CHAPTER 3: "WORKING WITH ONE HAND..."
Tom's hands migrate to my backside, I can feel his long fingers reaching the clap of my bra, and deftly undoing it; tossing it to the floor along with the tattered skirt and buttonless blouse. He moves to one of my nipples, his tongue flicking furtively at it, while Tom's hand reaches for the other, fingers rolling ther hardend nub, pinching it almost painfully and eliciting grateful moan from me.
"Uhhh, oh my god Tom." I managed to bite my bottom lip in pleasure, without being to loud, of course.
I begin working him with one hand, circling his dick, slowly moving my hand, pumping him inch by every inch. Tom groans in gratitude, and switches breasts. My other hand threads itself amongst his intoxicating curls, running my fingers through them. Tom's hands once again move to my hips, grasping me and lifting me. I stand for a moment, my lips seeking his again as I feel fingers move to the now sodden silk to the side.
Tom brings me down on top of him, his dick slipping ino my dripping folds. I try to ease him in, stretching to him, but he is still animal Tom, and I as linger, he pulls me down, forcing himself the rest of the way with a very compensating grunt. I gasp, a little in pain is mixed with the pleasure of having Tom's tremendous dick strecth me to capacity so quickly. I begin rocking my hips against his, riding him as he sits, and I can feel his shaft inside, the tip of him hitting the most tensile ball of nerves.
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Dominant.
FanfictionA sexual, steaming, romance between Tom Hiddleston and his wife Wendy Hiddleston. It starts out with a VERY romantic scence after Wendy gets home from work, and Tom thinks she's cheating on him. So they have crazy, wild, almost animalistic sex. Then...
