One Wild Night

Once Lucy returned to the living room, she sat on the couch opposite Tom, and he raised a questioning brow.

"What?" She asked when she noticed the way he was staring at her.

"I guess I'm going to have to teach you a lot of things when it comes to relationships. You can't sit that far away from your man," Tom said, patting the spot next to him for her to join him.

"If I wanted to learn about relationships you don't think I will go to someone whose relationships actually work?" Lucy muttered under her breath, loud enough for Tom to know she said something, but low enough for him not to hear what she had said. 

"Did you say something?" Tom asked, and Lucy shook her head. 

"I just think we don't need to get too close to each other since we both know it's not real," Lucy said with a shrug.

"I said it's real but temporary," Tom corrected.

"Does that mean you are going to... I mean, like are we going to do things people in real relationships do?" Lucy asked uncomfortably, and Tom grinned when he saw the blush that stained her cheeks. 

"What do you mean by 'things'?" Tom asked, blinking at her innocently.

Why did she always have to be so shy and embarrassed about normal things like these? This was one of those times she wished she was as outspoken as Sonia was. Maybe she needed to let Sonia coach her, Lucy thought in frustration.

"Kissing and stuff?" She asked without meeting his gaze. 

"I don't know what you mean by stuff, but the answer is YES. Why? Do you have an issue with kissing me?" Tom asked, and Lucy swallowed. 

Was she supposed to answer this question?

"I don't know if you remember, but the first night we met, you asked me to kiss you first, so I don't think you have an issue with kissing me," Tom said, making Lucy close her eyes in embarrassment. Now she wished the ground would open up and swallow her. 

"No need to feel too embarrassed. Now come here," Tom said, patting the seat once again.

"You need to know that I don't like PDA (Public displays of affection)," Lucy said, and Tom raised both brows. 

"I don't think so," Tom said with a shake of his head.

"You don't need to think so. I'm just telling you I don't like clingy people, and I don't like PDA," Lucy said.

"How can you say you don't like something you haven't even experienced before? Shouldn't you come to such a conclusion only after you have been in a relationship and experienced it?" Tom asked, making Lucy's brow pull together in a frown. 

"I've seen other people in relationships do it, and I don't like it. I don't have to experience something to know how I feel about it," Lucy countered stubbornly.

Tom smiled at that, "We will see about that. Enough of the argument already, come sit beside me. I'm clingy and I love PDA, who knows? Maybe that's why they all left," Tom lied since he had never been clingy with any of the ladies in his past. He hadn't even taken his time to know them enough to tell them the truth before started acting up.

Lucy sighed as she stood up, and walked over to where he was. Once she sat down beside him, Lucy's heart skipped a beat when he pulled her close to himself so that her head was on his chest. She tried to move away, but Tom wrapped both arms around her as he placed his nose in her hair to inhale it. 

"Your hair smells really nice," he whispered, making her stay still. 

In that position, the powerful scent of his cologne flooded her nostrils, and she took in a deep breath. She had always wanted to sniff his body, and now she realized she was doing just that. 

He was her temporary boyfriend, right? So she at least had the right to do this. If he could be clingy and hold her this way when he had someone else he liked, then she could also be selfish and do whatever she wanted. 

Her mouth went completely dry when he moved his nose from her hair down to her ear and then her neck, "I love your body spray too," Tom said, fighting the urge to kiss her neck. 

Lucy swallowed as she felt the tip of his nose on her neck, and one of his hands moved to touch her hair. Was he going to have sex with her now? She wondered.

Tom slowly cupped the back of her head, and weaved his hand into her hair, massaging her scalp gently in a way that made a sigh escape from her lips. He placed the other hand under her chin and raised her face so that she was looking at him. 

Lucy's heart skipped a beat as she met his gaze, and she involuntarily swallowed. Her little pink tongue darted out of her mouth to wet her dry lips, and Tom's eyes followed the movement.

They both looked into each other's eyes for a moment while Lucy's heart fluttered. Tom bent his head down a bit and paused as he waited for Lucy to make the next move. 

As if she was being compelled by his eyes, she raised her head slightly too in a way that their faces were now very close to each other, and his breath fanned her face. 

Tom swallows as he looked into her beautiful face, while his hand behind her hair resumed massaging her scalp. Her eyes fluttered as she tried to keep it open.

Just a kiss, Tom promised himself. He wasn't going to take it further than a kiss. He just wanted to taste her lips right now. He needed to.

Using the hand behind her hair, he pushed her head forward, and before she knew it he covered her lips with his own. Her lips tasted of wine, so he suckled on it. He sucked her lower lip, eliciting an involuntary moan from her, and after sucking on the lower lip for a while he moved to the upper one, wanting to suck out the wine on it until he could taste just her. 

He dipped his tongue slightly inside her mouth, kissing her deeply as he nibbled on her lips with his teeth. Lucy moaned loudly this time as her hand moved to the front of his shirt and grabbed it for support. Her toes curled, and her stomach fluttered as she tried to think of what was happening. 

Were they finally going to have sex? What could she do now? She wondered as her hand moved over his body, and she returned the kiss, trying to match his passion. She knew she wasn't exactly a good kisser, since she was inexperienced, but she tried to mimic everything he was doing.

Tom lifted her off the couch without breaking the kiss and placed her over his leg so that she was straddling him as they kissed. In this new position, Lucy raised a hand to his head and weaved her finger into his short crop of hair as he was doing to hers and gently massaged it too. 

A groan escaped from Tom's lips, making him realize that if he was going to stop, then he needed to stop now that he still could. Could he? He wondered as he opened his eyes to look at Lucy whose eyes were closed as she kissed him. He slowly withdrew his hand from her hair and ran it down her back before breaking the kiss. 

Lucy's eyes fluttered open, and slowly the mist of desire faded from her eyes, replaced by confusion. 

What had just happened between them? How come her body had reacted that way? Why did he stop so abruptly? 

She wasn't having sex with him because she desired him, was she? She was having sex with him only because he had said she owed him that, and both Sonia and Lucas had said the same thing, right? So why then was she wishing he hadn't stopped?

And what was that thing poking her... Her eyes slightly widened in surprise when she realized she was still seated on his legs, and what she was feeling between her legs was his erection. She quickly got off his lap as her face flushed a bright red. 

Tom on the other hand who had been watching all the emotions that flickered on her face, almost chuckled when she slid off his lap, and put some distance between them without leaving the couch. She did desire him after all, he thought in satisfaction. 

"Do you think I'm a bad kisser? Perhaps that's why they left?" He asked with a teasing smile.

She cleared her throat, "Are we still going to watch the movie, or you want to talk?" she asked without looking at him since she could guess that he was probably laughing at her. 

"I guess I'm a terrible kisser after all," Tom said with a mock sigh as he turned on the television and DVD player. 

Bad kisser my ass! Lucy thought as she tried to compose herself, and focused her attention on the television. She didn't bother to look in Tom's direction as they watched the movie. Not even when he offered her the chocolate mousse dessert, did she look at him. She accepted the glass from him and thanked him before digging into it.

Tom grinned to himself as he ate. He knew that all he needed to do, was keep tempting and teasing her this way, and soon she would stop feeling this embarrassed around him. 

Halfway into the movie, Tom who had been engrossed in the movie turned to see Lucy who had dozed off as promised. She had folded her body into a small ball on the couch so that she wouldn't touch him, and her head was resting in the crook of the armchair.

He chuckled when he noticed that she was holding on to the dessert spoon in one hand, and there were chocolate residues on the edge of her lips. 

"How adorable," he murmured to himself as he moved closer to her. He considered waking her up to take her home but decided against it when he saw how peaceful and lovely she looked in her sleep. Besides, she was his girlfriend now, so she could sleep over, Tom thought with a grin as he bent down and placed one arm under her legs, and the other behind her neck before lifting her off the couch.

Lucy stirred in her sleep at the sudden motion and her eyes fluttered open as he carried her to his bedroom. She looked at Tom sleepily before snuggling closer to him, much to his surprise.