Tom, the sexy beast
1735 Words
*Meri*
Almost as soon as Tom has closed the door he pulls me into his arms, kissing the living daylights out of me, making me drop my bag on the floor.
When he breaks the kiss he chuckles softly. "Sorry, I have just been longing to do that ever since I saw you step out from the station".
"Oh no problem… I kind of wanted you to do that… really badly". I giggle.
"So… ?". He bends down to pick up my bag, handing it to me. "What about a homemade cup of tea and a talk ?"
I look at Nani, sitting by Tom's feet. "Sounds good, but maybe you should take off Nani's leash first".
"Oh yeah… Sorry boy". He quickly gets the harness of Nani and the dog runs off to somewhere in the house. Then he takes my hand. "Come on darling, let me show you the kitchen".
He pulls me with him into a spacious and light kitchen. It is held white and light wood. I look around. "Oh this is so cosy".
"You are saying that like you expected something else". He lets go of my hand to go behind the counter and fill the meddele.
"Well honestly I kind of expected … something more … modern and like chrome from a single man with style, but I really like this". I walk around slowly, running my hand over things. It is clean and tidy.
He turns and leans back against the counter, pushing his glasses back up his nose. "Well thank you. I kind of like cosy and homely".
"You said you wanted to talk, Tom… about what ? Because I have a feeling it isn't just smalltalk". I say watching him as he adjusts his pants and smooths down his shirt. Those hands really never stay still for long.
He runs a hand through his hair, leaving curls sticking out in all directions. "Well… Us ! I know all this is probably a bit overwhelming and it is very different from what you are used to in a relationship… I am sorry if it is going to sound kind of business like… but I need to make sure we are on the same page".
"Sure… Tom, there is no reason to look so nervous, I am not going to bite your head off". I watch how his shoulders visibly relax.
"I literally hate having to start every relationship like this. It makes it feel so … cold in some ways. But after that … Well I can't really afford trouble on the relationship front after the last one". He is biting his thumb.
I nod. "Sure".
He finds two cups putting them on the counter. "So I mean it's not that I am embarrassed to be dating you …".
"And who says I want to actually date you ?" I ask arching one eyebrow.
Tom stops in his tracks, blinking like he just saw the queen walk by naked. "Uh what ? I mean I assumed we were … Meri ! Damn woman you are going to be the death of me … don't tease a man when he is standing here with his heart on his sleeve".
"Sorry I couldn't help it … of course I want to date you". I grin at him as he pours water into the cups and adds the teabag.
He shakes his head chuckling. "You are a little scoundrel, that's what you are. But what I wanted to say is … I hope it's okay to keep it … a secret a little longer ? Which means no physical contact when out in public … no posting stuff on Your social media accounts and no talking to media or others beside you sister about us".
"You are right, that sounds like a business deal". I sigh. "I start to worry if you are going to whip out some s*x contract ala 50 shades for me to sign next".
"No Lukas is still drawing that up, but I can show you my bad boy room of punishment if you like". The way he says it, totally calm like the most natural thing, makes me snap my head up.
I see his eyes twinkle playfully and I stick out my tongue. "Oh this time you almost had me".
"I promise, no need for anything like that … no weird kinks as far as I know". He chuckles before removing the teabags from our cups.
"Good to know". I giggle as I take my cup and sip from it. "What should I say if someone asks about you ? I mean if we are seen together".
He looks thoughtful for a moment. "Well you can say that we are good friends or refuse to answer, it's kind of up to you".
I nod, sipping my tea. I mean I totally get it, but this is still about the weirdest conversation I ever had with a boyfriend. "Okay".
"Meri ?!" I hear him put down his cup and seconds later his arms slide around me. "Are you really okay with this ?"
"Yeah Tom … I mean I totally get it. It just feels a bit weird talking about it". I snuggle into him. His body feels warm and hard against mine. I really like the feeling.
We just stand like that for a couple of minutes. "Do you want to see the rest of the house ?"
"Sure, I'd love to”. I say. I am excited to see how he lives.
He takes my hand and weaves our fingers together and pulls me into the living room. I stop with a gasp. "Oh wow Tom, this is amazing".
"I had the big windows put in, I like it". He says, smiling proudly.
The whole wall towards the garden is a slightly slanting window, the small garden green and luscious. Inside is a huge green couch, a fancy flat screen that looks almost like a painting, a fireplace and some bookshelves with books.
"I absolutely love it Tom". I tell him, having a feeling that this is very much him.
"Come see my office … or well, the office/library is probably more accurate". He chuckles and pulls me down a hallway and through a door.
It is like stepping into another time. The room is kind of old fashioned British, with dark wooden walls and ceiling, floor to ceiling books and leather furniture. "Oh a real man cave for the intellectual man".
He laughs that cute Tom laugh. "Ehehehehe … Well I guess you can say that. I spent quite a lot of time in here".
"So this is where the magic happens". I run my free hand over the smooth wooden wall. "It's so soft".
"It's original. I had it cleaned and restored when I bought the house. It's about 340 years old". He looks so content and at home.
I look around, biting my lip. "This is so amazing Tom. I would live in here if I was you".
He smile happily. "Let's go upstairs".
Upstairs he opens a double door. "Well this is … my bedroom".
"Tommy you dirty boy, taking a poor defenceless girl into your cave of sin". I wiggle my eyebrow, making him laugh that special Tom laugh again.
The room has rustic wood walls and floor and a huge bed … it is cosy and kept in dark colours. There are two doors, one is ajar and it looks like a walk-in closet, the other must be the ensuite bathroom.
"I have a feeling you are not really defenceless". Tom chuckles, and pulls me into my arms. He looks me deeply into my eyes, slowly lowering his head to catch my lips with his.
I let my lips travel over his cheek to his ear, whispering teasingly in my most sultry voice. "Oh I think I can handle this sexy beast".
A sound that is mostly like a deep growl escapes his chest and seconds later I find myself on the bed, Tom's body weighing me down as he is kissing me almost feverishly.
Oh wow, I did not expect this to be honest. His hands are kind of all over me and I feel I have to say something. I pull my lips from his. "Tom ! Tom, stop a second".
He doesn't seem to get that I am serious. His mouth is on my neck instead and he is mumbling something I don't get. I need to focus here, as it kind of feels way too good, but I need to stand my ground.
"Tom, stop". I try pushing him, but for a slim guy he is damn heavy and he doesn't budge. I feel his hand on my breast, and I slap his shoulder to get his attention. "Thomas Bennett, stop this instance".
I look at me blinking, like he is very much confused. "Stop ? You want me to stop ?"
I push at his chest, and he rolls down beside me on the bed with a sigh. I sit up glaring at him. "Yeah I want you to stop, I think I said that pretty clearly, several times".
"s**t ! Sorry I … I got a bit caught up in the moment … I … sorry". He looks like a five year old getting scolded by his mother, right down to his ears getting red.
"Tom … it's not that I don't… like it… it's just that… well I don't do those things this fast… I want to feel more… Secure first". I look at my hands. A man like him is probably not used to women telling him no. Who knows, I might just have ruined everything.
He nods slowly, looking at me. "It's totally fine Meri. I… I wasn't… it wasn't why I brought you up here, I swear. What you said just… Well it … God this is so embarrassing… It kind of hit something… like primal… I lost it a bit".
I can't help giggling. Oh so Mr perfect gentleman likes being referred to as a sexy beast, who knew. I am definitely remembering that one. "It's okay Tom, you meant no harm. But I would like to take this slow … okay ?"
"Thank you darling". He smiles as he gets on his feet and holds out his hand to me. "Come see the bathroom".
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