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July 2014
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Tall, Dark, and Handsome: Chapter 18

TITLE: Tall, Dark and Handsome

CHAPTER NUMBER/ONE SHOT: 18

AUTHOR tomcuddlesfic

WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: AU Tom / Business Man

GENRE: romance / erotica

FIC SUMMARY: Twenty four year old Amelia Hart has never had a boyfriend before. Not wanting to step outside of her comfort zone, she rarely starts conversations with the opposite sex and makes little to no effort in correcting her single status. However, what she did not plan was meeting a man who manages to steal her breath away at every look. A man who does not stop until he gets what he wants. And the one thing he only wants right now just so happens to be her.

RATING FOR THE WHOLE FIC: M

Author’s notes: Has it been a week already? This was a fun chapter to right! Nothing too plot driven but just a nice chapter for Tom and Amelia. I hope you guys like it and please tell me what you think. :D 

Chapter 1 |  Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 |Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 |  Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | chapter 12 | Chapter 13  | Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16  | Chapter 17

My breath hiked at the sight of his naked body.

I felt my cheeks burn from his leering gaze as he stepped into the tub, sinking down till the foam covered most of my view. I frowned slightly at the idea.

“Sorry.” Tom apologized when his leg accidentally brushed against my thigh. Something about the flicker in his eyes told me he did it on purpose.

Two can play at this game.

Sliding out my leg so that it was fully extended along the length of the massive tub, I bent my knee enough that a large portion of my naked thigh, covered in suds, would be on display, glistening underneath the bright bathroom lights. I almost lost control of the snicker building inside me when I saw his blue eyes narrow down on the sight. He cleared his throat uncomfortably before leaning over to my side. His breath was hot on my skin even with the hot water covering both of us. Eyes fixed onto my lips, I leaned in to meet his kiss when he only grinned mischievously, pulling a loofah off a hook from the wall behind me. I swallowed the bitter disappointment, not meeting his piercing gaze in fear that it would sting my wilted ego further but he had none of it when he hooked a finger underneath my chin and tilted my head up to face him. He was far more beautiful from this close, I realized. And without warning, he kissed me softly on the lips, pulling back just when my soapy hands had found their way into his damp hair. Oh, now it really hurt.

He smirked as he leaned back; wiping some bubbles off my cheek with his thumb.

“Turn around.” Tom commanded in a quiet but not to be messed with tone.

Wondering what he was up to, I humoured him and tried my best to turn around in the over spilling tub so that my back was facing towards him. Electrifying shivers danced along my skin when he pressed his lips to my bare shoulder, brushed my hair off to the other side, and kissed my other one. My skin was burning now.

I heard the sound of water raining down back into the tub as he dipped the loofah into the deliciously smelling soapy water and wring it with his hands. My body simply melted into his touch when he began washing my back, running hot water in all the right places, soothing all the tense muscles I didn’t know existed. Moaning, I obligingly tilted my head to the side for him to continue his sinfully good torture as he leaned in, reaching past my back, and ran down between my breasts, working its way to my stomach. I felt myself clench my stomach tight as he scrubbed my skin with care and gentleness I didn’t know he possessed within him. Even with a small ball of mesh between his hand and my more than ready body, I was a quivering mess by the time he found himself satisfied with my breasts. Stifling a moan on my lips, I gripped onto the edges of the tub so tightly my knuckles turned white when he ventured past my abdomens. His chin now resting perfectly on the crane of my neck, I leaned into him for support as he washed me. My toes curled as the friction of the mesh and my hot folds became to painfully unbearable heights. I needed him. I needed some physical contact. Writhing underneath his touch, I could see from the corner of my eyes that his famous smirk was placed perfectly on his lips as he watched me suffer for release.

“Tom…” I moaned, begging almost.

“Hush…” He kissed me on the side of the head before discarding the loofah into the water. His fingers expertly slid into the place where the soggy sponge was just, gliding past my hot slick folds, parting them, finding my swollen clit. My toes curled as he began slow torturous circles, hushing me in my ear. I was losing it. It was like the crazy hectic world around me fell apart into a million jagged pieces when he touched me like this. I felt so hot. I felt so right being in his arms. He surely must see this. He surely must see that our body chemistry was too damn good to easily dismiss as another sexual experience.

I was panting when the all too familiar sensations began to stir around in my belly. Gasping as he inserted two fingers inside me, I groaned as he finger fucked me, turning me into a helpless pile of mush in his hands. I bit my lower lip to stop the loud moans from escaping my lips but it was no use. It felt too good to keep silent. And without warning, I was sent over the edge, falling down into an ocean of heavenly bliss, crashing into the waves as I cried out his name. He was allowing me to ride my orgasm as he continued to slowly pull his fingers in and out. Thank god for him sitting behind me, I thought blissfully. I knew I had the absolutely dopiest smiles on my face but I couldn’t help it. He kissed me on the head, slipping his fingers out of me, immediately wrapping his arms around my waist, drawing me back to lie back on his chest. My eyes were still closed, a world that was filled with rainbows and pure golden sunshine flickering behind my eyelids. I didn’t want to ever get out of this tub.

“Feeling better?” Tom asked in a soft voice in my ear after what seemed to be ten hours later.

“Mmmmmmm…” I hummed, unable to bring myself to use any real words.

“Good.” He kissed me on my cheek and continued to hold me. We sat there in the tub in each other’s arms without another word. I was incredibly sleepy but I wasn’t so lost to realize that he wasn’t dozing off like me but thinking. Angling my head, I forced my eyes open and studied his face. He was so handsome. He had the strongest jaw I had ever seen on a man and the piercing blue gaze he fixated on me scared me relentlessly whenever he was angry but I found that in serene moments like these, his eyes were hypnotic. I couldn’t pull away from them even if I tried.

“What are you looking at?” Tom asked timidly, taking my hand in his up to his lips to kiss my knuckles. I giggled softly at the ticklish brush from his already growing stubble on his face.

“It’s soapy.” I heard my voice comment dumbly.

“Yet, you still taste delicious.” He murmured, kissing me on the lips.

“I was just studying your face…” I said airily, shrugging my shoulders shyly, continuing when he cocked an eyebrow at me. “You’re very handsome, you know…”

Tom threw his head back and laughed sharply to himself, shaking his head, and stared down at our hands holding onto each other’s. “I’ve been told…Although, I don’t see what they particularly see when I look in the mirror. It all looks normal to me. Nothing special…” He paused, a flash of recognition passing through his clouded eyes. “Come on, let’s get you out of the tub. You need to sleep.”

“Do we have to?” I moaned, pasting on one of the flirtiest smiles I could muster in my drowsy state. “Couldn’t we just stay in here forever?”

“You’ll dry up like a prune.” Tom’s lips twitched. Gripping onto the handles on the side of the tub, he lifted himself up, and wrapped a towel around his waist to block my view. Water ran down his rippled body as he stepped out and stood facing me with an amused expression on his face. “Miss. Hart are you going to get out of the tub yourself or are you trying to text my patience?”

Feeling rather brave, I stood up in the tub, allowing all soap and suds to wash down my body, uncovering my glistening naked flesh underneath. His eyes immediately darkened at the sight of me. Smiling smugly to myself, I bit my lower lip and chewed playfully before I continued. “I guess…that would be both.”

Whistling low underneath his breath, he shook his head disapprovingly and clucked the roof of his mouth with his tongue. “Miss. Hart…You’re an absolute handful.”

“I’m feeling rather…chilly.” I continued as I greedily soaked up the view in front of me. If he could do it, why couldn’t I? My eyes scanned down from his amused expression down to his strong shoulders, broad muscles, and ridged abs. Honestly, he was a health risk. “Could you…get me a towel?”

Chuckling softly to himself, he extended his hand to help me step out of the tub. Once I landed safely onto the mat beside him, I beamed my award winning smile and felt my heart pound when he wrapped me up in a fluffy white towel like his. When my nakedness was no more, he paused and everything came to a standstill. Peering up through my eyelashes, I studied his expression, wishing for once I could read his mind and knew what went through that thick skull of his. He didn’t say anything but only kissed me on my forehead and nuzzled my nose, breathing heavily.

“Let’s find you something to wear.” He whispered in a hoarse voice, turning me around to walk back into the room and enter the room beside it. He flicked on the lights and for a second, I was thrust back into his world of luxury of glamor. Surrounding the whole room were racks and racks of finely tailored suit, pressed white shirts, and freshly ironed suit pants. There was even a glass display case in the center where platinum cufflinks shined brilliantly in their boxes.

“Wow, you sure you have something for me to wear?” I blurted out loud, slapping a hand over my mouth when I realized I had said that out loud. My cheeks burned when he looked over his shoulder and snorted.

Not responding to my comment, he dug through a couple of drawers and produced a gray t-shirt and some boxers for himself and an extra white t-shirt. Pulling the boxers on, he tugged on his t-shirt before turning his attention back to me.

“I’m just going to take this.” He grinned deviously when he ripped the towel wrapped tightly around my body off. I gasped as the cold air conditioned air graced my skin. “Hands up.” Tom commanded.

“Bossy.” I muttered underneath my breath as I raised my hands above my head. Tom pulled the t-shirt over my head and allowed the soft fabric to cover my now shivering body. The t-shirt fell comfortably past my crotch, dancing dangerously across my mid-thigh.

“I heard that.” Tom teased, kissing me on the nose. Placing his hands on my shoulder, he turned me around and turned off the lights in his spectacular closet, guiding me to his gigantic bed. The bed looked so unbelievably comfortable, I wanted to dive in head first into the solid grey sheets. “Bed.” He said in a no nonsense voice. He didn’t have to tell me twice as I snuggled up underneath the thick sheets. Turning off the lamp on the side table, he slid into the space beside me, wrapping his arms around my waist just like he had done in the tub. He buried his nose in my hair and breathed. “You smell and feel so good.” He groaned.

My eyelids flew open at his comment. “Oh god, Tom! I forgot…” It was a good thing the lights were off because I could have sworn my cheeks flared into a bolder red than the inside of a beet. “I forgot about…uhmmmm….You.”

“I’m okay.” He reassured me in my ear, snuggling closer to me. “I only want you to sleep right now. It can wait until morning.” He added hastily. Feeling the tension inside my tummy reside, I curled up closer to him, inhaling deeply his spicy scent that lingered on his clothes and on him. Even taking a bath with rose scented soap, he still smelled like the same spicy scent he was known for to me. “And for God’s sake!” Tom hissed, breaking me out of my dreamy state. “Stop moving! You’re making this harder for me than it already is.”

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