Standing on the deck of my suite at the Princeville Resort on the world famous Hawaii Island of Oahu, the gentlest of late afternoon sea-breeze tosses my long blonde hair from one side to another, not caring where it lands as I glanced at my digital watch that sat in its usual spot on my left wrist. The sunset was turning the pristine blue waters of the ocean into varying shades of orange, red and yellow as it began its gradual daily descent into the horizon, my thoughts turning to my boyfriend, Tom Hiddleston, who was due to arrive soon.
I mustn’t have been lost in my thoughts enough because I was able to hear a noticeable knock on the door. Sliding the doors closed with just enough space to let the calm ocean breeze in the room, I quickly crossed the carpeted floor and slid back the chain that held the door closed. My heart racing by now; I’d pushed the door handle down and gently open the door, finding my 6”2 man there wearing long white pants, matching shirt and shoes, his hair still slightly dark from his turn as the villain Loki in the new THOR film.
“Jenna” he said almost breathlessly as he dropped his bag just inside the door, kicking it shut behind him as he pulled me into his arms, his hand tangling in my hair as he stood there holding me for what seemed like an eternity before he stepped back a little, lifted my face till he could look into my eyes and brought his soft pink lips crashing down onto mine as I put my arms around his neck, pulling him close to me, surprised that I already was able to clearly feel just how excited he was through those pants.
I sighed his name as he moved his mouth down to my neck, kissing and gently biting the one spot that he knew was my weakness, not wanting to let him go after spending a full eight weeks on separate continents for our new film roles, “Oh Tom; god I missed you” I sighed as I pulled his face back up to mine and kissed him again (I'm 6”1 btw), wanting to be recalling the way it felt to be kissing him again, even though we had quite clearly done a lot of this in our almost twelve months together.
Finally pulling away, his mesmerising blue eyes looked into my brown eyes, “I missed you too sweetheart; so much more than I could say” he replied as he took my hand and lead me over to the King sized bed, his hand never leaving mine for a second, not that I wanted him to either. We sat for a while just enjoying being back together again after a timeframe apart, but it wasn’t enough as I whispered in his ear ‘make love to me Tom, I need you’ and, as always, my man was only more than happy to oblige.
He gently laid my head against the pillows, his large hand on the side of my face, gently rubbing it with the pad of his thumb as he continued to stare into my eyes before I pull his face to mine, kissing him again, slowly at first then with a bit more passion to it, his hands now firmly tangled in my hair, making an even bigger mess of my hair than what the breeze had barely ten minutes ago, before moving down and taking a firm hold on the side of my neck, his mouth soon following its path.
“You have no idea just how much I want you Jenna” he breathlessly whispered between kisses and bites, seemingly determined to mark me as his, “Eight weeks apart is just too long”. By now his hands were working on the press-studs at the front of my blue shirt and carelessly tossed it onto the floor beside the bed, before going to work trying to get my red and green laced bra off, his mouth now on my breasts, sucking and licking the skin, turning me on in a way that he never had before, perhaps being apart was behind it.
Just as I was about to say something to him, I gasped as I felt his fingers slide into my red-and-green panties, instantly finding how wet I was for him, which only encouraged him to slide one of those beautiful long fingers inside, finding my special spot in seconds and rubbed it in alternate patterns (sideways, back and forward) causing me to arch my back off the mattress, pushing my breast further into his mouth as he picked up speed knowing by now exactly when to stop before I came on his hand, because clearly he had other plans tonight.
