I don't even make it to the stairs before Tom spins me round and my back smacks against the wall. I mewl with excitement as lust washes over me. He presses his chest against mine, holding me in place. His hands wrap around my neck, tilting my chin up as his lips cover mine. I hook my fingers round the belt loops of his jeans and pull him closer to me so his crotch presses against mine. I moan into his mouth as I feel his erection straining against his jeans.
Our tongues intertwine. Our hearts crash against each others. We breathe heavily through our nostrils as we deepen the hurried, primal kiss. I lift my hands and fumble with the buttons of his cardigan then push it off his shoulders. He takes his hands off me to let the sleeves slip off and it drops to the floor. He tugs up my vest top of pulls it over my head so it joins his cardigan at the foot of the stairs. I kiss him again before I take his hand and guide him up the stairs.
When we get to the landing, I head for my bedroom door and Tom heads for my mums. Our arms stretch between us, yanking us to a stop at both doors. We turn to each other.
"My room," I say, breathlessly.
"This one has a double bed," he replies. His chest is heaving.
I step closer to him so our arms drop a little. "Are you serious?" I raise an eyebrow. "You want to cheat on my mum in her own bed? You do understand that that is like...the ultimate betrayal, don't you?"
His eyebrow lifts up helplessly. My knees go weak. I know it sounds stupid but that eyebrow really does stuff to me, the way his right eyebrow lifts considerably higher than his left, making his perfectly smooth forehead wrinkle like two separate ladders.
"You make me do crazy things," he admits sheepishly.
A moan escapes me. I let go of his hand and run to him, clasping my hands around his neck and pulling him down to my level so I can reach his lips. He strokes my tongue with his before I pull away.
I try to regain my breath as I look deep into his pale eyes. "I know the feeling."
He spins me round and backs me up into the bedroom. I hold onto him to make sure I don't fall and my stomach flips when my legs hit the bed. He breaks our kiss. I smile up at him and crawl onto the bed, spinning round onto my back and resting my head against the pillow. I part my thighs and he kneels between them, his eyes glued to mine. My stomach contorts with anticipation as I lift my hands to the rim of his top and start to pull it up, revealing his lean torso. He lifts his arms to allow me to pull it over his head then he leans down and pops open my bra clasp. I throw my bra on the floor and work on his fly with shaking fingers. My adrenaline is making my whole body hum. He pushes his jeans off along with his boxers. I emit a mewl and squirm on the bed as my eyes hit his erection. He smiles at my response and starts to tug down my joggers and panties. I lift my ass on the bed so he can yank them down. He pushes the off my feet and flings them off the end of the bed, not caring where they land.
He stays knelt between my legs, his pale eyes filled with lust as they trace every inch of my body. My skin tingles under his gaze. My heart flips. There is something else in his eyes. Something that could draw this to a close. Guilt. Fearing that this will all be over before it's begun, I try to speed things along and make his desire for me cloud his morals.
I slip my hand down my body and cup my pussy. His eyes widen as he watches me push a finger into my wet entrance. My back arches and I emit a breathy moan. I push my finger in and out, watching his jaw clench as he tries to restrain himself. I pull out and run my wet finger up the centre of my body, leaving a damp trail that stops between my breasts.
He cups his hands under my tucked up knees. My skin sizzles at his touch, alighting every cell in my body. His soft palms stroke up the backs of my thighs as he lowers himself over me, licking up the trail from my mound to my breasts. I moan and lift myself up, feeling his hot, wet tongue on my inflamed skin. He pauses when he reaches the crevice between my breasts. He looks up at me. I smile and run my fingers through his curls then trail my hand down his back and squeeze his ass, pushing him closer to me, signalling him to enter me.
He recoils himself; pressing light kisses down my stomach before he kneels between my legs once more, his back straight as he looks down at me. One hand slips under my ass, pulling me closer to him and the other presses down on my shoulder, holding me in place. I lift my lower half closer to him and wrap my legs around his waist as he angles himself and pushes into me.
My back arches, my jaw hangs open, my eyes bulge as I feel his cock stretching me. His eyes stay locked to mine. His jaw also hangs open as he pushes himself into my moist depth.
"Tom," I moan, pressing my flat palms on his shoulders. The way he is slowly entering me makes me feel like I'm losing my virginity all over again. I can feel him. Every inch of him.
Once he is buried to his hilt, he pulls out slowly. I sigh as he slips out of me almost all the way before thrusting himself in again, this time, sharper and faster. I wasn't expecting it. My hands ball into fists against his shoulders.
He continues to work much faster but still as gentle, stroking himself inside me. My back brushes against the bed as I rock my hips with his pace. He hitches my ass higher, cupping under my knee and entering me deeper.
"God, Tom," I moan, tipping my head back.
I wrap my hands round his neck and pull myself up, kissing him hard on the lips. He pushes mine open with his tongue and leans back, pulling me up with him so I'm sat on his lap with him still buried deep inside me. I break our kiss but press my forehead against his and keep our lips aligned as I rock against him so I moan into his mouth. His hands circle my waist and he pushes me down onto him harder, moaning back into my mouth and brushing his lips against mine lazily. I cum in this position. My fingers curl into his neck and my body shudders against him. My head tips back as a moan cascades out of me. Whilst I'm still riding the waves of pleasure, Tom pushes me back down onto the bed and clambers over me, kissing my breasts and drilling into me more vigorously so my orgasm feels like it's going to rip me in two. I clutch his head, pressing his lips against the underside of my breast as my body spasms. With one final thrust, Tom finishes. I feel him shoot inside me. He groans against my skin then collapses onto me with his head nestled between my breasts.
I close my eyes and try to regain my breath, languidly brushing my fingers through his curls. He sighs contently and nuzzles his face deeper into my cleavage making me giggle.
After are heavy breaths seemed to simmer, Tom dresses and heads downstairs to order us a pizza. I shuffle to the end of the bed a few minutes later and start to dress. I put on my bra and remember that my vest is at the foot of the stairs. I find my joggers on the floor but I can't see my panties anywhere. I look under the bed. Not there.
I look up and my stomach churns. On my mum's side of the bed, there's a picture frame. I sit on the edge of the bed and look at the picture. It's her and Tom in front of the Eiffel Tower. Tom's holding the camera at arms length so it's a little off-centre. My heart swells. They look so in love. God, what am I doing? Tom is a great guy and I've turned him into a cheater.
"The pizza will be here in twenty minutes!" Tom calls up the stairs.
I jump at the sound of his voice and try to push those horrible thought out of my head.
"Okay!" I shout back, shove on my joggers and head down the stairs. I'll find my panties later.