gold rush - tom wilson
tom wilson x reader
warnings: age gap (but it’s not awful, 22 and 28). smut!! basically just a bunch of cheesy fluff and smut
word count: 8,774
summary: every year, y/n goes to the beach with her family, and this one year she so happens to be staying in the house next to the washington capitals while they’re on their post season vacation. so what happens when she meets the guy of her absolute dreams.
every year my family takes a trip the outer banks, the warm sunny coast of north carolina. tanned skin and the occasional summer love are less common than to be thought but i wanted to change that this summer. i was turning 22 and about to graduate college but it was the last time this would be a true summer break before i ventured off into the real world, and the last time i would be around my family on the regular before i graduated next year.
the car ride was long and excruciating. my legs were killing me when we got out and i felt almost every bone in my body pop at once. it was day one of 14 on the beach trip and by day 7 you were already bored every other year but that had to change this time.
“y/n, honey come get your bags!”
mom had shouted from the stairwell as i settled into the bedroom i occupied in the same house we rented every year. the room was at the top of the house.
the ceiling came down in a peak at the top, slanted ceilings coming together around a large windows from floor to ceiling that reached out over the view of the beach. there were doors that opened to a balcony that had two chairs to let you watch the sunrise and it was honestly the best room in the house. you only stayed in it due to the fact that the narrow staircase to the room made it annoying to anyone else but you.
the room was bright and white, the sheets were soft and the duvet was fluffy, it always had been. books riddled ceiling high book shelves and a soft rug covered the hard wood floor. past the staircase there was a short hallway to a bathroom and a closet, and everything in the room seemingly flowed together.
i padded down the stairs, grabbing my bags before hauled them back up. i was exhausted from the ride, and bringing the bags up the stairs didn’t help, so suddenly i felt the need to finally sleep in the bed again.
i opened the doors leading to the balcony to hear the ocean, waves crashing against one another before fizzling out onto the soft sands. the smell was exquisite and moments after yelling down that i was going to go to sleep i was out like a light.
i had a good feeling about this vacation.. something would happen.
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while time passed, the mid afternoon breeze shifted to a cooler air as the sun began to fall over the houses, the bright sky turning to a soft pink. a chill covered my body, resulting in my body to shiver and shift in discomfort before i awoke.
slowly getting out of bed, i grabbed my phone to see not many useful notifications.
i padded across my room and stepped onto the balcony before leaning out over it. i could see my family out on the beach below me , my mom and sister sitting together while my dad fished along the darkening coastline.
i fought the urge to yell down at them and instead pulled a sweater on from my luggage before i walked downstairs and out onto the beach from the house.
i sighed, feeling the cool sand between my toes as i walked out to my family.
i scared my sister, walking up, she jumped as she saw my figure on one side of her while i spoke to my mom.
“well look who decided to join us?” my mom chirped.
“hi mama.” i smiled, looking around to see a crowd of guys just down the way, having a fire. “did you guys already eat dinner?”
mom nodded before she looked back up at me. “yeah but we got you something saved in there if you’d like it.”
i nodded and looked out over the beach. it was gorgeous.
sitting outside with my parents, and my sister, slowly they’d go inside while i sat on the beach. the sun was setting and i could sense the collective that it was time to go inside, and after eating and showering, we had decided maybe we’d get in bed earlier and get up early in the morning.
trailing my way upstairs, i got a chill down my back, feeling how the coolness had consumed my room. going to my balcony to close the doors, i looked down to see that same group of people still out there, now it just being a few of the men that had been there before with some plucked off, assumed wives and girlfriends inside amonst other guys.
one stood out as he had stood up, stretching. he was tall and from the view i got, he looked strong was probably good looking. i knew i saw him earlier but he didn’t stand out as much as he had now..
i shook it off, closing the two doors before i dove into bed, cuddling into the blankets as i warmed up against the soft sheets.
the night came and went, i tossed and turned before sleep finally over came me and i was woken up by the sunrising through the windows. covering my face, i rolled back over and passed out again until it neared 10 am and i could finally push myself out of bed.
it was sunny and the first thing i did was step onto the balcony to spot the waves, temperature and whoever was on the beach.
as i walked out, my sister had walked out as well.
“mornin!” i shouted down to her, she turned her head to see me and smiled, waving. she walked out from off the access to the beach, a surf board under her arm as she walked out. she was the surfer of the two of us. her hair looked as if she had already been out once today and was just in for a snack or breakfast.
i looked around some more, seeing a few of the same guys i had seen the night before, this time closer.
while the houses weren’t set super close together, leaning over i could see that they were in the house neighboring us. the house was much bigger and on a scale seemed like one of those mass produced beach houses and not one of the bigger scaled cottages like we had.
as i watched, i noticed a distinct difference within the people in the group. i could hear faint accents as they spoke but only when the occasional one spoke loud enough for me to hear it. a lot seemed to be around the same age but there was one guy that stood out to be younger before he had walked back inside… i stood there and studied them for a while until i felt the need to make my way back indoors, as i knew i had just sat there in hopes of seeing that guy again.
i walked downstairs and met my parents eating breakfast as they had set out a plate for me. i gave my good mornings and grabbed the plate as i walked outside to eat while i stood in the sun, risen in the sky.
i thought ab some mundane activities to accomplish after I finished eating and my first option was to go on the beach in hopes of maybe seeing the same guy again, if anything, my hopes were that he was alone and hopefully i could approach him or speak to him.. just somehow.
and after eating, i had walked upstairs and realized there was an item or two left in the car from the night before and i padded downstairs to find it.
walking outside i would see two of the guys getting in a car to go somewhere.. and i saw him. his hair was a mess and he looked like he had just rolled out of bed and was going out with another one of the guys for something of conveniency. i stepped onto the concrete of our driveway, waving to them.
“morning!” i smiled, a hospitality smile covered my face.
i was still wearing what i wore to sleep, a large zip up jacket and shorts. i was barefoot and looked like a mess but i didn’t mind.
the two men waved back..and the one that i had my eyes on the night before, i had especially caught his attention. this was the first time i got a good look at his face and he was.. so handsome.. and from what i had seen the night before his body lived up to the expectations i had imagined.
“goodmorning!” he smiled before he got into a car with the other driver who had just waved back.
as i had searched through the car, one of them kept their eyes on me as they pulled out of the driveway. and when i finished, they were gone.
walking back inside it had been made apparent that the family was getting ready to go on the beach for the day so i ran upstairs and got ready, pulling on some cute patterned bathing suit that made me feel comfortable in my skin, and then a jacket to cover said skin as i walked through the house, the same zip up one i had on before. putting sunglasses deep in my hair, before i ran downstairs with a phone and book in hand, as if i’d even read the book.
i beat my family out the door to walk to the beach, practically skipping as the sun was warm and the atmosphere was great. people were on the beach but not too many to be obnoxious and i could enjoy myself and maybe even take a walk or swim without being crowded.
padding down to where my sister was sitting on her surf board, i stood above her while she had a sandwich in her mouth.
“hi.. is the water nice?”
“for you maybe” she protested with a full mouth “the waves aren’t very good but i’m sure you’d like that.”
“yeah you’re right.” i smiled, looking out at the beach. “have you seen the guys that are staying next to us?”
“have i? mom told me ab how you’ve been gawking at them since last night.”
“how does she know that?” my cheeks turned a soft shade of pink, out of pure embarrassment
“well, you were practically staring at them last night, and this morning you were watching them from the balcony and she said something about hearing you talk to someone outside when you walked out front this morning.”
i put my head down , looking back at my mom in embarrassment.
“yeah.. whatever.” i mumbled, walking away from my sister in order to help my parents.
setting up our stuff, i sat down in the sun while i waited for something exciting to happen, and it finally did.
those people staying next door must have finally gotten up cause the girls that were with them came outside.. and then soon after all the men did too. and the one i had my eyes on came out, looking around the beach, he saw me and gave a short wave. i looked away quickly, my cheeks turning red as he probably knew i was staring at him as he had walked out.
(short change of pov.)
“hm.. that was odd.” another guy mumbled to the guy that had originally waved at you.
“yeah. but did you see her last night though? she was out with her family. she’s so pretty.” he spoke back as he set up his chair, grabbing a bottle of sun screen.
“yeah she is. but do you really think you can speak to her when she’s with her parents? no way in hell dude.”
he shrugged, staring at you for a moment before looking back out at the ocean.
“hey willy, don’t get tied up with a girl at the beach.. it’s gonna be hard for you to let her go, especially if she looks like her.”
he shrugged off the other guy before he decided to walk out to the water.
(back to our normal pov)
the day faded fast. i had gone swimming with my sister at one point but after that i laid in the sun tanning the whole day.
but the whole day, all i wanted to do was talk to that one guy.. and the chance seemed to arise when my family was going inside but i decided to stay out, as the sun began to lower in the sky.
i could hear someone moving closer but ignored it as i thought the guy and his friends had gone inside for the day. but his voice rang in my ears as he was standing above me.
i opened my eyes , shaking a little as i heard his voice.
“hi.” he spoke , his voice was hefty and strong. “oh- wait sorry i didn’t mean to scare you”
“hello?” i responded, sitting up to look up at him, removing my sunglasses from my eyes.
“this may sound so weird, but my friend told me.. that i couldn’t talk to you because you were with your family and i wanted to prove him wrong. and since you’re alone, i think it’s a perfect time.”
my cheeks began to turn a pale pink as i had realized he talked to his friends about me… ugh. embarrassing.
“oh.. well i guess you caught me at a good time , now didn’t you?” i laughed, pulling my sunglasses off my face entirely. he leaned down, sitting in the sand, to be closer at face level with my chair.
“yeah i guess i did, im tom” his hair was long , but cut in a way where you could tell he styled it. he had a healing scar on the bridge of his nose and he had very pretty eyes. he his jaw was strong and he looked strong.. his body lived up to what i had saw the night before. the t-shirt he wore clung to his body, and i genuinely didn’t know how to take it.
“i’m y/n..” i smiled, offering him a hand to shake. yknow, shaking someone’s hand in this situation would seem so awkward but in reality i just wanted to feel what his hands were like. he gladly accepted and his hand engulfed my own before i sat back, my hands planted behind me in my chair.
“you from around here? that accent isn’t very fooling..”
“no im not.. i live in washington.” he shrugged, trying not to give away his occupation if he hadn’t already. “you from here?”
“yeah.. sorta. here and there.” i gave him some cryptic answer, which he didn’t seem to mind. he seemed even a little amused as a soft laugh left him.
our conversation seemed to be cut short.. hearing my name being called from the beach access by my sister.
“HEY CMON WE HAVE DINNER TO GO TO.”
i rolled my eyes and placed my sunglasses on the top of my head. he stood up and helped me out of my chair, offering me a hand. i gladly accepted.
“older or younger sister?”
“younger.. two years.” i said, grabbing my chair and folding it up. we stood in silence for a moment before i looked up at him, his strong figure towering over my own. “i uh.. i gotta go. if i don’t she’ll run out here and drag me.”
“well. i’ll see you again, right?”
“sure..” i smiled, beginning to make my way towards my sister, turning around to wave at him before i ran across the sand to get to her faster. the smile on my face grew even bigger, stepping up to her she started giggling.
“IS THAT THE GUY?”
we both did a little two step before i responded. “YEAH IT WAS!!!”
the two of us went inside, getting ready with messy, salty hair, getting dressed up before we went to go to some restaurant on the island. the whole night , i couldn’t stop thinking ab the way he looked at me and it took so long for me to be snapped out of it when my sister snapped at me to get it together.
“did you get his number?” my mom spoke from across the table.
“huh?” i said, acting confused, knowing good and well i knew what she was talking about.
“that guy, on the beach. he was the guy from the house next door you kept staring at.. did you get his number?”
“o-oh!! him.. ahah yeah.. no…” my cheeks turned red as i looked anywhere but at my family. i started at my plate, poking at my food nervously.
“oh wow.. he seemed like he liked you, you really should’ve.” she shrugged, basically saying ‘that’s a shame.’
i let out a sigh of relief, realizing she wouldn’t press anymore while i sat there, slowly beginning to eat again.
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that night, returning back to the house, i dove into bed, exhausted from the day out at the beach. i picked up my phone and saw it was only 9 so i decided to drag myself out of bed, getting into the shower to clean my hair. it was so tangled and i knew i wouldn’t be able to sleep with the taste of salt on my skin.
after i got out, i wrapped a towel around my body and walked back into my room, going to open the doors to the beach again.
i stuck my head out and saw tom outside again, sitting alone in the cool summer air.
he looked up as he heard the doors open, our eyes meeting.
“hi” he smiled, raising his hand, shouting slightly so i could hear him.
he couldn’t see my full form, especially in the dark but the lights on in my room left not much to the imagination besides the towel that covered my form.
“h-hi!!” i attempted to wave, still having my towel cover my body. “wait, let me change. i just got out of the shower.”
he nodded as i stepped away, changing quickly before i walked back outside, standing over the edge of my balcony, leaning on the railing as he got up from his seat, being as close as possible between the separation of the two houses, so he wouldn’t have to full on yell and disturb his house mates.
“we didn’t get to talk much earlier, but i wanted to ask you for your number earlier?” he asked, his hand coming up behind his head to scratch at his neck.
“oh well aren’t you quite the charmer?“ i giggled, reaching my hands out over the ledge. “i’m sure you’ll see me again when we’re closer. why don’t i give it to you then?” i tilted my head to the side, giving him a wonky smile.
“ugh.. fine. meet me on the beach in the morning.” his smile on his face was infectious, making his eyes crinkle.
“deal. i’ll consider it a date.” i stepped down from the ledge, realizing i probably should get some sleep. he took the cue as well.
“maybe we should both get some sleep, yeah?” he spoke up at me.
“yeah.. i’ll see you in the morning then! goodnight tom!” i smiled and walked back into my room, hearing him say it back as i began to close the doors.
then as i finished, i dove into bed, giggling like a little girl. kicking my legs before i fell asleep, thinking about the possibilities of tomorrow.
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the next morning, i woke up as the sun began to rise, watching the sunrise from my bed before i did my morning routine, brushing my hair and teeth, washing my face and pulling on a jacket before i walked downstairs. i quietly made breakfast for myself, sitting at the island while i ate in silence, humming a soft song to myself.
“good morning” my dads voice came from down the hallway and i turned my head before smiling.
“good morning” i responded, quietly. i stood up and placed my dishes in the sink and made my way to go outside.
“where you going?”
“outside for a bit.. before it gets super hot.” i smiled and opened the door, slipping out before i walked up the access to the beach. the sun was warm but not absolutely awful and i looked around before i saw tom, standing there. he had just walked out as well and i felt proud of myself for syncing our times.
we seemed to meet in the middle, before he asked if i wanted to go on a walk.
“hm.. i thought you just wanted my number.” i quipped, obviously chasing after him as he began to walk.
stuffing my hands into my pockets of my jacket, i walked along side him, staring out at the beach ahead of us.
“i just wanted to get to know you over something that isn’t text. maybe me asking you to do this was to trick you.”
“maybe..” i looked up at him with a short smile.
we walked in silence for a bit, our energy seemed to click so talking didn’t seem so necessary this early in the morning, but almost what felt like an hour of walking, a conversation budded as we sat down along the beach. crossing my legs , i sat next to him, our knees touching.
“how long are you here for?” he said, looking down at me as i stared at the waves, the tide slowly going out.
“uh. two weeks. i came in yesterday so i have twelve more days. what about you?”
“well.. me and my team- coworkers.. are here for our break. we got here last week on friday? so i think we’re leaving in a week and a half.”
i noticed he corrected himself but i thought nothing of it, he seemed a little more nervous after his slip up.
“oh wow. we won’t leave at the same time, what will i do without you here..” i giggled. “do you usually come down here?”
“not always. sometimes i go back home, i’m from canada.”
“i could tell, the accent. my family always rents out the same home just about every year. i always stay in that same room upstairs. once my mom had to lock those balcony doors when i was little because i would always try to go out there.”
i smiled, remembering the moments in that house from my childhood.
“what do you do for a living?” i looked up at him, and suddenly he blanked. this was the one question he didn’t want to be asked but he thought that if we had gotten this far and i didn’t recognize him, i wouldn’t care by now.
“i um.. okay don’t promise to freak or anything?”
“promise.” sticking out my pinkie finger with a smile. he took it and wrapped his around it.
“i’m a professional hockey player. i play for the washington capitals.”
“the who now? sorry i’m not into hockey, i know about the canes and sidney crosby. that’s it.”
a dry laugh left him, trying not to bust out laughing. the situation was funny to him, which made me a little embarrassed, especially because not only did i not know him as a celebrity but because of the way i questioned him.
“the washington capitals are actually one of their rivals..” he laughed. “i’m tom wilson, i’m a forward and people hate me.” he shrugged and turned to stare out at the ocean. “i was kind of relieved to know you didn’t know who i was.. i just wanted to be at peace for once, and maybe now i’ll get it.”
“hm. well i’m glad i can bring that for you.. but if you intend to hangout with me for the next week and a half, you’ll have to teach me about hockey.”
i purposefully implied that we’d hangout again just to see his reaction and it was surprisingly good, thank god. i saw the smile on his face grow before he turned back to me.
“why don’t we walk back? i’m getting hungry.”
agreeing, he helped me up, his large hands engulfed mine as he helped me to my feet. he told me all about his team members and stuff he was clearly holding back during the whole walk to the houses. he had held it all in and it made it all the better to see him in his element.
it made it almost sad when we got back to our homes and we had to part ways, before he asked if i wanted him to make us food. implying i’d have to go inside with him.. which scared me.
“i don’t want to disturb your friends..”
“most of them are gone for the day, i promise it’s fine.”
“will you kill me?”
“yes. y/n, i’m gonna kill you.” his face went straight before the two of us let out a laugh. “no i’m not. cmon.”
i gave in. which was probably against my better judgment but if anything i could scream loud enough and my moms motherly senses would tingle.
walking into the back door, the house was surprisingly clean for a bunch of men starting there but it was apparent that their wives or girlfriends were staying with them too.
walking me into the kitchen, i felt my phone buzz in my pocket and i grabbed it, staring at my sisters face light up my phone.
“oh hold on.”
holding my phone to my ear, i sighed.
“WHERE ARE YOU?” she shouted into my ear, and a laugh left tom, as he could hear her from the other side.
“dude.. calm down. im next door.”
“with that guy?”
“yes. he has a name yknow.”
“UGH. okay well mom and dad were worried.. dad said you told him you’d be going outside.”
“well yeah.. but last night- actually i’ll just tell you later. tell dad im safe and grown and i can handle myself.”
the call ended and i looked back up at him.
“i say we have 2 hours before she comes to look for me and get me to come out on the beach with her.”
i said as i sat down at the island countertop while he pulled some stuff out to make breakfast.
“you allergic to anything?” he asked, his eyes shifting to meet mine.
shaking my head he continued with making breakfast. “good.”
he continued quietly, placing a plate down in front of me as he finished.
“wow, i’ve never been with a man that can actually cook...” i smiled, taking the fork from his hand as he leaned over the counter opposite to me.
quietly eating, as he stared out the window to the beach, i stared at him. examining the features that traced his face.
his nose was large, it was pretty and i could see a small scar on the bridge of his nose, from what i presumed was hits in fights. his eyes were gorgeously blue and his post season hair had clearly been growing out. it curled slightly around his ears and it was honestly cute.
“what?” his voice flooded my ears as i had zoned out, staring at him.
“what? oh! sorry..” i looked away, cheeks pink.
“it’s okay.. sometimes you can’t excuse the beauty right in front of you.” he rolled his eyes as sarcasm laced his voice. i continued to avoid eye contact out of embarrassment.
his hand reached out, grabbing the plate from me.
he went to the sink to clean up the kitchen and i rose from my seat in protest.
“wait, let me help you.”
standing there, the two of us had our hands in the sink, i dried while he rinsed the dishes off. i looked up at him as he stared down at the plates, rinsing them off before he grabbed the pans he used.
he looked down at me , our eyes meeting before i could look away.
“here. it’s the last thing.” he smiled as i dried off the pan.
“thank you” i chirped before i laid it onto the drying rack after i finished wiping it down. as i finished, tom reached over me to grab the towel and wipe his hands.
his chest rubbed against my shoulder as he reached, the contact of our bodies causing me to inhale deeply.
“what?” he said, looking down at me again, placing his hand down on the edge of the sink, only slightly caging me in.
“n-nothing?” i laughed, my hands coming up in defense.
“no.. there’s something. tell me..” his free hand came up, taking my hand into his.
“there’s nothing!” my eyes were soft, doughy, my staring up at him through my lashes.
the energy between the two of us suddenly changed. it felt dark and was different, his hand tightening only slightly around mine, before he leaned closer.
he slowly moved in, not going in for the kill, but coming close. my cheeks burned red, i couldn’t imagine i looked anything more than a flustered deer in headlights.
“yeah sure.” his smile was deadly before he leaned down, his lips ghosting over mine before i pushed pressure to my tip toes, our lips meeting, pressing heavy against his.
he brought his hand on the sink to my waist, urging me closer before our lips separated.
“tom..”
“yeah?”
he pushed my body back against the counter, caging me in, letting my hand go so he could press it down to the other side of me.
my hands came up to his chest before i wrapped them around his neck, pulling him into a kiss again. “come here.” i whispered before his lips met mine again.
a soft noise left me as his lips parted against my mouth, urging me to let him in. it got so heated, his tongue against mine before the sound of a truck rolling into the driveway broke away our kiss.
“shit-“ he whispered, reluctantly pulling his lips from mine. he stared down at me for a moment before he pulled away completely.
“will they kill you for having me in here?” i looked at him, with pleading eyes.
“maybe.”
“then get me out!” my eyes were wide, his face didn’t seem to yield the same response until he heard the door begin to unlock and suddenly it was like his judgment had no longer been clouded. the two of us ran from the kitchen, through the living room then threw ourselves out the back door, before he made me run he pulled me close by my shirt.
“i’ll text you.” and he kissed me quickly before he told me to run on the wooden beach access in bare feet and i did. as long as the two of us didn’t get caught.
as soon as i got onto the beach, i awkwardly sped walk back to the family house and stepped inside after making my way back to the porch.
i let out a soft sigh as i stepped inside, my sister with wet hair and a wet suit stared at me as she had come inside after surfing.
“you guys get caught or what..”
“almost.”
“DOING WHAT? actually, don’t answer that. i don’t want to know.” she covered her face, embarrassed, before she dragged her hands down her face. “now tell me what you were gonna tell me earlier, about seeing him last night.”
“oh? OH yeah that. on the balcony, i opened my doors and you can see into their like.. patio area?? and he was sitting outside. so we talked and agreed to meet outside this morning to exchange phone numbers. instead we went on a walk.. apparently he’s a professional ice hockey player.”
“SAY WHAT NOW?”
“YEAH. he plays for the washington capitals, and i don’t know anything about hockey but that’s pretty cool.” i smiled, getting a little giddy.
“so he’s rich? like he’s gotta make a lot of money.”
i stared at her and hit her shoulder.
“go back to what you were doing. i’m not gonna tell you everything i know about him, he’s got personal secrets.”
“that you know?”
“maybe.” i gave her a smug smile before running up to my room to change for the day.
after that morning with tom, it was all i could think about and my whole world revolved around my phone as i waited for him to tell y or call or do something just so i could talk to him and finally i got it.
‘come to the beach, i want to see you.’
was all the text. i rolled my eyes and pulled on my bathing suit before i ran down the stairs and outside, shutting the door to walk out to my family on the beach.
the thing with this whole thing between us was that the idea that we were moving too fast didn’t even click in my mind, due to the fact that it was a moment and spur of flirtatious behavior before even becoming friends and getting to know each other. who cared though? it was a beach trip.. the idea that i may never see him again swelled in my mind but i didn’t care as i pointed over at him standing knee deep in the water, telling my parents i’d be back “he’s the guy.” before i ran over and tackled him into the water, scaring him as he grabbed me tightly, bringing me down with him. the two of us getting knocked harder with an oncoming wave. tom got up and with me in his arms dragged me to stand on my feet, helping me cough up a chest of water.
“that didn’t go like i wanted-“ i heaved, as he rubbed my shoulder.
“it’s okay, you’re not dead.” he smiled as he continued to help me get water out of my system until i had fully recovered.
after i recovered, i felt him grab me and pick me up, carrying me out in his arms into the water. he carried me further so that the waves didn’t wash over me and as he carried me i could tell he was determined to get me out of the part where waves wouldn’t form or break so it was calm. as we got out there he dropped me out of his arms and i immediately grabbed back to him as i realized it was a lot deeper then he made it seem.
“let go, you’re okay.” he rolled his eyes, taking my hands from his arms, holding them in the air as i found the ground, still sinking below him.
i took my hands from him, bringing them down into the water before i splashed him, causing him to cough, spitting up the salt water.
“hey!” he snapped before he splashed me back even harder.
“you got it in my eyes!” i cried out as i held my palm to my face.
“you just keep getting hurt , and it’s all self inflicted.” he laughed as he sank down in the water, close to me. his face hovered in front of mine, his hand coming up to remove my hand from my face before he leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on my lips. my heart almost skipped a beat as i grabbed his hand, pulling him in.
“mhh.. not now- not in front of my family…” i mumbled against his lips.
“they’re over there. i doubt they’re even paying attention.”
my family was in fact watching.
“they are.. tom!” i giggled as he moved his hand away, placing it on my hip under
the water.
he pulled his lips away, his smirk was almost devious and my eyes met his before i pulled away , pushing myself to float in the water, ripples from waves crashing softly against our frames.
i laid sprawled out, floating in the water and as he stood over me i could examine the features of his body.
slim waist, strong, broad shoulders, his body was toned and he had become tan since his time at the beach began. i’m the short time of me examining his body, his eyes had done the same before he got down to my level.
it was late in the afternoon when he had asked me to join him outside so as we giggled, throwing ourselves at each other on the beach, the sun began to set over us again.
after having sat on the beach for a little with food from one of his friends wives, we waded back into the water, his hands on my waist again, holding me close with my arms around his neck.
he pulled me in and i could finally kiss him again without the fear of other eyes on me that weren’t my families as they had packed it in to make dinner.
“tom..” i mumbled against his lips.
“yeah..” he whispered back.
“i’m glad i met you.. this feels weirdly intimate for having just met you but i think if it was any other way, i’d be dying to kiss you right now…”
all he did was smile and kiss me quickly before he responded.
“it’s like a 2 week long one night stand yknow?” he joked, resulting in a soft laugh from the both of us before i tangled my fingers in his hair again, allowing his lips on my own once more. “fuck..” his voice was soft as he pulled away, moving down so his breath was on my neck.
“can we please go in.. i feel exposed.” i laughed before a soft noise left me.
“mhh..” his lips press to my neck “you’re a buzz kill..” he spoke as he wrapped his arms around me, encouraging me to wrap my arms and legs around him.
as i did, he got a grip on me before he rose out of the water, carrying me with him.
his hold on my frame felt like home, he was strong and his arms held me like i was nothing. his body was warm from the
sun and i began to shiver as the breeze , mixed with the coolness of the sun setting felt like hell on my body until he held me closer, noticing i was shivering.
“let’s get you inside, and dried off.” he mumbled. i nodded, pressing my face into his shoulder, letting out a shaky breath as he carried me up the access to the house he was staying in, carrying me inside.
“i’m definitely tracking sand right now..” he mumbled as he walked past the living room and up the stairs to the room he was staying in.
he laid me down on the bed, hovering over me as he sat me down.
“you look so sad, like a cold wet animal.” he laughed
i glared at him, the cold AC of the house making me shake hard before he pulled away. he grabbed a towel, sweats, boxers and a t-shirt for me. i sat up and took them from him, looking up at him
“what?”
“well get out!” i snapped. he took the hint and stepped out, leaning against the wall near the door still in his swim trunks while i quickly changed and dried off. pulling his clothes on, i inhaled his scent from his shirt quickly before i yelled back that he could come back in. when he did, i was laying again, body pressed against the head board of his bed.
“you’re cute in my clothes.” he smiled, grabbing boxers and a pair of shorts. walking into the bathroom, he changed quickly and walked back into the bedroom. he placed his hands on either side of me, leaning over me to kiss me again.
“you hungry?” he whispered, moving down so his lips ghosted over my neck as he sat down in the bed, leaning over me still.
“mhh.. a little..” i mumbled, tilting my head back, allowing him to place a kiss on my neck. my breath shuttered a little, feeling him slot himself between my legs.
“can you wait or do you need something now..” he said
“it can..wait..” i pushed my hand up, placing it behind his head, tangling in his hair as he moved his hands up under my shirt, gently gripping at my sides.
“good.” he said as he rubbed his thumbs across my thumb. “can i take this off?”
i nodded and he pulled the t-shirt from my frame, exposing my chest to him.
“you still chilly?“ he laughed, staring at my chest, nipples peaked from the cool air.
“s-shut up!” my cheeks were burning red, embarrassed by him and the exposure to him.
he moved down and kissed down my chest, taking a nipple between his teeth, glancing up at me with those piercing eyes. i gasped, inhaling sharply, as my eyes fluttered shut.
“t-tom..” i hesitated before he moved to the other, rolling my nipple between his teeth.
finally, pulling my nipple with his teeth, he moved away and began to kiss down my stomach , his fingers hooking into the sweatpants he had offered me. he looked up at me for an approving look. i nodded again and felt him slowly pull the sweats from my legs. his fingers hooked into the band of the boxers and slowly pulled them down.
“it’s a shame you got all dressed again to be seen like this” he said as he sat up, taking in my whole body before he separated my legs, pushing himself between them again. tom looked down at my pussy as he separated my legs, practically salivating as he saw how wet i was just from the constant teasing all day.
“baby.. you’re so wet..” he mumbled as he brought his fingers down, gently dragging his middle and ring finger through my folds. “is this from the whole day?”
i nodded, feeling pathetic as he brought his fingers to his mouth, licking his fingers. i felt weak in the knees as he licked my juices from his fingers.
“please tom.. touch me.. please” i pleaded, reaching hands out to him.
“when you ask so nicely..” he shrugged, pushing his fingers down, back between my legs, dragging his thumb over my clit before his middle finger pushed into my entrance.
“oooh..” he groaned, feeling how wet i was. “god.. so tight.” his voice was low as i pushed my head back, soft whimpers leaving my mouth.
“t-tom…” i mumbled, hot and heavy breaths leaving me, trying to not make
much noise, minding the others in the house.
“you like that, princess?” all he got in response was a string of mumbled words as he pushed another finger in, causing me to push my hips up against his hand.
“f-fuck.. yes, it’s so good…” looking up at him with pleading, blissed out eyes.
“i love how tight you are… you’re gonna feel so fucking good.” he spoke about me like i was a toy.
tom slowly moved down, pushing his face between my legs, wrapping my legs over his shoulders before he brought his tongue down, swiping it over my clit.
he continued to push his thick fingers in and out while he began to lick and suck at my clit.
“you taste so fucking good.” he groaned against my cunt.
his words alone had me seeing stars, the praise mixed with slight degradation felt like heaven.
as he tortured me, i was seeing stars, his tongue held steady on my clit before he gently began to suck as he thrusted his fingers into me harder.
“t-tom.. tom! i’m close! please!!” whimpering like a pathetic little thing, i cried out hoping for him to let me cum.
“cmon baby.. cum for me.” he mumbled, his voice sending me over the edge as my hips stuttered, pressing into his face while he proceeded to push me past my limit. unaware of who was home, i bit into the flesh of my arm to silence myself. i tasted like salt and my skin was warm. as my high came over me, he stuffed his fingers into me until i came down from my high. he sat up after i settled down, watching as i was panting. his chin was wet with the juices from my cunt and as he came down to kiss me, catching a soft moan from me against his lips.
“tom.. i want you inside of me..” my voice was low and soft.
“yeah? can you beg for me?”
i nodded and he shook his head. “words.”
i rolled my eyes before i looked back at him with hooded lids.
“yes i can beg for you,…daddy..” i hesitated but his reaction was pleasing. he strained in his pants, causing him to suck his teeth before he sat back up.
“god that sounds so good coming from you.” he brought his hand up, dragging his fingers through his hair before he undid the clasp on his shorts, getting them off before
he was in just his boxers.
he was hard and straining, needing to be
touched. i brought my hands down to the hem of his boxers
“can i?”
he nodded and i slowly pulled them down, watching as his hard cock fell out from the boxers. i took him in my small hands, feeling his cock, slowly stroking him as
he took my leg and placed it on his shoulder.
“i want to see you while i fuck your fucking brains out..” he growled, leaning down again to kiss me, pushing my leg closer to my head. “tell me, how much do you want it, princess.”
“oh.. so fucking bad. i want it so badly. i want you to fuck me so fucking hard.. fill me with your cum, please!”
i whined , crying out like a pathetic pillow princess.
“good girl.” his voice was raspy and low as he looked down, taking his cock and lining it up, running the tip through the slick of my lips
“stop teasing!!” i whined, throwing my head back. he laughed, taunting me before he slowly, and dreadfully pushed into me. his cock filling me out, making me whimper. i bore down on my lip, trying to hold in an obscene cry as he would slowly enter me, stop and then continue at a dreadful pace until he bottomed himself out inside of me. my eyes were rolled back, focused on holding in more than a peep in order to keep this affair, a secret.
“you’re so tight..” he groaned, biting back curses as his hands found my sides, engulfing my waist with his large, bear like hands. “oh my god.. can i move? are you good, baby?”
he said, his eyes meeting mine. i stared at him through heavy eyes. “y-yes, daddy.” my words slow, and shaky.
he took this as a good answer as he began to move back, using his hands on my sides as leverage. his thumbs dug into the soft flesh of my tummy, and the pain was ignorable due to the overwhelming feeling of him slowly drive himself into me. his head was thrown forward, hair a mess as he held back loud groans. his breathing was heavy, and made it hard for me to hold back my noises, he sounded so good to me.
“fuck, princess..” he mumbled, opening his eyes as he began to pick up his pace, no longer wanting to keep it slow. with my leg over his shoulder, and his body leaning over mine, i was already seeing stars.
as he began to pick up his pace, he looked down at my stomach.
“look at that..” he muttered, bringing his hand down to feel where he could feel himself inside. “right. there.” he looked at me before he gently grabbed my hand that had been tight in the sheets, and placed it over the bulge in my stomach every time he had thrusted into me.
“do you feel me? right there.”
i nodded and placed my palm down against my stomach.
“words..”
“yes.. i feel you.. ngh. you’re so” my head fell back with a moan. “big. youre so big.” i stammered, words hardly forming.
“that’s a good girl.”
his hand moved to my thigh, strong fingers finding the area and gripping the soft flesh to gain more momentum as he began to fuck me harder.
unintelligible words and scattered moans fell from my lips as he reached deeper, hitting the part of me that scrambled my brain. toms free hand found my hip, and gripping me, his thumbs pressed hard into me, bruising the soft skin that he hadn’t kissed before.
i didn’t even want to think about having to cover the bruises and hickeys, all i could think about was how hard he was fucking me.
“fuck.. baby. i’m close. i’m so fucking close.”
the way my moans raised in pitch or the way i tightened, he could tell i was too. the knot in my stomach was tight and ready to break and i couldn’t fucking take it.
“m-me too.. daddy. please fuck!”
his thrusts lost rhythm, stuttering against mine. his hand came up, fingers pressed against my throat, adding to the overstimulation, causing me to cum.
a white hot sensation rolling over me, biting into my lip, as my fists balled into the sheets, knuckles turning white. i drew blood as i held back the loud moans, while he continued to thrust into me until he planted his hips to mine, spilling his cum into my cunt. my eyes rolled back before i had realized he stopped, his head once again pushed forward as his heavy breathing slowed. his fingers had dug into my thighs and as he slowly let go, he pulled my leg off of his shoulder, placing it beside his hip.
“oh my god that felt so good..” he groaned, pushing his face down into my neck before he placed a gentle kiss against my skin.
“are you alright?” he said, sitting up to look at me again, still inside of me.
“yes..” i mumbled, clearly exhausted.
“do you want me to clean you up?”
“please..”
he slowly pulled out, watching as his cum spilled from my cunt.
“that’s so hot.” his tongue came out, licking over his lower lip before he slowly got out of bed, walking to the bathroom attached to his room. he wetted a towel with warm water and came back, gently cleaning up where the cum began to dry on the inside of my thighs.
“hurry up.. i gotta get home soon.” i laughed weakly, as he hurried. once he had finished , i sat up, seeing myself in the mirror at the foot of his bed.
“i look awful-“ i said as i pulled at my messy hair.
“no you don’t.” he came over, kissing me again before he grabbed the clothes that were his to give back to me. “maybe now you can get dressed and now have the clothes torn off of you.” he smiled.
i pulled on the t-shirt and as i stood up, i felt my legs shake and he put his arm out for me to balance myself.
i pulled on the boxers and sweatpants again and i could tell our time for that day was coming to an end. it was agonizing.
“what do i tell my family?”
“nothing. just say we were hanging out. i’m sure you know how to cover those hickeys.” he smiled, helping me gather my things before we walked out of his room. before
we left, he grabbed me and kissed me one more time, he was definitely very lovey.
but this wasn’t something quick, it had meaning behind it and you could tell there was something he wanted to say but he held back.
“cmon, let’s get you home.”
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after he had sent you home, he went back to the house and all the guys looked at him funny, noticing he was only in a pair of shorts and how you had left in his clothes.
“we heard you.” TJ said, blatantly.
tom was silent, face turning red.
“it’s fine… we knew it would happen.”
tom immediately turned on his heels and walked to his room, picking up his phone to text you again… wondering how on earth he could make it work with the girl he just hooked up with at the beach.
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