A vintage's touch: Kick me out -smut-

A vintage's touch: Kick me out -smut-

// I think that it's going to be a very intense Colby session.  Both are very upset. I mused about what could happen if/when he fucks that nazi bitch and she tells Mary to her face.

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« Is it what you want? » -Tommy's voice echoed through their bedroom.-

 Mary looked at him, her green eyes were staring at his hard face. his jaw was clenched, and his eyes were cold but in truth, Tommy could feel his heartbeats shatter his ribcage. He felt hot, furious at Mary that she dared say she wanted to leave. He realized that she was not provoking him like she usually did, she meant those words and each of them hurt him like daggers. Truth be told, he knew that he messed up. He knew that what he did couldn't be forgiven but had to be done if he wanted his plan to come to fruition. it was a dangerous gamble and he was now reaping what he sowed. 

« Yes! » -Her voice was barely there, almost a whisper. Her eyes were wet from unshed tears and she clenched her fists. She was beyond hurt, her chin was trembling, tears threatened to roll down her cheeks and her nose was wet. She was on the verge of breaking down.-

« You want me to tell you to leave? » -He asked again, trying to convince himself that it was what he wanted to do. In vain. He didn't want Mary to leave. How could he when she was the one who held him together-

« Yes !!!»  -She sounded desperate, well, she was desperate to put an end to it.- 

Learning that the man she loved had an affair with a nazi sympathizer? To be told right in her face that she was a lucky woman to have that man at home as if she didn't deserve to be with Tommy? To see that he didn't respect their vows, and their promise to be faithful and loyal to the other? It was so painful for Mary that she had to leave the dining room of their house to run and cry in their bedroom. Once the guests left the house, he rushed to his bedroom to find Mary who was starting to pack her bags-

« Is IT WHAT YOU WANT? » -He screamed at her, almost spitting in her face as he was trying to work himself up to do it- 

It was pointless, he knew that deep inside he couldn't ask her to leave. He didn't want her to leave! She held his heart in her hands, fuck, she did! why would he kick her out of her house? why would he want to be on his own, left to his own device and to the cold of the bedroom? He didn't want to be alone and he didn't want to make excuses for what he did SHe deserved more than lies.

« DO IT !!! DO IT !!!  Kick me out, Tommy!! » -She screamed and cried.- « Do it, Tom...Please! Please !... » -He wrinkled his nose and tried to speak but he couldn't. Mary was waiting for him to scream at her to leave his fucking house, to scream at her that he didn't love her and never did and that she wasn't Grace and he wouldn't love her at this level. She needed a reason to leave, a reason to kill any hope left in her heart, but when she realized he wouldn't speak, it made her scream and she slapped him- « COWARD !! You're a fucking coward TOM !!!! ONE JOB! I'm asking for ONE FUCKING JOB !! the EASIEST FOR YOU! And you're SCREWING THIS UP! » -She tried to hit him again but he grabbed her hand and pinned it hard against the wall.-

« FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU MARY! Don't you dare come to me and ask me to kick you out!  Don't ask me to tell you a lie! I won't tell you that I don't love you. I won't tell you that I want you to leave our house! I ain't a liar!  You hear me? I ain't that kind of guy!»

« Why did you so easily fuck that nazi bitch? Am I not enough for you? Don't I make you happy? » She asked, her eyes searching for his. « Why can't you push me away? » She really didn't understand and he realized she couldn't if he didn't make it clear that he loved her and wanted her. He wasn't a man of many words so he didn't know how to tell her what she meant for him. Instead, he grabbed her neck and crashed his lips against hers.

Mary's eyes were wide open as suddenly, his emotions became easy for her to read since Tommy was projecting like crazy. His anguish, his sadness, and his worries about her were overwhelming the nurse who barely processed the flow of information. She could feel his anger at the situation, at his powerlessness to make her feel better, at his love for her that grew without him being able to stop it. She knew Tommy hated what he did to her, he didn't want to fuck this blonde woman but he still did it for his business.  It was so overwhelming that Mary could only reply in kind and kissed him hard. Their kiss was a bruising one, that took their breaths away. The Shelby wrapped his powerful arms around her waist and lifted her up, allowing Mary to wrap her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. Tommy felt her pleasant weight against his body, her warmth and soft plumpness that aroused him even more. As they broke the kiss to catch their breaths, Mary grabbed his jaw and held it tight.

« You're a fucking pussy. Not kicking me out because you're in love with me. Tommy.. you better make up for it. You better make up for fucking with that nazi bitch and breaking my heart.» She said in a teasing tone. She was upset, but still willing to give him a chance to make up for the heartbreak he caused her.

He noticed that her dress was fluid enough for him to easily grab her bare skin,  and Tom relished in the softness of her flesh against his hard one. She grabbed a fist of his salt and pepper hair and yanked his head back. Sure! he would show her that he wasn't a pussy and he would show it to her so much she would break beneath him. He pulled her off of the wall and sat at the edge of the bed, this time fully feeling her weight on top of him.

« Quit saying I'm a pussy, Mary! » He grunted but it made her laugh and she ran her hand through her brown locks.-

« I call you a pussy when I feel like it. Right now it does have a nice sound to it. » -She said, biting her bottom lip.-

It felt strange to her, deep inside, she knew that she was angry. She wanted to tell him that she was hurting, to discover that he was able to give his body to someone else, an enemy really! How could he do this to her? How could he do this without telling her? She had to discover the truth by the mouth of the woman he fucked, in front of several people. how humiliating! Mary was ready to disappear or so she thought. Truth be told, she wasn't ready at all. She didn't want to leave Tommy. She didn't want to leave him and Charlie behind, but she wanted him to know he broke her trust. He broke her heart and she was not going to give it back to him as easily as before. Tommy felt the familiar weight of hers on him and moistened his lips in anticipation of what would come next. Mary massaged his scalp and shifted her weight on top of him, making sure she pressed herself against his crotch. She was taunting him, he could tell. She was reminding him about her sinful body, and her wicked mind. The rush of adrenaline caused by the whole situation was driving him crazy and he needed to let go of the overwhelming feelings. 

He picked up her arousal and guessed she wanted some. Who was he to refuse? In one swift motion, his wife removed her dress, exposing her perfect ample breasts and brown nipples, rock hard from the adrenaline rush and the cold of the room. Tommy sighed, taken aback by her beauty before he allowed his left hand to grope and knead her breast, eliciting a moan from her. The brunette rolled her head to the side and rocked her hips back and forth as she desperately wanted to feel him.

« Say it one more time and you won't be laughing. » He warned her, half-teasing, half-aroused.-

She felt good against him but he felt the urge to feel her flesh so he switched their positions. The gangster laid the nurse on her back and knelt in front of her right in between her legs. Her brown hair was messy around her face, and she was panting in anticipation. His hand was still kneading her breast, feeling its weight in his palm, and making her moan. Mary looked at him with lust filling her eyes and an underlying feeling of gratitude she couldn't even articulate. The older man removed his shirt, exposing his muscular torso to her greedy eyes, and he unzipped his pants eagerly. He felt her legs wrap around his waist and she reached out to his arm, pulling him towards her as her growing need for him took over.

« You're a pussy! You can't even fuck me properly. » She whispered in his ear, while he nibbled her neck. Tommy furrowed his brows, his ego picked on and his arousal growing to the point he was really trapped within his pants. Mary was playing with his nerves on purpose and relished seeing him angry and upset that she was insulting him. He realized that she too wanted to blow some steam off, express with her body how intense she felt during their confrontation earlier. "You even have to go fuck someone else because you can't handle me!"

« I'm a pussy huh? » He asked, it was a rhetorical question of course. He needed her to confirm.

« Yeah! A big pussy! I'm going to fuck you like you deserve!! » She spat at him with a playful grin on her lips.

« A pussy uh? » He repeated louder, quickly pulling his pants down so his swollen cock would be free. He looked down to the underline of her black panties and tossed them aside, exposing her slick and warm pussy to his hungry eyes. She didn't move, instead, she bit at her forefinger as she knew he would show no mercy at all. Tommy put his large hand on her soft belly, feeling its softness and her increased breathing before he slipped two fingers into her awaiting core without a warning.

« Aaaahh NN-Gh hh !!! »-She moaned and closed her eyes, overwhelmed by his digits in her tight crevice.- 

Every single night when she was on her own, she would imagine his fingers inside of her, his lips all over her body, his hands around her neck, or slapping her ass. But Tommy had been away, more and more and she had been missing her husband for a long time now. So it felt like a relief. He fingered her, fast and relentlessly without waiting for her to catch her breath. His fingers hit her sensitive spot, making her squirm beneath him, eyes closed, body undulating like a snake as she couldn't help but moan.

« You don't get too close your eyes. » He said to her, commanding, angry at her attempt to be kicked out by him. She shook her head and bit her inner arm, embarrassed suddenly to have him look into her eyes and to what he could find if he did. « Look at me! » He ordered, the harshness of his voice made her moan louder and she opened her eyes, only to stare at him with wet green eyes. 

He smirked, while his other hand jerked him off so he could be rock-hard and ready to ravage her. The tension in the room was reaching its peak and the scent of arousal was hitting his nostrils, only fueling his own desire. He felt how tight she contracted against his digits and grinned with a mischievous gaze.

« Ahhh... NN-Gh hh Don't stop! » She breathlessly said, yanking her head back and moaning louder as he kept pistoning and hitting her g-spot. He was quite skilled in bed and relished in seeing her cream on his fingers and melt beneath him. « Y-Yes !! Yes !! Fuck! Tommy !! » She called his name, over and over again as he kept fingering the ebony beauty at a steady pace.

« Who's a pussy now? » He asked with a chuckle. She replied in kind and bit harder at her bottom lip as her hips were matching his fingers. His grin widened as he saw her still trying to banter with him. In vain.

« You still are. » She said. « You still weren't able to fucking kick me out when I begged you to. Where is your virility? I don't see it! » She teased him but he went harder on her, forcing her to grab the sheets. « Fuck! Bastard! Stop teasing me like that! Fuck !!! Tom! I can't !!!!» She barked at him, shifting her waist as she couldn't keep it in place. Her eyes were now wide open and she stared at him, confused and desperate to find relief.

« I told you that you didn't have to leave! I told you that you're my wife! you're my fucking wife and you don't get to leave me! » He whispered while removing his fingers as brutally as he inserted them. Mary gasped and was shocked at being empty once again. He grinned as she stared at him, panting with lust-filled eyes. "I will fuck you if I want to!"

« You can't even do that! » She groaned, crossing her arms below her chest, mind-absently pushing her cleavage a little bit more into his face. Tommy chuckled darkly before he grabbed her legs and spread them wide open. Towering her with his large body, the gangster was staring at her with the very same lust she had, which had her groan a little bit in defiance.

« I'm not the one dripping wet here. » -He said, with a smirk. He knew she'd protest and maybe blush a little.-

« I'm not Dr---AAAH! » He thrust into her pulsating pussy, cutting her short in her rants. Tommy let a grunt escape from his lips as he relished in the warmth and slickness of her soft folds. Mary wrapped her arms around his shoulders and sunk her nails into his hard flesh. Drawing blood to her fingers and making him groan in discomfort « Y-Y-Yes! » She moaned as he was mercilessly pistoned her cunt. She had her eyes closed as it was becoming hard to handle.

It felt like a relief for both of them. Acceptance as well. Who knew? He wanted to make her pay somehow for what she put him through, but also for being in his life and haunting his heart and mind. He fucking loved her and this love made him feel ashamed for what he did with the nazi blonde.  His love for her made him choke on the idea of losing her. He punished her in his very own way, fucking her into oblivion as she wasn't able to speak anymore. He pumped hard into her, hitting the bottom of her petite core while his fingers were sunk into her fleshy waist to hold her in place. The nurse welcomed it, his roughness, for it was what she was looking for. She needed to feel alive, desired, and also forgiven for suggesting to leave. So she took his assaults on her and encouraged him to go harder. 

The bed cracked and threatened to break under their weight but none of them cared. She bit his shoulder, hard enough to draw blood to her lips, and scratched his back to leave her mark on him so he wouldn't forget her in the morning. It wasn't making love, they weren't making love at this exact moment. He was punishing her and she was redeeming herself.  but he was apologizing and she was accepting his apologies. After a while, Mary took his hand and wrapped it around her neck, as she felt herself being close to release and he complied. His hand gently squeezed her delicate neck and he grunted as he felt her tighten around his cock.

« Fuck you, Tommy! Fuck you...haaaannn » She let him know, her hand cupping his cheek in a soft caress while her legs wrapped tighter around his waist. « .....so fucking close... punish me... » She trailed off, her eyes so wet, so bright that he knew she was overwhelmed with the pleasure he made her experience. He wasn't too far away either as he felt his climax building up to the point of non-return. Tommy never thought the word « Punish » would be that arousing but it was all he needed to completely let loose.

His thrusts were slow and hard as he hit the bottom of her velvety core. He made the bed shift and crack harder than before and along with it, he made her scream. Mary didn't care that night. Tommy gave himself to her at this exact moment, indulging her every request with his hand around her neck squeezing just enough so she could feel its weight but not enough to hurt the nurse. She forgave him... he knew it. She forgave him but he wanted to make up to her. He wanted to treat her better and reassure her. Mary was his wife, the woman he chose to be with. That nazi blonde was not something he enjoyed. He had to. He had to do it if he wanted to achieve his goal but by doing so, he insulted his wife. He insulted their couple. He had to make up to her.

 She came, shaking and choking on her tears as pleasure was unbearable. And he stopped for a while so he could stroke her cheeks and plant several kisses all over her face. Mary sighed and cupped his face with her hands so she could look into his eyes. Her lips were trembling and her eyes were teary when she decided to kiss him softly, on a whim. The widely opened his eyes, not expecting the kiss to be this soft and to feel this good but he kissed her back, this time caringly. His thrusts were slower and softer as he wanted her to keep riding her orgasm and for him to reach his. He swiftly dragged her along with him into a sitting position where she would be on top of him and would move at her own pace. The nurse kept moving up and down, at the same soft and loving pace he just set earlier and gave him a sheepish smile in between kisses. He ran his fingers through her brown mane with his left hand and wrapped the other around her waist until finally, he felt the familiar spasm in his groin and his sweet release inside of her. She moaned at the sensation of him filling her with his warm essence. Both were spent and panting, both were mind-blown by the experience they just shared. The gangster pulled away some brown locks that were clinging to her face and gently pushed them behind her ear.

For the very first time, they were looking at each other. He saw her in her true glory and she saw him in his most vulnerable.  Mary was scared of losing her husband, she was scared of him getting tired of her because she wasn't in the business and wasn't able to support him in his maneuvers. She feared not being suitable anymore, but she realized he was scared too. He didn't want to lose her either because she was the only one able to keep him together. She was the only one able to bring him peace at night. that he couldn't imagine the world without her. They were looking at each other with fear in their eyes and love for the other for a while, without a word. Mary gave him a tight smile and leaned her forehead against his as he was going limp inside of her.

« I'm glad you didn't kick me out. »

« Yeah.. me too. » He kept stroking her hair, petting it in order to soothe her heart. "I'll never let you go, Mary. I can't... I'll make it up to you. What happened meant nothing to me. I don't love that woman. I didn't enjoy the time with her... I don't want to lose you."

"You won't... You won't... but you broke my heart, Tom... you broke it. I forgive you, and I love you. I love you so much... Please, keep it in mind."

-TBC-