What if I was nothing (Tommy Conlon fanfiction)

Part 16

I was speechless. New furniture. Next to the door a massive brown table with chairs. Big wardrobe opposite to the large bed under the window.
"Tommy!" I watched it with my jaws dropped.
"It's not new, it's from Brendan and Tess, they had it in the garage. Dad talked to Brendan and when he found out about this place, he called me and offered me these," Tommy said.
"I would be nothing without you and your family," I turned to him and hugged him. "Nothing."
"That's not true," Tommy kissed me on my forehead.
I smiled and went to the room.
"Just look at it!" I admired the table. "I can eat and work here! I have so much paper work because of students you saw today and thanks to this, my back will not be ruined," I chuckled and sat on a chair. "Perfect!" I was thrilled.
"Hey, Shani," Tommy came to me. "Listen, promise me, you'll be careful around those guys," his voice got all serious.
"What guys? You mean students you met? Oh, come on! They'll be here like a week and vanish. I think some of them won't even come anymore and they will copy their work from those girls." I waved with my hand and looked at Tommy.
"So, could you promise me, you'll be careful, you will not be alone with them?"
"Are you jealous?" I stood up and I couldn't help myself, I like that look in his eyes. A little bit angry, a little bit concerned.
"Say it. Say, Tommy I promise you I will be carefull."
"I will, when you admit, that you are jealous," I teased him. He grabbed my wrists, made me lean to the edge of the table and smile vanished from his face.
"Stop it. And now say the word I wanna hear or I swear I'll make you," he leaned against me and blood in my veins started to boil. This was new, it was exciting and I wanted to see, where will this lead.
"I'd like to see you try," I raised my eyebrow.
"Hmmm," he smirked and I'll be honest here, I regretted in this very moment, that I didn't say what he wanted to hear. Because that look in his eyes, I swear he was about to torture me.

He almost threw me on the table and he made me to lay down. Even if I refused to do so, I had no chance or strength to resist, because he could hold me there with his finger and I'd do nothing about it.
He tore down my clothes and in a few seconds without a single word he thrust in me so hard, that I almost screamed from pain. I would, but the pain changed to pure pleasure with his hands moving all around my body.
I opened my eyes, he watched me, then suddenly he slipped away, turned me and took me from behind.
It felt so good, with every single thrust, I became louder, he grabbed me by my hips and increased a pace so much I thought I won't make it.
"Yes, yes, oh God yes," I moaned so close to orgasm.
"You're going to scream for me, my love?" he grunted.
"Yes," I panted for the air and when I thought I will reach the climax, he stopped.
"What the hell?" I tried to turn, but he roughly pulled me by my hair.
"Now, be a good girl and say what I want to hear, then and only then, I will make you scream," he whispered to my ear and pulled by my hair again.
I felt his hips moving just slightly, his hand slipped between my tights and he teased me with his fingers around my clit. Damn, I was right, when I had the feeling he is going to torture me.
"So?" he grunted.
"I... I promise... I promise you whatever you want," I whispered through moaning.
"Say the words, I told you, Shani," he ordered me.
"I promise, to be careful... Tommy, please, please just..."

He finished, what he started.

And when he was done with me, he turned me, put me back on the table and kissed my whole body. I won't lie, he owns me, this man owns every inch of me, my body, my soul.

"I don't want let you go," I said softly, when he put me to the bed and covered me with a blanket, then he lay beside me.
"I'll be back soon, I believe it," he burried his face to the curve of my neck and inhaled my scent.

"I am starving, how about a pizza?" I stretched after sone time, took my phone and ordered food.
"Admit it, admit, that you were jealous," I said later, when we were just talking about nothing and everything.
"I wasn't," he shrugged his shoulders.
"Oh, come on," I frowned, moved a box with pizza and sat on his lap.
"You're so beautiful," he began to kiss my chest gently.
"No, no," I pulled his head away.
"First, admit that you were jealous, say - Shani, I was jealous," I bit my bottom lip.
"Shani," he looked me in the eyes, "I was not jealous, because I trust you. I love you and I care about you so much. And I really want you to be safe, when I am not around."
"I love you too," I whispered and hid myself in his arms.

The next morning his phone rang and he left for Iraq. He has never told me, he went there as a replacement, that the unit, that was there before the new one, was killed to the last man.