All I Want - Sequel

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I'm woken up by the shakiness of the jet landing. Tom runs his hand over my hair, and kisses my forehead.
"I'm glad you finally got some sleep." He smiles.
I always sleep well on flights or in a car, it's probably the only time I actually get truly peaceful rest.
"Where are we?" I ask, realizing I hadn't even asked what our destination would be. He picked that all on his own.
"Remember how you said you wanted to go to that resort in Iceland?" He asks me and my eyes widen.
"No way.."
He grabs my hand, and leads me down the steps of the jet. It's true.. we're in Iceland! I squeal happily, hugging my husband tightly with the biggest smile on my face. I've been wanting to go to this resort for the longest time, how did he even manage to get us a reservation so last minute?
"Mr. and Mrs. Holland, we're honored to have you." A short bald man with thick rimmed glasses greets us. "We have your car ready to take you to the resort."
"Perfect, thank you." Tom nods, leading me down to the black Range Rover.
"How did you do all of this?" I ask.
"Sweetheart I think you underestimate my fame and fortune." He says. "All it took was a couple emails."
The driver opens the door for us, and we get into the car. He puts our bags into the trunk and gets inside to drive us to the resort.
It's only seven in the morning, and the sun is rising as we drive down the road. Iceland is beautiful, I can't wait to explore and see all the gorgeous sights.
We pull up to the resort, and it looks out over the blue lagoon. I've never seen anything like this. Blue sky, blue waters, nothing but scenery. Tom takes my hand, and we step out of the car. A younger man takes our bags as we walk inside, and we're greeted by a woman wearing a nice pantsuit.
"Welcome, Mr. Holland Mrs. Holland. We are so excited to have you." She smiles. "We have our most luxurious suite waiting just for you."
Crazy how nice people are when you throw a little money their way. She checks us in, and hands us the keys to the room.
"You can take the first door to the right down the hallway, and you'll be in room 10." She informs us.
"Thank you." Tom nods, and leads me down to the door.
We open it, revealing a long hallway that is nicely decorated with obviously expensive art, mostly paintings of the northern lights since that is what they're famous for.
"Room 10, right here." Tom mutters as he shoves the key in, unlocking the door. "After you."
He opens the door, and I walk in, instantly falling in love. The wall looking out over the lagoon is practically just a giant window, and there's a private deck with a hot tub. The room is white and faint blue, and the huge bed faces the window so you can see the view when you wake up. This is such a romantic suite, I love it.
"Tom this is perfect." I smile.
"Only the best for my girl." He says, and kisses my lips.
Tom and I spend a couple hours in the hot tub, just enjoying each other's company. It's odd how we've gone as long as we have and still to this day we never run out of things to talk about.
"I think they should learn at least two languages by seven." I say.
"Our kid is going to be so smart, I'm sure they could learn three." He says.
"And of course music lessons." I suggest.
"Music? Why music?" He questions.
"Why not music?" I ask.
"I figured our kid would be more into science and stuff." He shrugs.
"They can be into science and be creative at the same time." I state.
"Our child can not become a theater nerd." He shakes his head and my mouth drops.
"Hey! I did theater in high school!" I exclaim and his eyes widen.
"No.. please tell me you're joking." He laughs.
What does this boy have against theater kids? What's wrong with them? I loved my theater class, it was my favorite!
"I'm dead serious." I say.
"No!" He cries out, his head falling in shame. "I married my worst nightmare!"
"You asshole." I say jokingly, and stand up to get out of the hot tub.
"Hey I'm kidding!" He giggles, grabbing my hand and pulling me down onto his lap.
He moves my hair to one side, and softly kisses my neck. His hand moves around to the front of my body, and his fingers trail over my stomach.
"I have a question." I say.
"Hmm?" He hums against my skin, then lifts his head to look into my eyes.
"Can I peg you?" I ask and he practically chokes on air.
"I'm sorry what?" He says in a high pitched voice.
"I wanna peg you." I giggle lightly.
"Absolutely not." He says.
"Why?!" I ask.
"Are you seriously asking me this?!" He laughs loudly. "Lia you are not going to fuck my ass!"
"I let you fuck my ass all the time." I mutter with a frown.
"Only like.. twice." He says.
"So if I agree to let you do it again can I?..." I trail off.
"No."
I pout, and he lets our a breathy laugh. His hand grabs my chin, roughly adverting my gaze to land on him.
"Have you forgotten who's in charge here?" He asks.
"No, sir."
"If I want that little ass of yours, I'll take it. I don't make deals. Understood?" He questions in a dark voice and I already feel the butterflies in my stomach.
"Understood." I nod.
Of course Tom always gets consent for anything he does, but the way he talks to me like he will fuck me whenever and however he wants.. it's so hot.
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Night falls, and Tom and I sit in the bed eating chocolate covered strawberries and cherries as we wait for the the sky to darken and the northern lights to appear.
"Oops." I say, rubbing my chocolate covered strawberry over Toms abs.
The chocolate melts on him, and I run my tongue over the lines of his abs, cleaning up my mess.
Tom smirks, grabbing my ponytail and pulling back to make me look at him.
"If you want to play, all you have to do is ask."
I bite my lip, and his hand lets go of my hair, petting over it softly.
He flips me over so I'm sitting in between his legs, my back against his chest. His hands run up the sides of my body, and his head dips down to whisper in my ear.
"Open your mouth." He whispers.
My lips slowly part, and he inserts two fingers. I suck his fingers just as I know he wants me to, and he pulls them out with a pop.
"Good girl." He praises.
His fingers slip into my panties, and make small, slow circles. My head rests back in the crook of his neck, and he kisses my temple.
"What do you want my love?" He asks with adoration in his voice.
"I want you to go inside me." I say.
His fingers slip inside me with ease, slowly curling in and out. I love when he goes from his rough controlling phases to his soft, sweet phases. He makes me feel so loved and appreciated and perfect.
"You're so beautiful.. I love you." He mumbles in my ear.
"I love you Tommy." I say back, grinding my hips against his fingers.
He quickens the pace, using his thumb to rub my clit to get me off faster. My moans fill the room, not holding back at all. I love giving him the reassurance that what he's doing feels good.
His lips attach to my neck, and he sucks on the one spot he knows feels best. I feel myself start to get close to my orgasm, my legs quivering slightly and the butterflies going crazy.
"Go ahead pretty girl." Tom encourages, and I come on his fingers, my lip catching between my teeth as I ride it out. He makes me feel so fucking good. His fingers pull out of me, and continue to run lightly over me, my sensitivity making my hips squirm under his touch.
"Watching you come undone for me never gets old." He smiles. "I love it."
After some time passes, and Tom and I cuddle in bed, the sky lights up with a green hue. My eyes widen, and I sit up in the bed to get a better view out of the window. This is beautiful.. I've always dreamed of seeing it in person. It's everything I pictured it would be and more.
"It's breathtaking." I say. "I could look at this view all night."
Toms eyes glance over me, and his runs his hand over my hair.
"I'd say my view is a whole lot better.." he smiles.
This boy.. I appreciate his existence so much.
I press my lips to his, and sit in his arms, continuing to enjoy the show of the northern lights.