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You hated your father now, he made you go to Oxford university. You wanted to only live in
Paris and be able to just live your life and buy pretty dresses and have fun with your friends, but not now, you needed to be in a gloomy town with people that can’t even dress properly and that made you angry.
“Father, if you insist on me getting an education why not Paris? We already have a place there.” You had no idea why your father wanted you to pursue an education, it was only a matter of time until you were married off for an alliance anyway.
“You cannot be just a ditsy woman that only thinks about what’s on her body, you must feed your mind. End of discussion.” With that your father left you and you went to your room to cry.
How could he do this to you? Wasn’t enough that he was a criminal and you could never bring your friends to where he was? The fact that your mother left and he never allowed for you to have a relationship with her? Every single thing about your life was about your father, and no doubt that he wanted bragging rights to all of his associates of how he had his only daughter to attend Oxford.
If you had to do this, you wouldn’t be caught dead in British clothes. You told your father that you would get a new wardrobe with the latest Parisian fashion, if you can’t change your father’s mind, you would definitely make his wallet hurt. That was exactly what you did, went to Paris and ordered a whole new wardrobe to all of the fashion houses that you could think of. Your father was furious but didn't want to say anything, as long as you were going to university, nothing else mattered to him.
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The boat trip to Cardiff was long and dreadful, and to make things even worse it was raining in Wales, as usual. Your father’s men were waiting for you, and you had so many suitcases that it filled both cars. People in England took their time to stare at you, it always happened, you would never brag but your were a pretty woman in a pretty dress in gloomy Wales, people will stare. You got into the car and waited for your father’s men to be done with loading the cars.
The drive was boring and it was raining in most places, so you decided to take a nap. You woke up with commotion in the car and two of the men were fighting in the front of the car.
“What is happening?” You realised that the car was stopped, and the other two men were outside in the rain trying to fix it.
“Sorry, ma’am but the car broke down and we are nowhere near Oxford, we’re in Birmingham.” You saw a map pf England once and was confused, these are the men that your father employs? You took a deep breath and grabbed your umbrella and left the car, there seemed to be a pub nearby. “Wait, ma’am where you’re going?” One of the men tried to stop you but you kept walking.
“It’s cold, it’s raining and I saw a pub here. Could you please let me know when we can go?” He nodded and you kept walking towards the pub. When you entered the smell of cigars and booze hits your nostrils, and the warmth as well, it wasn’t that crowed so you simply took a booth and removed your very expensive fur coat.
You bought a drink and again all of the men and women were staring at you and you needed to get used to it. You were starting to get bored, maybe going back to the car was the best option. When you were about to leave, both doors were opened and a few men came in, they must be important since everyone got out of their way, you saw the one with the biggest blue eyes you’ve ever seen in your life and the man was incredibly attractive.
The man noticed you quite fast since you were the only one staring at him, quite unabashedly as well. He went to your table and sat down right in front of him, with a grin on his face, that made you smile.
“Never seen you here before.” You smiled, never having the opportunity to interact with people that weren’t from your father’s circle. “I would’ve noticed if I seen you here before, who are you love?” He seemed genuinely interested and you were basking on the attention. You said your name to the man.
“We lost our way to Oxford and the car broke down so I decided to come here and be warm with a drink. May I ask who you are?” You took a sip of your drink and the two of you couldn’t stop smiling at each other.
“I’m Thomas Shelby. Pleased to meet you.” He extended his hand and you shook it, and the two of you couldn’t deny that you felt something when the two of you touched. “Would you like another drink, love?” You nodded and Thomas went to get your drink, after he came back, he sat down near you.
“You’re quite forward, aren’t you Mr. Shelby?” You grinned at him and he seemed very pleased with himself.
“I have to, with a foreign beauty like yourself, someone might steal you away.” Thomas was being coy, he knew that no one would dare to talk to you with him there, but he wanted to make you feel special and also acknowledge the fact tht all of the men wanted to be with you.
“You don’t have faith that you are the most interesting?” You quickly realised that you love to tease Thomas Shelby.
“I know that I am, it simply might not be the case for you.” He wasn’t boring, you had to give him that and also confident, a man has never looked as attractive as he is now.
“Touche, Mr. Shelby.”
The two of you started talking about other things, politics mainly. But also art, and history. You were much younger than Thomas but he didn't mind it all and you loved the fact that he was older, mature and most importantly, confident.
The two of you were touching each other, his hand were on your thigh and your hand in his arm as well. The tension between the two of you was getting worse, the two of you even stopped talking just to keep looking at each other and touching each other. Thomas leaned into your ear, sending shirvers down your spine.
“Should we go somewhere more private, love?” He whispered in your ear and you only nodded, guiding him towards the bathroom.
When the two of you got there, Thomas put you against the wall and started to kiss you. His kiss was full of hunger and passion and you were more than happy to indulge him, you needed this too. Thomas started removing your dress and you removed his shirt, you were only dressed in your undergarments now, and Thomas still had his trousers. He started kissing your neck, drawing moans out of you.
Your hands went to his cock, he was painfully hard and you could tell that he was painfully hard. Thomas removed your bra without you even noticing, you felt his warm lips on your nipple, making you moan, with one of his hands Thomas started playing with your other nipple. His tongue felt like heaven on one nipple and his fingers were twisting and pulling the other, you were panting and moaning. You’ve never felt this way before, your pussy was clenching around nothing and you were so wet. The pressure on your pussy was increasing with every lick of one nipple and the pulling of the other.
“Tommy.” You whispered and a strangled moan escaped your throat, Thomas stopped his ministrations and looked at you, he had the smuggest look on his face.
“Did you just cum from me just playing with your nipples, love?” Thomas’ hands removed your panties and he started fingering you and playing with your clit. You closed your eyes from how much pleasure you were receiving but he was having none of it. “Keep your eyes on me, love.” That’s what you did, you’ve met this man a couple hours ago and he already had so much power over you. With his thumb making small circles on your clit and two fingers deep inside your pussy, Thomas wanted to make you cum as quick as he possibly could. “You look divine like this, love. I need you to cum for me. Can you do that, eh?” The noises that were being made were lewd, if you could think straight you would definitely be embarrassed by them.
As if Thomas has full control of your body, you cum again, Thomas enjoys the feeling of your pussy clenching around his fingers, he couldn’t wait to fuck you. Thomas was helping you ride out your second orgasm when you heard yelling coming from outside, the two of you looked at each other and out your clothes back on in a matter of seconds.
“What is going on ‘ere?” Thomas yelled, and the men that were with him fighting with your father’s men, you slapped Thomas’ men hoping they would stop assaulting your employees.
“Are you alright, ma’am?” One of father’s men asked you, clearly terrified that something happened to you.
“Of course, is the car ready?” All four of them nodded and if this wasn’t a sign for you to stop doing something you’d later regret, you don’t know what is.
You were about to leave when Thomas stopped you with a gentle pull of your arm.
“Leaving so soon, love?” He seemed almost sad that you were leaving, that made you smile.
“I’m going to Oxford university, if you want me come get me when you can.” You winked at him and he smirked at you.
He was going to get you, alright. With that, you left the pub to the car.
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It has been a month since your little rendez-vouz with Thomas Shelby and you thought of him every day, especially at nights. You fully regret leaving Tommy so soon, maybe if you got it out of your system you wouldn’t be borderline obsessed with the man. Oxford wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be, people are pleasant enough and the Professors are very attentive, not as many women but you expected that.
You lived in your apartment, well your father’s apartment. He bought it for you just to attend university, it was extremely close to the university grounds. You were now at home, your father was on the phone with you because he was still afraid that you were going to leave England and move to Paris, he wanted this for you.
“I won’t leave, father.” You signed again, he was calling you almost every week making sure that you are here. One of his men was stationed nearby, apparently you didn't know him but he was in your classes, keeping an eye out on you.
“You better not, this is good for you my child.” The only time your father referred to you that way was to beg without actually begging, maybe you were too harsh on your father but you would never admit that.
“Unless is to marry, I don’t see myself leaving, alright?” Your father laughed and so did you, the relationship between the two of you was definitely better and you couldn’t wait for your father to come and visit you.
“Alright, is getting quite late. I shall speak with you tomorrow, I love you.” You smiled at the fact that your dad says the three words almost whispering.
“I love you too.” You hanged up the landline and started to get ready for bed, you took a bath and got your silk pajamas ready.
After talking to your father, your mind was plagued by Thomas Shelby. You felt silly about the fact that you thought that he was going to come for you, he was a very attractive man and he could have sex with any woman that would have him and you were far from him, he was probably very busy but you would never go to him.
You entered the bath and smiled at the feeling of the water, it was the perfect temperature for you. With the temperature of the water and the fact that no one was there to bother you, you started drifting off. You jolted awake by the fact that someone was at your door, you quickly put a robe on and went to the door.
“One second.” You yelled when you heard a second knock.
When you opened the door you couldn’t help but open your jaw, it was him, Thomas Shelby in all his glory. He looked almost bored, and for a few moments you had no reaction.
“You’re a very hard woman to find, love. May I come in?” That made you get out of your trance and you let him get in your apartment.
Thomas has finally found you, he has been looking for you but without a surname it was extremely hard but was even harder is that everyone was willing to protect you. That made him even more interested in you, when he finally came to Oxford, a man started following him when he heard your name leaving Thomas’ mouth. He quickly realised that you were important to someone, he didn't see a ring so he knows that you’re not married.
The only possible answer is the fact that your father is someone important, and judging by the fact that people were genuinely scared when they heard your surname, your father was not a politician or simply a businessman, he was a criminal, just like him.
“How did you find me?” You couldn’t lie that you felt very flattered about the fact that he was actually here and that he spent time to look for you.
“Asked the right questions to the right people.” He had a hint of a smile after seeing you bite your lip and look down, he loved the effect he had on you.
“I thought that I’d never see you again, Tommy.” You hated the vulnerability that came across in your voice, but Thomas was more than happy to stop you from doubting yourself.
“How could I let my foreign beauty to get away from me? I could never let that happen, love.” Thomas’ hands went to your face and he kissed your lips very tenderly, he thought that you were fascinating and he wanted you, all of you. “But first you’re gonna tell me if I need to worry about your father.” He laughed when he saw the saw the confused look on your face. “I had a man threaten me for asking questions about you in your University, my only question is why.” Thomas got to his own conclusions but he wanted to hear from you.
“If you want to be in my life, you’ll figure it out eventually…he’s a criminal, a very successful one at that. I understand if you don’t want to be in my life.” If Thomas was an honest man, he’d be afraid of being with you.
“Not to worry, love. I don’t scare easy.” Thomas got closer to you and removed your robe from your body.
You kissed him and he gladly kissed you back, Thomas grabbed your thighs and you wrapped them around his waist, his hand went to your hair and he tugged at it. He walked to what he thought was yout bedroom and dropped you in your bed. You looked at him with a hungry look on your face and he was just as hungry as you, Thomas started removing his clothes and you bit your lip.
“I thought about you every night, love.” After he confessed, his cock was free of his confines of his trousers and it was bigger than what you remembered when you felt it in that bathroom.
“I thought about you as well.” You whispered and Thomas went to you and started kissing you again, his hands were travelling all over your body. He was hungry for you and didn't care to be subtle about it.
“Oh, you did eh?” Thomas started kissing your neck, down to your collarbone his hands were massaging your breasts, drawing moans out of you. “I can’t wait, I have to be inside you, love.” Thomas played with your clit and fingered you and he smiled, you were drenched, fucking you would be easy.
Thomas lined his big cock at your entrnace, the two of you were expecting this for a month and Thomas was scared that he wasn’t going to last that long. His cock started entering your pussy, Tommy started hissing, your pussy was very tight. You felt every ridge and vein of his cock, he felt your velvety walls around his cock and it felt like heaven.
“I should punish you for keeping this pussy away from me.” Thomas finally bottoms out and the two of you moaned, you also had your legs wrapped around his waist.
“You could’ve stopped me from leaving.” He was looking deep in your eyes, he wasn’t moving he wanted to recompose himself.
“Trust me, I won’t.” The way he spoke held a promise, and he sounded earnest and you believed him.
Thomas started moving, his grunts and moans were music to your ears. Your nails were digging in his back, you arched your back and your nipples brushed against his chest, your wanton moans were music to his ears. The two of you were looking in other’s eyes, it felt incredibly romantic. His thrusts were slow and deep, his hand were holding your face, he wanted to memorise every single detail.
“Oh, Tommy.” You moaned, and Thomas held your your hand with his free hand. His thrusts never stopped, they only got deeper and slower. It felt incredible, his cock was deep inside you. He felt you clenching around his cock and he knew that you were about to cum.
“Cum all over my cock, love.” You pressed his hand, and Thomas started playing with your nipple with the hand that was on your face. You yelled, clenching around his cock and you came, hard. “That’s it, love.” Thomas didn't stop his thrusts, with the same pace he was making sure to ride out your orgasm.
“Fuck.” You exclaimed, it was elating. You’ve never felt more loved, it was a weird feeling you wondered for a second if Thomas could make any woman he fucks feel this loved.
He started chasing his own orgasm, Thomas was overwhelmed a mix of emotions were taking over him. He could feel his orgasm approaching, he started grunting. You felt thick ropes of cum inside you, Thomas kissed you while he was still cumming deep inside. He removed his cock out of your pussy, your juices mixed together, he laid next to and pulled you over his chest, you started making random patterns on his chest.
“Were you serious?” Sleep was almost overtaking you, but you wanted, no needed to know if he was serious,
“About what, love?” He asked, he could tell that you were about to go to sleep so he started playing with your hair.
“About not letting me go.” He smiled at that.
“Of course, you’re mine now.” A smile spread across your face, with his tone you believed him and sleep overtook you.