We found us | Book 1

Fuck me like you mean it

Evi:
It's been a week since Bill broke up with me and after all the crying, laying in bed, watching sad movies and listening to sad songs, Kim and Alicia finally managed to get me out of bed.
"Just come to the pub with us, it's the biggest party of the year. You can't miss it." Alicia says and Kim is already picking out my outfit.
"That means he will be there as well." I say, not sure how that makes me feel. I haven't seen him or spoken to him since that day. Same goes for Tom, other then a few texts or a quick wave through the window.
"Fuck him." Kim says. "Guys are jerks anyway."
I really thought he was different, I think to myself but don't say it out loud.
"Okay fine, but if I wanna go home, I'll just leave."
"Here, this will be perfect." Kim says while throwing a dress next to me on the bed.

We took our time getting ready, which means the pub is already very crowded and most people are already drunk.
We order ourselves a glass of wine and join the dancefloor.
It doesn't take long before my eye catches Bill and Tom. I turn the other way, trying to avoid Bill and Brenda.
I can't control myself and when I turn around again, I see Brenda grabbing him by the waist and pulling him closer to her.
My eyes meet hers and she looks at me with a grin on her face before kissing Bill.
Tears form in my eyes and without saying anything I put my glass on the first table I see, turn around and walk towards the exit.
I knew it was a bad idea coming here. I'm not ready to see Bill, especially not them together.

The fresh air makes me shiver as I walk outside.
I wrap my arms around me, trying to comfort myself.
"Evi?" I hear someone calling my name. It's Tom. I recognize that voice immediately.
I turn around for a second and see him walking towards me.
"I'm fine."
"I'll walk you home."
"You don't have to do that." I says softly.
"I dont want you to walk alone at this time. And the party is no fun anyway."
He shrugs his shoulders and looks at me with a little smile on his face.
"If you insist.."

We get home after a quiet walk and I open the front door.
"You wanna come inside? I don't wanna be alone." I stammer and briefly look at him.
He nods and follows me inside.
"Nick en Jessy are downstairs." I say and start walking upstrais, followed by Tom.

I quickly wipe the tears from my cheeks and throw my bag onto my desk.
"Come here." Tom says, of course he noticed the tears, and wraps his arms around me.

I bury my face on his chest and can't help but notice how similar his scent is to Bills.
I loosen the grip around him and feel him doing the same.
I look up and our eyes meet.
"Your face is almost exactly the same. The only difference is, you have a birthmark on your cheek and Bill has one on his chin." I let my fingertip slide from his cheek to his chin and follow my finger with my eyes.
I feel his warm hands on my back.
I stand on the tip of my toes and lean closer to him, to put my lips on his. Before our lips touch I feel him pushing me back a little and he whispers: "Evi.."
I take a few steps back and look at him.
"What's stopping you?" I ask. Athough it doesn't really sounds like a question.
"I'm not drunk, I'm not a virgin.. I know you want to." I look at him seductively and pull my dress over my head, not letting go of his gaze. I take a step in his direction again and place my hand on his chest. I feel his heart racing in his chest and his breathing is somewhat irregular.
I let my fingertip slide down from his chest to the edge of his jeans and look at him.
I gently caresses the skin just above the edge of his jeans.
"Don't you want me, Tom?"
"I do." He whispers with a hoarse voice.
"But Bi-"
"I don't care." I interrupt him, not wanting to hear that name again.
I loosen the button from his pants and put my lips on his briefly.
I look at him eagerly, almost in a beggin way.
I crave for his touch, more then I'd like to admit.
I hesitantly and slowly let my hand slide into his pants, waiting for him to stop me, but to my surprise he doesn't. He closes his eyes and as I put my lips on his I pull down his pants and boxer.
I feel his hands firmly stroking my back and loosen my bra claps.
My room is dark, the moonlight shining through the curtains being our only guidance.
Toms hands are stronger then Bills. They discover my body more firmly.
The kiss is more intense then I though it would be.
He gets me out of my panties and roughly pushes me onto the bed.

He gets on top of me, pushing his body close to mine.
His hands discover every inch of my body and a soft moan leaves my mouth when his tongue gently strokes my nipple.
I wanna turn us, so I'm on top of him but he roughly pushes me back and slides his dick inside me. As a reaction I cling to him tightly.
Tom thrusts slowly and gently, as if he is scared to hurt me. Bills face flashes through my mind, which is the opposite of what I want.
"Tom, harder."
"What?" He lies on top of me, not moving at all.
"Fuck me. Hard." I say firmly. When Tom continues at the same pace he was before, I stop him. "Fuck me like you mean it."
He slides out of me, roughly turns me around and immediately puts his dick inside me again, taking me from behind.
I'm on my knees, my forearms pressed against the mattress. Tom pulls my hair and a painful but approving groan leaves my mouth.