Chapter 24 Tommy
Tommy
Icarry her through the lobby at Dragovari Tower, dripping and bare under my hoodie, limp in my arms. I’m wet, shirtless, and covered in both Giovanna’s blood and my own.
Eleanor, Matti’s CEO of Dragovari Tower, a woman with gray hair and steely eyes, hurries over to me in concern.
“Is there anything I can do to assist you, sir?”
“No.”
“Perhaps the young lady? Should I send for a doctor?”
“No.”
She falls back, and no one follows us onto the elevator.
Once I have her safely in my suite, I sit on the couch with her in my arms. She’s not asleep but delirious and resting, and I watch her silently.
I memorize the way her wet locks of hair stick to her skin, the soft rise and fall of her chest under my hoodie, the smear of dark blood where I touched her cheek after she bled on my cock.
When she opens her eyes, over an hour has passed, and she smiles up at me.
“Hi.”
I can’t help but smile back. “Hi, sweet girl.”
I stand with her and carry her into the bathroom, setting her down on the counter while I turn on the shower and get the water to the right temperature.
She watches me dreamily, then holds her arms up as I pull my hoodie off her.
Underneath, she is naked except for her boots, her inner thighs streaked with blood and cum.
A rumble rolls in my chest at the sight, and I can’t resist kneeling between her thighs.
I press her open wide and slowly drag my tongue over her sensitive skin.
She moans softly, watching me, those big hazel eyes shimmering with flecks of green and gold.
Growling, I clean her, tasting the salty, coppery mixture of her blood and my cum.
Tasting us.
I unlace her boots and pull them off, and she winces as she slides off the counter and stands.
I start to lead her to the shower, but she stops me and unbuckles my pants, squatting as she pulls them down along with my boxer briefs.
I’m semi-hard watching her naked, undressing me, exploring my body.
“Is all that me?” she asks, gently touching the rust-colored streaks on my cock.
“Yes, baby. All you,” I turn to show her my back then point to my chest where she clawed me.
“This is all me,” I laugh softly.
“Oh my God,” she gasps, clapping her hand to her mouth, standing up.
She runs her fingers lightly over where she carved into me.
“I’m so sorry, Tommy. I hope I didn’t fuck up your tattoo.
”
A spindly tree split by lightning covers my back in black ink, the branches reaching out across my back.
“Don’t be sorry. Your marks will just add to the artwork if they scar,” I say, as I guide her to the shower and step under the water with her.
“Wow, it’s everywhere,” she breathes, the water at our feet turning pinkish red as the blood rinses off.
I kneel to wash her carefully with soap and a washcloth until the water runs clear.
“I bled a lot. Is that a lot? Or is that normal?”
I shrug, standing, as Gi lathers up her hands.
“I think as long as you stop actively bleeding, it’s okay.
”
“Did your other women bleed this much?” she asks, rubbing the soap across my chest. The sting ripples through me, transporting me back to when she gave me the scratches.
I love it.
“You’re my first,” I say, lathering shampoo and washing her hair, then rinse her off, massaging her neck and shoulders, memorizing every detail of how she feels under my hands.
“Really? I thought it was supposed to be a fetish thing for men.”
I wash my hair while she uses conditioner and watches me.
“For some men, maybe.”
“You didn’t want to be my first?
”
I shrug. “I did, but I realized when I thought I wasn’t going to be that it only matters that I’m your last.”
Shock and hurt register on her face.
“You didn’t want to be the one to teach me?
You wanted someone else to be the one to hurt me?
”
I step in close to her and drag my knuckles over her cheek then kiss her softly.
“I didn’t say that, sweet girl. But I knew I couldn’t be gentle with you when I fucked you for the first time, and that did worry me.
”
She steps out from under the water and squints at me in disbelief.
“Because you were gentle before that? Did you think that choking me on your cock until I almost passed out the other night was comfortable?”
I laugh as I turn off the water and wrap a towel around her, pulling her into my arms. “I didn’t let you pass out.
”
She scoffs, nipping playfully at my chest. “You didn’t let me?
Is that supposed to convince me that you don’t enjoy hurting me?
”
“No, because I do enjoy hurting you, as long as you enjoy it, too.” I drop a kiss on the top of her head.
“I will let you choke on my cock until you pass out. I just didn’t the first time.
”
Her eyes are wide as I let her go, grabbing a towel and drying myself as I walk into my adjoining bedroom.
“You’re going to choke me until I pass out?
”
I laugh and lie down on the bed and pat my chest. “Come here, sweet girl. I need to be inside you.”
She drops her towel shyly and straddles me.
Fuck, she’s gorgeous, the swell of her breasts rising and falling with each breath, the curve of her hips, her stomach.
She bites her bottom lip. “Tommy, I don’t think I can.
I’m really sore.”
Lacing my fingers behind my head, I smirk at her.
“Get it wet.”
She looks confused. “How?”
“Your mouth, baby.”
She slides down me and takes me in her mouth, using her tongue, licking me from the base of my shaft to the top.
“Good girl. Now spit on it.”
Her eyes widen, but she does as she’s told, her smile proud as my cock hardens in her grip.
I pull her on top of me so we are lying chest to chest and position my cock against her pussy.
“Tommy.” She’s whimpering, and the sound alone makes my cock pulse.
“I’m not going to fuck you, Gi. I just need to be inside you.
Take a deep breath in.” She does as she’s told.
“Let it out.”
As she exhales, I push inside her slowly, lifting her hips to position her the way I want her.
When I’m almost balls deep inside her, I smooth my hands over her ass soothingly.
Her eyes are wide, and her breathing is ragged as she tenses.
“You’re so big.”
“Relax, Gi. I promise I won’t move.
I just need to feel you.”
She nods and lays her cheek on my chest, and I pull a blanket up over us.
Slowly, I feel her start to soften in my arms, her pussy relaxing around me as she falls asleep.
I play with her hair, brush my fingers along her smooth skin, feel the warmth of her on top of me and around my cock.
I don’t fall asleep. I can’t. I don’t want to miss a minute of her.
She moans softly in her sleep, shifting her hips.
“Fuck,” I murmur. I promised I wouldn’t fuck her, but I’m getting hard again inside her.
She whimpers softly, pushes her nails into my skin, and I grab her waist with both hands trying to hold her still.
She won’t stay still, though. She rocks her hips back and forth, creating a gentle teasing friction that has me breathing faster, digging my fingertips into her thick ass.
She buries her face in my chest and rocks harder, then suddenly wakes up fully, whipping her head up to stare at me, gasping for breath.
“Gi, if you don’t want to get fucked right now, you need to stop,” I say softly.
She bites her bottom lip, eyes locked on my face, and tries to still her hips.
But she shifts down, forcing me balls deep inside her.
She gasps, her lips part in surprise, and her hips start to shake.
Her eyes roll back in her head, and she moans my name, her pussy walls clenching me again and again rhythmically, her hips rolling softly like an ocean wave.
“Gi, fuck,” I groan, as her orgasm triggers my own.
I snap my hips hard, forcing myself deep inside her, and she shrieks as I fill her with my cum.
When we finally still, she collapses across me, my dick still inside her.
Gi echoes my thoughts when she whispers, “Wow, that was amazing.”
I nod and kiss her hair.
She lifts her head to look at me quickly.
“Not that the first time wasn’t amazing.
It was. But that orgasm was strong, violent, and this was longer and so soft, like being on a cloud.
And we came together. That was incredible.
Did that happen the first time?”
“Close,” I say, smiling at her.
She’s adorable.
“Does that always happen? Do both people usually come at the same time?”
I chuckle.
“I don’t know what’s usual, but I don’t think so.
”
She props her hands on my chest and her chin on her hands, then jerks up and blinks in alarm.
“Shit, we need to figure out some type of birth control if you’re going to keep coming inside me like that.
”
I frown. “Why?”
“Uh, why? Tommy, I’m a freshman in college.
I am not having a baby right now.”
I shrug.
“If it happens, it happens. You can still go to school. Unless you want to focus on the baby, then you don’t have to.
”
“Tommy! No. I wasn’t even sure I wanted a boyfriend, and now you’re trying to knock me up?
”
I love hearing that. All of it. “Am I your boyfriend, Gi?”
She swats at my hand as I touch her hair.
“Don’t change the subject. What do you usually do for birth control?
”
“Nothing.”