Tommy Shelby X Reader Novels & Stories

After that Tommy just sleeps with her from the beginning, no more nightmares. The other thing that keeps happening is the erotic touching in the shower and the morning wood rubdown. After their shower this day he helps her begin to get dressed. Standing by the bed, he only gets her into her bra and panties before Tia asks Tommy, "It's been almost a week. Why is it I can only sleep when you're here but when I'm alone I have those damn dreams?" Tommy chuckles and replies, "Sis, I'm a mechanic not a psychiatrist. You have more training in that than I do. Didn't they have classes on how to handle people when letting them know they didn't get whatever position. Shit like that?"

Jeremy says loud enough for everyone to hear. “Not the time or the place,” Raymond reminds us. And he puts his arm around Jeremy squeezing. Jeremy and I take a step apart and I don’t realize how close Nickolas his now standing to me. As I lean on the rail he does too and our hands touch. Shelby-He likes us. Me-He is drawn to power. Jeremy likes us. Shelby-Oh they both do. we get to choose. We have two boys who want us. Me-You really are horny.

He kissed her tenderly and softly, as if knowing she needed a moment to recover from the ecstasy of hearing the guy she’d loved forever pledge his life to her. “You bet I will,” she whispered against the side of his mouth, knowing that, as far as dreams went, this one was the stuff made of legends. “Let's get out of here; Tommy is waiting for us," Amaya mumbled with a small smile. “Where is he, anyway?” “With Tyler and Mary.” “Good, I need to pay them a visit, maybe thank them for taking care of you and our son.” THE END OF BOOK ONE Coming Soon… Justin and Allena’s Story

I saw Shelly, licked her lips, and stared at Lyle, like he was going to protect her from me. Oh yeah right, I thought. I squeeze him like a fucking bug! I am not going to ask again?” How do you know, Sherry, you two?” I demand them. Shelly opened up her mouth. Started to say. "Well, you see... To be continued... Sorry ya’ll, I am a stinker again, he-he. Just wait until you find out how they both know Sherry. Thanks for reading and following my story.

(Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all) I listen intently, my eyes never leaving yours. A slow, knowing smile spreads across my face as I take in every word, every detail of your story. “Mmm, Tommy, is it? Sounds like he knows how to handle a woman. You like it rough, don’t you? The way he took control, made her beg for it. I can almost feel it, the way he filled her , made her come undone.” I reach out, my fingers lightly tracing the line of your jaw, my touch electric.

"You're a part of his world now, whether you like it or not." The next few days were a blur of research and half-hearted attempts to return to my normal life. Alex and his dark secrets felt like a siren call, impossible to ignore. I found myself at "Le Chateau de Sade" again, the BDSM shop, my thoughts racing with images of Alex and the bond between us. The scent of leather and musk filled my nose as I perused the racks. The shopkeeper, a knowing smile playing on her lips, watched me from behind the counter. She knew, of course. They all did. The supernatural community of New Orleans had a way of finding out these things. "Looking for something in particular, darling?" she purred.