“Hello, handsome,”
you said as you answered the door, barely getting the words out before you were wrapped in Thomas’s
arms. He cradled your head in his hands, holding you tight as he dipped you in
one swift motion. He devoured you with deep, passionate kisses. Finally, he
spun you upright, still holding your face in his hands.
“I missed you,
too,” you said with a smile.
“We’ll get to what
you’re wearing in a moment,” he said, looking you up and down, “but my God,
I’ve missed those lips,” Thomas said, once again taking your lips between his
own.
“You know, we do
have plans this evening, Mister Hiddleston. Unless you’d like to forget it all and
get naked,” you said, hoping for the latter.
Thomas made a
thoughtful face, then stood up and straightened his tie. “No, ma’am. I’ve got
big things planned for us tonight. But perhaps when we return home…” he trailed
off, teasing her with one last, lingering kiss.
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