4. Bitter Sweet.

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Tom's head remained against the mattress, his stomach rising and falling to no particular rhythm as he attempted to catch his breath from the unexpected orgasm. Tom was usually the one who dominated, he'd never endured something as such without a command. Which also meant you broke one of his rules.

The music was slowly seeping through the floor boards of the bedroom as you crawled off the bed. You could feel the vibrations from the bass on your feet as you walked towards the headboard, slowly leaning down. Your hair fell onto Tom's cheeks, making his eyes open in surprise. Tom's breathing returned to normal with your presence, his eyes scanning your face: from your nose coated in small freckles, to your eyes that shone even in the dark and your hair that felt so soft on his cheeks. "Wanna get out of here?" you asked, the playful tone only indicating what the rest of the night was about to introduce.

Tom smirked, slowly sitting up making you move out of the way. He redressed himself, you doing the same. After buttoning the last of his jeans upright, he turned back to you. You were looking through your phone when he approached you, taking your loose hand in his and intertwining your fingers together. You shot your head to look at him, his eyes gleaming with desire at the pure thought of what he would do to you when you got home. "Come on, if we run through the crowd no one will question it"

"What? Like they didn't hear it?" you giggled, poking him lightly. Tom was a had a keen eye specifically kept on his reputation, making his skin shiver at the pure thought of someone hearing them.

"Darling, if your not more careful with your words, you'll be doing a lot more than screaming when we get home" he teased, leaning in and capturing you in his glare. You felt like you could collapse under the wave of goosebumps, your skin shedding through the wave of arousal. You gave a content sigh, your body too weak to reply. You were now for sure, unsure of the limitations of what this man could do to you.

Without cue, Tom tugged on your hand gently, bringing you to follow him as you left the room and walked back downstairs to where the party was unavailing into madness. The lights flashing made your heart quicken, and the familiar beat made your heart flutter. You some what missed the days of being free with your friends, partying every night. But then again, that then lead on to a new man every night, dragging him home in your uncomfortable dress, purposefully picked so the pleasure of ripping it off would be more enduring.

Finally making it to the door, the thick summer night air hit the bare skin of your collar bones like a brick. The faint smell of the sun had your mind hazy, as summer was one of the most memorable times of year. Now, with your hand laced with a man who cared for you equally, even if no strings were attached, you felt some what content. You joined Tom at the side as you reached the bottom of the steps, escaping the party without a scratch.

"Oh shit" Tom cursed under his breath. You turned to face him, slightly concerned despite having been slightly drunk. "Whats wrong?"

"I've been drinking, I can't drive" he sighed "and I don't have any loose change, oh for fuck sake" he cursed again, knowing all too well we would have to walk home. You bit the inside of your cheek, knowing yourself you didn't have any money either. "Wait"

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