weirdness I feel. His face loomed closer and fingered a curl of my hair. My body going lax as he pulled me close. "I want you even more." He caught my earlobe between his teeth. "I haven't said yes." "And you haven't said no." His tongue traced the vein in my throat. "When you touch me, I'm not sure if I'm in heaven or in hell." He murmured as he press unhurried kisses over my skin. His long dexterous fingers worked at the zipper of my clothes, unfastened them without haste. I gasped as I was abruptly lifted in the air and was laid on the bed. Tom leaned over me, pulling down my clothes. My hands finds its way on the button of his shirt, taking my time to freed each button from its confining loop. Trembling with excitement, I touched him with growing boldness, my fingertips dipping into the valley of his chest, my hands delighting in the solid masculine curvature. "Is that good?" I asked. "Very well." He replied. It was then I realized that my skin was now separated from the thick layer of my clothes. "Tom..." I gasped. "It's driving me crazy knowing you were naked beneath me." He sucked my lower lip. "I want you now." I said breathlessly, wanting something more than the light, tantalizing brushes of his mouth. "Don't hurry." He said hoarsely then he was cupping my breasts, kneading them with soft, rhythmic squeezes until my nipple tightened against his palm. "Ah. Fuck." His mouth surrounded the tip of my breast, the wash of heat bringing a mist of perspiration to my skin. His lips parted over a sensitive nipple, and I felt the sliding caress of his tongue. The softly tickling touch caused me to arch higher against his mouth. "It's insane, I know. But I have to make you come." His head lifted and looked at me with stormy green eyes. "Make me." I gasped. His hands clasped on my knees and wandered upward until he reached my feminine flesh. One of his hands pushed between my legs. His fingertips played lightly among my entrance, teasing me. "Damn, please." I begged. He caressed me more intimately and I groaned, pushing the small mound directly to his hand. "You're so snug and greedy." His other hand continued to plump my breast, making them heavy and unbearably sensitive. I quivered as he slid his finger forward, stroking the hot inner sleekness. I held his shoulders, unsure whether to pull him closer or push him away. He watched my face as he pushed his finger as deep as it would go. My eyes shut against the unbearable vulnerability of being spread out naked and fingered by him. His finger rubbed over and over the clenching entrance to my body, teasing me, making me grind shamelessly into his working finger, my brows knitting together. "You're blushing. I've scandalized you." He teased. His chest expanding on a deep breath. "Please." I hissed, feeling the orgasm building. "Do you want me now?" He asked. "Please." Was all I had to say, my face flushed and damp. My heart thundered with desire as he mounted me, positioned himself, and exerted steady pressure against my opening. He was touching me restlessly, his hands sliding over my thighs and buttocks, caressing my bare skin. My eyes flew open, heat pulsing through my blood from the point where his body taking over me. He increased the pressure and felt my body ease, turning slick and welcoming as he began to enter again. My legs flexed against his waist, urging him closer. My hands cupping his head to hold him still as I rocked into him. "Yeah. Just like that." He slurred. Groaning with relief, he penetrated me in a slow thrusts, not pausing until he was buried deep in the succulent warmth of my body. The orgasm poured through me in a scorching wave. I cried out, pumping my hips mindlessly into his cock, lost to the primal connection between him and I. Sensation and emotion swirled together around us, flooding us with bliss. He moved in deep nudging strokes, angling himself to press against the peak of my sex. I tightened around him and he cursed. A convulsive shudder racked his powerful frame, followed by an agonized sound of ecstasy. He grunted with satisfaction, and his huge hands slid beneath me, guiding my rhythm so it corresponded with his. His features hard and sweat-misted. His cock jerked inside me, once, twice and then he was coming long and hard, spurting hotly into clutching depths of my body. A handful of strokes and his head fell back as he gasped my name. His hips rolling to stir me into a frenzy. When he drew on my clit with steady, rhythmic suction, I came, crying out hoarsely. Everything blurred as Tom reached his climax as well. He was breaking with few final thrusts, his throat filled with violent groan. He remained inside me for a minute or two, then he pulled his penis out and relaxed beside me. There was reverence in the greedy way he enjoyed me, the unmistakable sense that he worshipped my body, pleasuring it and taking pleasure from it was as vital to him as the blood in his veins. I nestled in the crook of his arm, hot and exhausted and satiated. I felt his mouth touched my temple. "Wow." He whispered. I giggled and pecked his lips. "Goodnight Tom." I murmured, and heard him say exactly the same time. Smiling sheepishly, I let the flood of weariness overtake me and fell into a dreamless sleep. Being there, wrapped in his arms, head falling against his chest, legs tangled and fingers interlocked, skin touching skin every single where, was surely not put in words.

I woke dazed as the sunlight goes through my face. I took a look beside me to see Tom but he wasn't there. I stretched out my lip at the mere fact. Well, I felt like disappointed not to see him here, with me. Damn, Alice. What is wrong with you? He was just a fuck buddy. That's it.

I sat up and swung my legs to the edge of the bed. I whimpered at the sudden ache I felt downwards. "Fuck. I'm still sore up until now? Wow." I murmured. I reached out for the robe that is hung at the bed post and wrapped it around myself. It was then I found a small card over the side table with a coffee beside it. "Drink me" was written on the mug. I rubbed my fingers at the card as I've read his hand-written note.

It's a night to remember, Alice. And I'm looking forward to know you more. Just feel at home. They have everything you need. -T.E.

I smiled wistfully, the fact that he enjoyed me and I did too. I stood up and headed towards the bathroom. I hopped in the shower to let the warmness of water touched my cold skin and to see that he left me some marks on my body. I smirked, rubbing my thumb at the plump skin where, actually, he had sucked. Afterwards, I went out from the bathroom, and then I felt his arms around me. I smiled. "How are you feeling right now?" He asked as he kissed my temple. "Great, thanks." I replied. "You smell like me. You smelled good. Hell, I want you now." He murmured stiffly at my neck, his stubbles touching my skin. I giggled. "Well, Sir. I need to go. People nowadays need work to make their own food." I said matter of factly. "Okay." He replied, pouting. I gaped at his response. He looked cute, calm and gullible, and maybe even innocent, like he surely didn't do, all cheeky and flirty and overly confident. "What? Did I do something wrong?" He asked. Now, he was back to his old self, stiff and buff. "Ah, no." I replied. I shivered in pleasure as I felt him reach for my waist and pull my body against his. His hand lifted to the side of my face, gently cradling my cheek, his palm hot on my skin. I closed my eyes as he lowered his mouth to mine, not with the urgency I had expected, but with a slow, searing tenderness that pulled a pleasured respiration from my chest. His lips caressed mine so lightly, playfully, imparting intimate heat and moisture until I pushed myself up at him in a search for something deeper. And he gave it to me, sealing his mouth over mine and using his tongue to reach inside me. I moaned and responded eagerly, unable to get close enough to his hard masculine body, unable to hold him tightly enough. Suddenly Tom pulled away and laughed breathlessly, his green eyes filled with tender warmth. "See you tonight. Same place." He whispered as he gave me my clothes. "It was taken to the laundry already. But I still brought you some clothes. I won't let you wear the same again." He said. He handed me a blue v-neck shirt and a denim jeans. He also brought me converse shoes. I rose an eyebrow and cocked my head to a side. "I want you to look descent as well. You're too attractive for other boys have their desire towards you. I only want for me." That smoky implacable voice snapped me out from my momentary daze. I smirked at him. "Okay." I replied as I wear the clothes he gave to me. "If I could, I would take you right now." He said hoarsely. I clasped my lips together, suppressing a smile. "Maybe tonight." I walked towards him and gave him a one last peck on his lips. "Bye." I murmured then walked out from his room.

TOM'S POV I watched her walking down the hallway. Running my hands on my hair, I inhaled sharply.

If I could, I would kill you right now.

But no, not yet. I need to break your heart first. I want you to be as miserable as you can be. Just for my sister. You played her heart's content. So, I shall do the same.

Wait for my revenge, sweet love.

So, that's it! Chapter three! Is it worth the wait? Share your thoughts buds. :)) Thankyou for reading! xx

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