Our Little Secret- Tom Cruise Fanfiction

Part Six

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Here I am again, his hand in mine and mine in his about step into a elevator again. The dinner was absolutely amazing, it was gorgeous, the food was good, and the conversation was even better. My hand was in his for most of the time and it felt incredible.

My eyes had gone wide when I had seen the bill.

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Was what the bill read. I panicked for a second but that's when Tom put his card down and paid. I know he has money obviously but every date I've ever been on I've split the bill with the other person. I show have known he was going to pay as much as gentlemen man that he is, but I guess for some reason I didn't expect it surprisingly.

I can feel the buzz of alcohol running through my veins, I had two glasses but I didn't know how strong it really was, this morning I woke up without a hangover but I feel like I might tomorrow. But if I wake up with a hangover tomorrow I know it was all worth it.

I hear the elevator door open and there's that same view of the city staring back at me, the lights have gotten dimmer since the time we got here. It still reminds me of last night. Toms hand squeezes mine again playfully before he starts to pull me once again into the elevator.

For a second we both stand there in silence until the elevator doors close fully shut. His hand slides off mine hand and both of his hands are placed onto my waist once again with a tight grip. He's looking down at me his eyes piercing into mine again, his eyes are darker once again, there filled with lust.

His lips are sitting inches away from mine, it would be so easy for me to kiss him right now but everything in me is telling myself to not lose control. He blinks still not taking his eyes off of mine. His lips suddenly clash onto mine. I'm frozen still, I can't move. I just stand there until my lips start moving along with his.

He isn't gentle, he's rough. His lips are dominating mine. In my subconscious right now I know this isn't right but I've always told myself that nothings bad if it feels good, and God, it feels better than good, it feels amazing, it feels exhilarating.

Before I can think once again my back is against the glass of the elevator walls and I'm stuck in between with him on the other side of me, his arms are on both sides of my head resting on the wall. His tongue pushes against my lips telling me to open my mouth and I do. His tongue enters my mouth and starts fighting with mine.

I had never been kissed like this, it's so violent but yet so gentle at the same time. I move my hands to the back of his head tangling them into his hair, his hair is soft and voluminous, I can feel the small curls that run halfway down his neck.

I'm out of everything when I hear the elevator ding indicating that the doors are about to open,  I can feel his smile on my lips before he pulls his mouth away from mine, there's a smile on his face as he looks at me  that forms my lips to smile back at him.

He pushes himself off the glass and I remove my hands from his hair. His hand grips onto my wrist once again and he's pulling me out of the elevator.

"Careful Old Man, you're going to pull your back out." I say laughing going along with him to the lobby.

"Careful Old Man, you're going to pull your back out." He says in a high pitch voice mimicking me over dramatically rolling his eyes as he continues to pull me out the building.

"I don't sound like that." I say bluntly to him.

He tells the Valet which car is his then looks back at me with that same look on his face, that smirk will be the death of me.