Tomas' eyes opened as he blearily took in his surroundings. He took a few moments to remember who exactly he was and where he was, as his mind was still in recovery mode. The man shook himself as he vaguely remembered the events of the night previous and smiled. He looked down on his left and saw Olivia Kristensen, his new lover and, hopefully, girlfriend, snoozing contentedly. She had a smile on her face as she slept, and it made her appear almost ethereal, like she wasn't of this Earth.
Though it was still early, judging from the light that was filtering through the window of his room, he wasn't about to get up. Although he was an ardent runner, he took days off to let himself recuperate. Considering it was the day after his birthday and by how wrecked he was feeling; it merited a rest day. Glancing at his bedside clock, he saw it was just past six AM and resolved to go back to sleep.
Tomas was about to go back to bed when he heard the voice of a woman again. The same one he'd heard from the night before! Carefully disengaging himself from Olivia, Tomas stood up and walked out of his room, listening. As he neared the door out of his side of the dorm, he could hear the woman's voice fading, though it was still somewhat loud. It had faded completely before he opened the door.
Poking his head out of the door quick, he looked to his left, then his right. He saw no one in the halls and there was no sign that anyone had even passed by. No telltale smells of perfume, alcohol, or cigarette smoke were in the hallway at all. All the dorm doors were closed, and he could hear no other sounds coming from anywhere. Tomas thought it was both odd and weird, as he was sure he heard someone. Maybe he would have to see an otolaryngologist about that.
Looking down, he realized he was stark naked and stepped quickly back into the dorm with a start. The door closing behind him; he shook himself as he started back to his room. Tomas walked through his doorway, scratching his head when he heard the woman's voice come back in full force. He jumped for a moment before Olivia blinked owlishly and sat up, yawning cutely.
"Tom? What's up? You OK?" she asked lazily.
'Oh, my God! Even naked, he's gorgeous to look at!'
the voice stated, dripping with lust. It took Tomas several seconds to realize that the voice he had heard was Olivia's! Somehow, he could now hear her thoughts! He shook himself again before responding to her concerned look.
"Thought I heard something outside the dorm. Just some late night drinkers complaining about their hangovers," he lied. He wasn't about to tell her,
'Hey Livi! Just so you know, I can hear what you're thinking! Good to know you think I'm a gorgeous man!'
He imagined that the response he'd get would be less than kosher.
"You must have sharp ears because I heard nothing and I'm a light sleeper," she drawled, still tired from their romp the night previous.
"I don't know. I'd say we wore each other out nicely," he replied, yawning, just as she did.
Giggling, she peeled back his covers, exposing the spot where he had been resting. She then gestured to him, beckoning him back to bed.
"You, sir, need to come back here into bed and warm me up. It's cold!" she pouted. Chuckling, Tomas was all too happy to comply and slid back into bed, cuddling up with Olivia. She snuggled back into him, latching onto Tomas to ensure that he wasn't going anywhere. His hand found its way to the rounded globe of her ass and rested on it, caressing it slightly.
"Mmmmm! Maybe later," Olivia groaned happily as she nodded off again.
'Holy fucking shit! This man did everything right last night! All the way from A to Z!'
Tomas could still hear his lover thinking and was still in shock at being able to hear her as though she was talking to him! He supposed that the compliments that were running through her mind were far more than he had hoped for initially.
Though Tomas had had no complaints in that department, compliments on how he did were sparse and almost non-existent. From his perspective, if a woman liked what he was doing, she should at least tell him he did that thing right. Maybe it was just him, but of all the women he'd been with, not a single one of them had even been remotely as happy as Olivia was.
He supposed that they had been friends for a long time helped, but there was also the bit he had just heard. Although it could be classified as cheating, he was glad to hear it. The shock wore off as he heard more complimentary thoughts running through the sleeping woman's mind. They were becoming quieter, almost to that of a whisper, but he could still hear them.
'I haven't felt this damn good in like.... ever! Mmmmmmm! Feels sooooooo goooood to be stretched like that! Sooooo glad he's not a pounder! Tom knows how to work a pussy! Such a yummy and tasty cock! Gonna get me more of that later...'
her thoughts faded into nothingness as her mind went quiet.
Tomas couldn't help but smile at the raunchy and descriptive thoughts he'd just heard! He was so glad he had taken the time to make it good for her, despite his raging desire to plunder this woman. God only knew how long he'd waited for this day to come. He'd wanted Olivia for so long, but not just out of a desire to take her to bed, but as something more. As someone more. He could only hope that what he wanted was in line with what she wanted.
Though he could have thought about it some more, Tomas decided against it. No sense in driving himself nuts with 'What ifs' and 'Maybes' about the two of them. He would enjoy the life in he was having with this woman right now. He'd worry about everything else later. Shutting his eyes, Tomas drifted off, his mind enjoying the images he was conjuring up of what they might do later.
A few hours later, Tomas opened his eyes and raised his arms up, stretching out. He yawned as he took in a breath, groaning in delight as blood flowed back into his wakening limbs. As he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, he glanced over to his left and saw Olivia staring at him, smiling. He smiled back, leaned over and kissed her, drawing her head in with his hands.
His lips sought hers out, and he wasn't disappointed by the feeling or the taste. Growling lightly, he felt her kiss him back as her hands caressed his. The kiss went on for at least a good minute before they both parted. Sighing happily, he gazed at her, his blue eyes staring into her gray ones. They stayed like that, each enjoying the feeling of the other, before Tomas spoke.
"Good morning, beautiful."
"Good morning, handsome," Olivia replied as her hands moved to caress his face. Her thoughts continued to run rampant through her mind and at the moment, one thought dominated her conscious.
'By everything that is holy, I cannot believe I didn't see the man that Tom has become! I'm so happy he's still single! If another woman had snapped him up...'
then her mind delved into a myriad of scenarios. Of where another woman that wasn't here seduced Tomas, as she just had.
He then stopped her line of thinking the only way he knew how. Tomas leaned in and kissed her again, his lips meeting hers in an intimate embrace. Olivia kissed him back, all detrimental thoughts silenced in the action. She breathed deeply as the kiss continued, her lungs requiring air. In a split second, she broke away from Tomas, a look of slight disgust on her face.
"What's the matter?" Tomas asked, concerned.
"I stink and I need a shower," Olivia stated, half jokingly, half chagrined. Tomas then raised his left arm and took a quick whiff of his own armpit. He then looked back at Olivia and saw a look that said, 'Did you just do that?'. Her mind echoed the thought, and he smirked at both the look and the thought.
"Seems like I need one, too. The shower is just outside my door, so maybe we should hop in then."
"We?" Olivia questioned.
"Well yeah, unless you object to the idea?" he queried. Despite being naked and having her pussy stretched in the most delicious way the night previous, Olivia still felt conscientious. On reflex, her arm was already across her breasts, blocking them from view. Tomas adopted a look that screamed, 'Really?' as he sat up with her.
"Livi, whatever happened to you from before with whoever you've been with, remember this. I am not them. There is no need to hide yourself from me. You are beautiful just the way you are," Tomas mumbled. Almost looking like she was on the verge of crying, Olivia removed her arm and let Tomas look at her as she was.
Being a crazy fitness nut had changed her physique substantially, shrinking her once large assets from a DDD cup to a more modest C cup. Her arms and legs had changed, as she was far more defined than most of the men she had dated previously. Her shoulders weren't delicate but strong, which made her seem like she was a woman that was to be reckoned with. Then there was her core, which was defined enough where you could make out the start of a six-pack.
Though she wasn't a competitive bodybuilder or model of any kind, she was still proud of herself and the body she had worked to attain. It was something she was always obsessed with and wouldn't stop, not for anyone. Although every past boyfriend hated her for it, she continued her fitness regimen religiously. If they couldn't handle it, then screw them, but it made for a lonely existence.
The way Tomas was looking at her now, though, was as though he beheld an angel in the flesh. He bent down to her tummy and kissed it gently as his hands ran over her skin as he muttered one word proudly.
"Sexy."
Hearing that, Olivia had half a mind to pin him down to the bed and have her way with him right there. She likely would have had she not been so sore from last night. Cupping his face in her hands, she drew him upwards until his face was at the same height as hers was. Olivia then kissed him soundly and passionately, the dam of emotion bursting within her. Another thought welled up in her, crying out in disbelief, but it was quickly silenced by one that was far louder.
'He accepts me!! He wants me just the way I am!'
