Mysterious Love - T.H. (discontinued)

9.

I went to the washroom to get myself cleaned and ready for bed while Tom used his washroom to do the same. I didn't know about Tom, but I was smiling every now and then whilst doing my routine before bed. I couldn't help but smile even if I thought of things that would stop me from smiling.

What ended a few minutes ago was stuck in my mind and caused me a great amount of euphoria. It's been a while since I had had sex and it felt good to return to it. The thought of the events that happened made me want to turn back time and experience it all over again but I knew that was impossible.

I'd keep a straight face for a few seconds but my lips would arch every time I looked at myself in the mirror. I couldn't help but think about Tom, which made me blush too. The thought of me, being like this for some guy, it made me feel a little embarrassed. I instantly started laughing quietly to myself when my mind wondered what the other people in the house had heard and thought about the situation. I wanted to know how they reacted and what they did to block out all of the noise. Most of all, I wanted to know the state of panic and embarrassment that they were all in from having to hear it.

Tom, on the other hand, didn't have much to do for his night routine unlike Lia. All he had to do was get himself cleaned up, brush his teeth, and wash his face. Meanwhile, Lia had more things planned for her skincare routine other than just washing and moisturizing it. He smirked to himself at the thoughts. Not only did it cause him euphoria, but he kept reminding himself that the biggest mobster ever was moaning out his name and became wet, all for him. He knew that it sounded cringe-worthy and awkward but Tom felt, somewhat, superior. He couldn't believe that he had such power over one of the strongest females ever.

He's never had someone as amazing as Lia and wanted to continue doing it even more. He just could not contain himself. The image of the smile on her face replayed in his head. The sound of his name rolling off of her tongue in a different tone sent doses of electricity to run through his veins. He had never seen someone so tough and strong become so soft and vulnerable in a matter of seconds. She was like vibranium until a few seconds ago, when she felt like glass to him. He wanted to be as fragile as possible in case he accidentally hurt her. He liked it though. No, he loved it. It made his heart do a thousand flip flops.

Tom finished up in the washroom and went straight to bed, setting his phone on the nightstand as it charged. He got under the covers and into the warm sheets of the bed that had belonged to him for a while now. He turned over to his side, ready to fall asleep and see where the world takes his relationship with Lia tomorrow. He was ready to conquer the world with the energy Lia fuelled him with. He closed his eyes so that he could fall asleep but nothing was working.

His heart was beating so fast that it basically ignored the fact that he wanted to sleep. His mind wouldn't stop thinking back to those moments he shared with Lia. He thought that it was all some small crush that he had that Elena noticed, wanting him to become confident enough to make a move, but it wasn't just some innocent crush anymore. He felt that he was falling in love with Lia but there was a part of him that tried to persuade himself into thinking that he was just horny, needy, and lonely.

Yet, the part that he thought about the most was when they both laid down beside each other on her desk, tired and covered in sweat. He kept thinking that maybe he was falling in love with her. That he was starting to grow out of an innocent crush and grow into something much more serious after replaying the same scenario in his head over, and over again.

She looked at him with so much lust and love while her lips arched into a smile. "You were amazing." She huffed out, breathless.

Tom's eyes remained on the ceiling for a few seconds before he finally gazed down at Lia. She was cuddling Tom and had her arms around his bare chest. Their hearts felt like they were both beating in sync and there was a type of connection between them that felt so strong.