Tom😍

"Its first thing in the morning, he looks over at you as you slept in your bed across the room, at some point during the night you had taken off your clothes of. he walks over to the edge of your bed and starts jerking of at the sight of you." “yea lay there you little whore,” "he mutters quietly as he vigorously strokes himself" “dirty little slut..”

"I pause for a moment when I hear some noises coming from across the hall. I try to focus on my own pleasure, but can't help but be curious about where the sounds are coming from."

"I get up from my bed and walk towards the room where I hear the noises coming from. As I enter, my eyes widen as I see you, completely naked and using your dildo. It takes a moment for me to gather myself, but then I confidently speak up," "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" "I smirk as I notice you're moaning loudly, clearly enjoying yourself."

"I'm not here to answer your question. I'm more interested in what you're doing right now." "I walk closer to you, leaning over and staring at you with a mischievous grin. My eyes are on the dildo as I continue," "Looks like I'm not the only one who enjoys late night play time."

"Oh, really?" "I tease you, enjoying the power that I have over you," "I find that hard to believe. You seem like the type of girl who can't get enough of this kind of stuff." "I chuckle and take the dildo out of your hand, twirling it around playfully." "What do we have here? This looks like fun."

"I'm sorry if I'm teasing you, Becca," "I say with a smirk," "but I can't resist messing with such an easy target." "I twirl the dildo around again before placing it back on your bedside table." "Don't worry, your secret's safe with me. But I can't make any promises about not using this as leverage against you in the future."

"Oh, I don't know," "I say innocently," "maybe to get you to do things for me. Who knows what the future holds?" "I wink at you before turning to leave the room." "Anyway, I'll leave you to your business. Have a good night, Becca."

"I was actually home earlier than I had let on, and as I walk down the hallway and hear your moans, I can't resist the temptation to peek in." "Well, well, well," "I say with a smirk, leaning against the doorframe," "look who's at it again. You really can't get enough, can you?"

"I chuckle as you yelp in surprise," "What's the matter, Becca? You look like you've seen a ghost." "I push myself off the doorframe and walk towards you, taking in the sight of your naked body." "Don't mind me, I'm just passing by. I'll be sure to knock next time."

"I walk closer to you, a confident arrogant aura about me," "You know, maybe you shouldn't be walking around naked with that thing at the ready. It makes it too easy for guys like me." "I smirk at my own words, enjoying your vulnerability once again." "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have places to be." "With one final smirk, I turn and walk out of the room."

"From the hallway, I can hear you continue pleasuring yourself, and a wicked grin spreads across my face. I take a few steps away from your room before turning back and opening your door," "You know," "I say playfully", "I really should be going, but you look like you could use some help."

"Yeah," "I say with a smirk," "help. You seem to be struggling to get that toy deep enough." "I step closer to you, my eyes fixed on your body." "Maybe I could lend a hand?"

"I stand beside you and inspect the way you're using your toy." "Well," "I say with a grin", "I definitely think I could do a better job than you seem to be managing right now. But, don't worry, I won't steal the spotlight for too long."

"I lean in and place a hand on your hip, guiding my other hand down to your clit. I flick my fingers against it gently, watching as you respond to my touch." "You like that?"

"I keep caressing your clit with one hand while with the other I guide the dildo slowly inside and out of you, teasing you." "Beg for me, Becca," "I whisper huskily into your ear," "beg for me to give you what you want."

"I grin, pleased with your response." "My, my, Becca," "I tease as I guide the dildo in and out of you faster," "I didn't know you had it in you. Don't worry, I'll give it to you good."

"With that, I increase the speed, pounding you with the toy as I circle my fingers around your clit, watching you squirm and moan."

"I laugh slightly at the sound of your moans," "That's it, Becca. Let yourself go." "I pound you harder and faster with the dildo as I keep circling my fingers around your clit." "Cum for me, Becca. Cum for your Tom."

"I can sense that you're close, and I intensify my movements, driving the dildo deeper inside you. I also start moving my fingers quickly over your clit, sending you over the edge." "That's it, Becca," "I say encouragingly," "let yourself go. Let it all out for me."

"I keep caressing your body gently, giving you time to catch your breath." "See?" "I say with a smirk," "I told you I could do a better job than that toy. It's always better with a human touch."

"I lean down to kiss your forehead gently," "Maybe next time we can try something even more exciting." "With a final chuckle, I get up and walk out of the room, leaving you there to bask in the afterglow."

As you shower in the morning, your thoughts drift to the events of the previous night. You can still feel the aftermath of the heated encounter with Tom from head to toe and your mind is filled with all sorts of images and thoughts.

As the hot water flows over your skin, you wonder if you should see Tom again and where things could lead. You also feel a bit of shame at the thought of what you did, considering Tom's personality, but you can't help the attraction you feel towards him.

Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of someone knocking on the bathroom door.

"It's just me, Jolene," a voice calls out through the door.

"I just wanted to remind you that breakfast will be ready in about 20 minutes. Viserys is also up and getting ready," Jolene says.

"Alright! Thanks for letting me know!" you call back before resuming your shower.

As you continue your shower, you suddenly hear the sound of footsteps entering the bathroom. You quickly move to cover yourself before turning around to see who it is.

To your surprise, you see Tom walking in, a smug grin on his face. "Well, well, well," he says, his eyes exploring your body hungrily. "Look at you all wet and vulnerable. You didn't think I'd just walk away from you after last night, did you?" He leans against the counter, crossing his arms over his chest as he stares at you with a seductive look.

Tom chuckles and steps closer towards you, invading your personal space. He looks down at you through his blonde bangs, and his gaze is both intense and sensual.

"I know," he murmurs, trailing his fingers over your shoulder and down your arm. "But the way I see it, Becca, you've got a lot of catching up to do. Last night was just the beginning."

He leans in to whisper into your ear, tracing the shell of it with his fingers, "And I'm going to prove to you that no toy could ever match what I can give you."

Tom leans back ever so slightly to look into your eyes and nod convincingly. "Yes, right now," he says, his voice low and smooth. "I just can't resist you. You're too beautiful, too desirable."

He takes a step closer and reaches for your hand, twining his fingers with your and pulling it towards his chest. "Come on, Becca. Let's see where this goes. Just give me a chance."

Tom steps even closer to you and whispers so softly that only you can hear. "Don't worry, babe. We'll be quiet, I promise. I want to show you a new level of pleasure."

He winks at you and releases your hand before reaching around and pulling back the shower curtain. Tom starts to slowly undress himself, his eyes locked onto you the entire time.

Tom shrugs, his grin never fading. "That's a risk we'll have to take," he says nonchalantly. "It's not like they'd expect us to do anything in here, anyway."

He finishes taking off his clothes and steps into the shower with you, immediately grabbing your hips and pressing his body against yours. His hands slide around your waist, pulling you closer to him as he leans in and begins to kiss you deeply.

Tom continues to kiss you fiercely, his hands roaming all over your body. His touch sends shivers down your spine and you can feel yourself becoming more and more aroused with each passing moment.

He backs you up against the wall of the shower, and one of his hands moves downwards. His fingers find their way between your legs and begin to tease at your folds. A moan escapes your lips as his fingers work their magic.

Tom pulls back from the kiss and leans his forehead against yours. "You're so wet," he murmurs huskily. "Do you like this, Becca?"

Tom smirks, the corners of his mouth turning up. He continues to tease your folds with his fingers, applying just the right amount of pressure to drive you wild. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge.

"Good," he whispers before leaning in to kiss you again. As he does, he starts to increase the intensity of his touch, bringing you closer and closer to climax.

As Tom continues to pleasure you with his fingers, he begins to harden even more as he watches your reaction. He breaks the kiss and looks down at his now rock-hard member, then back up at you.

"Damn, Becca," he groans. "You're getting me so hot right now."

He leans down and starts to suck at your neck while his hand between your legs does its job. The combination of sensations is almost too much to handle, but you can't help but moan out loud as your orgasm rocks through you.

Tom chuckles under his breath but doesn't stop his ministrations until you are completely spent. His hand slowly withdraws from between your legs as he continues to kiss you softly.

When he finally pulls back, a wicked grin spreads on his lips. "You're quite loud, Becca," he says teasingly. "I like it."

He steps back and turns to rinse off before turning off the shower and grabbing a towel. "Your turn, beautiful," he says, holding the towel out for you.

As you take the towel from Tom, he saunters out of the bathroom. You can't help but watch him go, his toned body making your heart race.

For the rest of the day, you try to push thoughts of Tom out of your head, but find that it's impossible. His touch has left a burning desire in you that won't go away. Despite his arrogant and selfish attitude, you can't help but be drawn to him.

As night falls, you find yourself thinking about him again. What was it about him that made you feel this way? You knew he wasn't good for you, but that only seemed to add to your attraction to him.

You wake up to find that it's still dark outside and Tom is lying next to you in bed, his arm draped over your body as he holds you close. His breathing is slow and steady, and you can feel his warm breath on the back of your neck.

As you shift slightly, his grip tightens and he pulls you even closer to him. You can feel his hardness against your back, and can tell that he's still awake.

"Good morning, gorgeous," he murmurs huskily.

Tom chuckles softly and moves his hand down your body, his fingers trailing lazily over your skin. "I came in a little while ago," he answers. "Couldn't resist coming back to bed with you."

His hand eventually finds its way between your legs, where he starts to gently rub at your clit. "You're so beautiful, Becca," he murmurs into your ear. "I could watch you squirm all day."

Tom smirks and presses himself closer against you, his hardness rubbing against your backside. "Of course I do," he replies, his voice low and husky. "Watching you writhe in pleasure is one of my favorite things."

He continues to tease you with his fingers, rubbing at just the right spot to make you tremble. "You're so wet already," he whispers. "Do you want me to make you come again, Becca?"

Tom leans in closer and whispers in your ear, "No one's home, Becca. It's just you and me."

He starts to kiss down your neck, his hand still expertly working between your legs. The sensations race through your body and you start to moan again, unable to hold it in any longer.

"God, you're so hot," Tom groans as he continues to pleasure you. "I love making you feel good."

Tom takes your moans as encouragement and picks up the pace of his ministrations. He presses himself harder against you, his movement becoming more urgent as he brings you closer and closer to the edge.

Finally, he leans in close and whispers in your ear, "Come for me, Becca. Let go."

The words are all it takes for you to reach your climax, waves of pleasure washing over you. Tom's grip on you tightens as you writhe and moan, holding you in place until the last tremors pass.

"That was incredible," he murmurs as he pulls back slightly to look at you. "You're so sexy, Becca."

Tom chuckles softly at your words and shifts his body slightly, moving away from you. He reaches over to the nightstand and pulls out a bottle of lube.

"I can take care of myself later, don't worry," he says with a smirk as he starts to slick up his already hard length. "I'd rather focus on making you feel good anyways."

He moves back over to you, his hands trailing over your body once more. "Besides, I get off on getting you off," he adds with a mischievous grin.

Tom grins, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Oh, I know," he says as he positions himself behind you. "But that's because I'm saving it for when you beg me for it."

He trails his fingers over your hips, teasing you with his touch. "Are you sure you're ready for me, Becca? You're so tight. It might hurt a little."

Tom leans down to whisper in your ear, his breath hot against your skin. "Maybe a little at first," he murmurs. "But I promise it will feel good soon enough."

He pulls back slightly and lines himself up with you, pressing the head of his cock against your entrance. "Just relax and let me take care of you," he adds before slowly pushing himself inside you.

Tom pauses as he enters you, his hands resting gently on your hips. "You okay?" he asks softly, concern in his eyes.

He waits for a moment to see if the discomfort will pass before slowly starting to move, sliding himself in and out of you with a gentle rhythm. "Just breathe, Becca," he murmurs. "It will start to feel good soon, I promise."

Tom nods, his eyes never leaving yours. "I know," he says with a smirk. "But don't worry, I'll be gentle with you."

He starts to move faster now, his movements more confident as he finds a rhythm that works for both of you. His hands move up to your breasts, squeezing them gently as he continues to thrust into you.

"How does it feel, Becca?" he asks, his voice low and husky.

Tom grins down at you, his movements slowing just slightly as he watches your body react to him. "That's it," he murmurs, his eyes dark with desire. "Just let go and feel it all."

He leans down to capture one of your nipples in his mouth, sucking hard as he continues to thrust into you. The sound of your moans fills the room, the air heavy with the scent of sex.

"How close are you, Becca?" Tom asks, his voice barely above a whisper.

Tom grins, his movements becoming even more urgent as he feels you start to come undone beneath him. "That's it," he murmurs, his voice thick with desire. "Come for me, Becca. Let go."

He continues to move inside of you as you ride out your orgasm, his own pleasure building quickly. He can feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, his movements becoming more frenzied as he chases his own release.

Finally, with a loud gasp, he comes inside of you, his body spasming as he empties himself in hot spurts. He collapses on top of you, both of you breathing heavily as you come down from your highs.