"You are mine" -Tom Holland

Chapter 8

"I think you can only be truly mad at someone you really love."

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Slow Down - Chase Atlantic

Warning: Smut

I haven't seen Tom in three weeks. He's on a business trip, or so they say. The body in my apartment was cleaned and the carpet was changed. He thought about giving me a bodyguard that stays by my door all the time, well since then we've met, his name is Ryan, we spend our evenings in front of the TV. Ryan warned me that if Tom knew we were spending the nights together, he'd put a bullet in his head. That's why he calls me "Mrs Smith" and not Armony. he is 35 years old and he has a wife named Caroline who is 2 months pregnant.We are in front of the TV watching "The Office" when someone knocks on the door. Believing it's the pizzas even if i didn't order, I open the door. I find Tom, he's wearing a white shirt that's grey because of the dirt. His normally well styled hair is all in battle. He has dark circles under his eyes that are abnormally red.

-Tom, what are you doing here?

-Can I come in? This is important.

I'm moving to let him in. Ryan who must have recognized Tom's voice must have been hiding in my room. I close the door, upsetting by his appearance.

-I assume you weren't on a work trip.

-Not really, at first yes. I was supposed to go to New York to open a club there, but I got caught in an ambush before I even got on the plane. They held me in a room.

I give him a cup full of tea that I made during his story.

-They also told me they were keeping an eye on you. And that at any moment they could hurt you.

-It would have been difficult with the guard you placed in front of my apartment.

His eyes darken before he puts his cup down.

-Which guard?

-Ryan.

-I never sent a guard here.

I'm turning pale. Who's Ryan then?

-Where is he?

Tom whispers these words to me to avoid the man hidden in my room to hear. I show him the room with my finger. He go straight away, opens the door gently before opening it widely. My window is open , he must have gone that way. Tom turns around and looks at me. He seems so exhausted. When I go in front of him, I put one of my hands through his hair and put it on his cheek. I missed him so much.

-I'm so angry at you.

-No, you're not.

-You were mean and then you left for three weeks without saying a word to me.

My voice is calm while I am so angry with him.

-It wasn't my fault for that, if I could have sent you a note.

He approaches and delicately put his lips against mine. The sensations he made me feel came back all of a sudden.

-I want you.

He says looking at me like prey. He places his lips on mine and slips his tongue in my mouth. His kiss is rough and demanding. His hands roam my back and Tom breaks the kiss to pull my top off. He tosses it across the room.

-Tom.

-Come here.

He says going to my bed, pulling me on his lap. His lips find my neck and he nips at the sensitive skin. My protest die in a moan. I pull off his shirt and he stops me.

-Not like that, love.

Tom says. He softly pushes me on my back. I look at him in confusion. He pulls off his tie from his pocket.

-Is this okay?

My heart pounds. I don't trust my voice so I simply nod. Tom smirks and I feel so wet and nervous. Why was he smiling like that? He softly ties my hands together above my head. He runs a hand down my arm. He pulls my pants down and off. His eyes gleam and he just looks like trouble. He climbs off the bed and I lean up and look at him.

-You are wet. Do you like this, love?

Tom asks. His voice is more rough then usual.

-Y-yeah.

I moan as he run a finger along my slit. Tom watches my face as he slips a finger in me. I close my eyes as he thrusts the finger in me as his thumb rubs my clit. Tom pushes 2 fingers inside me. I see stars now. My heart pounds and it's too much but at the same time exactly what I want. He bends and kisses my clit. I moan loudly at the hypersensitive feeling. He kisses it again and I begin panting. His tongue laps the poor bud. Tom's fingers never stopping inside me. I feel my body tighten and I can't believe I am close . Tom wraps his lips around my clit and sucks. I whimper as I come. He pulls his fingers out and climbs up to my face. He kisses me softly and i taste my own wetness. Tom run hand across my body.

-You okay love?

He asks.

-Yeah, I'm great.

-Good, I'm not done. I want you to cum on my cock.

He says nibbling my earlobe. He pulls his pants down and i can see he is painfully hard. He begins moving. My hypersensitive pussy feels every little movement. I begin panting. The illusion of being tied up never felt so amazing. He slowly run his hands down my body. My hips jumps as he touchs my clit again. I feel almost overwhelmed but in such a good way. He roughly thrust deep in me. I softly wrap my legs around his waist. Soon I can tell Tom is close. His breath grows ragged and his speed falters. But my own release come on me quickly. I moan and gasp before whining his name as my pussy clenches around his cock. Tom groans, speeds up, and comes with a moan. He pulls out and lays down beside me.

-Wow

-We need to do that more often.

-I'm sorry for saying it was your fault.

-Love, it's okay.

He says patting my bottom and winking.

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