'Until Death Do Us Apart' (Tom Hiddleston Fanfiction)

Chapter 11 - SMUT

'*Do It For Me - Rosenfeld*'

TUESDAY 12.10.2021

I abruptly closed the front door of my studio and continued to kiss Tom. His shirt was already wide open and my jumpsuit was sliding down my shoulders. Leaning against a wall, I quickly unbuttoned the last few buttons on Tom's shirt before throwing it to the floor.

Shirtless, he was licking my neck and tenderly kissing my earlobe. My hands were on his lower back, inches from his butt. I wanted to feel every parts of his hot skin under my small fingers.

In one quick movement, I had jumped into Tom's arms and he had placed his hands under my buttocks. He carried me and kissed me to my bed before laying me down and lying on top of me. He was so tall.

His heavy body pressed me against the mattress. Our tongues danced as my hands slid down his muscular back. I could feel every single muscle of his body contract under my tender touch, making me hornier than ever.

He pulled me against him so that I was in a sitting position. With a graceful gesture, he dropped my jumpsuit to my hips. Slowly, he took a step back, stood up and pulled my jumpsuit down my legs.

"Don't you ever wear a bra?" he asked, satisfied.

I burst out laughing and dropped onto my back. Tom's wet lips landed on my calves and he kissed every inch of my body before finding my mouth. His kisses were out of this world, making me lose my mind every time is lips touch my skin.

My naked body lay on the bed while Tom still wore his pants. Our tongues intertwining, I loosened the belt around the curves of his pelvis. I wanted to get rid of his clothes. I wanted him to be naked.

"Easy Love, let me take care of you," he exclaimed, his lips pressed against mine.

Without retorting, I tightened my hands around his neck and kissed him as hard as I could. His tongue was slowly dancing with mine as his lips were eating my mouth with conviction. He took my hands in his and pulled away.

"How would you like to have your hands tied to the bed?", he asked, picking up his shirt.

Shocked and excited by his request, I held out my wrists for him to tie. He tied a knot around my hands and around the head of my bed. I was more ready than ever for him, I was more hot than ever for him.

He kissed my lips, my cheeks, my neck before letting his tongue meet my breast. Gently, he nibbled my nipple between his soft teeth. Tied up and excited, I could only enjoy the moment with my eyes close.

He moved down my body and placed his tongue on my inner thighs. My whole body tingled as he moved closer to my pubic bone. He licked and kissed every inch of my skin without ever touching my private parts.

Soon, he approached my breasts again and gently sucked on my nipples. One of his hands slid down my stomach and stopped near my pubic bone. I was trembling, just wanting him to fuck me for hours.

"You're killing me Tom," I said, distraught.

"Sex is about desire and lust. Enjoy it," he whispered as he licked my neck.

I was desperate and tormented, unable to touch him with my hands. I wanted to hold him to my body, I wanted to feel his heart beating against my breasts, I wanted to dig my nails into his back.

His hand finally came to rest on my clit, which made me moan. He lodged two fingers in my vagina, while his thumb made circular motions over my G-spot. I lifted my head slightly from the cushion, biting my lips. Quickly, Tom placed his free hand on my neck and pinned me against the mattress.