Novel & Cerita Tommyinnit X Reader

I miss her. "Now Zayne isn't here, I need to ask you something I'm curious about," Tommy whispered. He was Zyaire's dark-haired friend with dark blue eyes and freckles all over his nose. Notwithstanding, he was still pretty in a cute kind of way. But you know how these things work, as long as he's in the midst of guys like Stephan and Zyaire, his beauty doesn't count much.

“I just sent you a few photos. Need visual confirmation.” My heart jumped. I opened the messaging app. Three images. The first: Tommy, slouched in a chair at an outdoor café. Shirt half-unbuttoned. Aviators on. Tan like he’d been there for weeks. One hand casually resting under the skirt of a blonde woman grinding on his lap as she kissed him like they were in a fucking porno. His expression wasn’t even smug—it was daring. Like he wanted the whole world to see. My blood ran ice-cold.

I had to ask. "The thing is." I started. "It's not an open invitation. But it's no longer an invitation for Tommy." "Really?" I could see that he was getting interested. "Yeah, really. The thing is. Well, it turns out. It turns out the invitation is for you." "For me?" He couldn't believe what I was saying. "Yeah. Mr Finch. I was going to fuck Tommy for the first time last night, but ever since I saw you. Or ever since you saw me. I don't want to fuck Tommy anymore. I want you."

she encouraged. “Is that what you’re going to do with Tommy?” Annabelle challenged. “See where things lead?” She squirmed under Annabelle’s pointed stare and looked away. “No, I’m not, but my situation is completely different.” “Your situation is better. A yoga instructor is a hell of a lot more respectable than a stripper.” “Tommy’s attracted to Annabelle Santini—sexy, sassy stripper. He doesn’t even know Anaisse Santini—quiet, responsible yoga instructor.”

I prop my phone on a stack of coasters, hit GO LIVE on the Riverbend Buy-N-Sell F******k group, and blow the camera a kiss. “Evening, y’all. Place your bets and your loads. Clock starts now.” First up is Tommy Lee, diesel mechanic, grease still under his nails. He drops his jeans, lines up, and slides home in one thrust. I’m already wet from the tequila shots and the sheer filth of what I’m doing. He groans like he’s dying, pumps exactly eight times, and unloads so hard I feel it splash my cervix. One. He pulls out, slaps my clit with his sloppy cock, and writes a fresh tally on my thigh with the Sharpie chained to the table. The chat explodes, 73 fire emojis in ten seconds.

I wanted to eat the whole damn shop but I decided against it. “No I’m good with just coffee”. “He’s got a good heart”. Lacey pipped up causing me to look at her. This was the second time I had heard this. I wasn’t interested in him and I was never going to let myself get into that position. By what Alanna just said her brother sounds like a player. “I’m not that kind of girl”. I shrugged. And I wasn’t. I didn’t sleep around. It took me a full year before I slept with Tommy.

He asked before Scar stepped forward to defend Jasmine, "Tommy, I- "Dismiss," Tommy said as Scar's head lowed before she and the rest of the gang left the room leaving Tommy and Jasmine alone, "What do you want to get, Jasmine, speak up," Tommy demanded as Jasmine gulped, "A T-Tattoo," she said as Tommy nodded before pulling her body into his as she gasped, "Where do you want to get it?" He asked caressing her body as her hands clenched onto his t-shirt, "I want w-words just like yours, but d-down my b-back," she stuttered as Tommy grip her onto her waist before burying his face in her neck leaving light kisses causing her eyes to automatically close.

Jace and Kelvin were acquaintances through him. “Room for one more?” Tyler asked, voice rough. He dropped his bag, stripped his shirt off—revealing his lean, toned chest—then his jeans. His cock was already rock-hard, thick and veined, curving slightly to the left. Amanda pulled off Kelvin’s dick, gasping. “Tyler—fuck—join us.” He stepped forward, stroked himself slowly. “You’ve been busy, baby.” Marcus grinned—still buried in her ass. “She’s insatiable. Come see.”

My thoughts were spinning fast as usual, and I was just about dipping a finger in my virgin cunt while pretending it was Jeremy doing those things to me, when my best friend's voice sounded through the hallway. “Teyan! Tell me you are getting ready for the final students partyyyy” “Shit. Carol is here. ” I panicked, quickly closing the fiction book and shoved it into my wardrobe. No one, not even Carol knew that I read erotic-dark romance novels. To them, I was always this nerdy saintful virgin who didn’t care about all that. Nerdy and virgin? Right. Saint? Hell no! The books were my delicious, filthy little secret. And I would have given my virginity away to Liam in english class if I wasn’