CHAPTER 4:
Tom leans me back, sliding one hand between me, inside the silken barrier thatstill somewhat separates you, his index finger flicking at your clot, then circling it, the motion driving me crazy.
"Oh god, Tom!" I keen, feeling myself spiral towards my climax. His mouth is upon me once again, lips working at my neck, tongue gliding down my veins. "I'm going to mark you as mine, you'll never want another man," he growls again before sinking his teeth into the soft skin between my neck and shoulder.
It's a heavy combonation, how he is moving, his voice thick with lust and instinct and is enough to send me over the edge. The heat that has been building in my center rises until I feel it in the furthest extremities. Even the soles of my feet were burning. My breathing becomes ragged and my sighs turn into deep vocalized promiscuous lust.
"Say my name," Tom whispers fiercely, "I want to hear you SCREAM MY NAME when you cum!" "I want the neighbors to know who is fucking with you!" Even his vulgarity is elegant. As I begin to peak, Tom's name emerges from my mouth, starting with little, soft gasps, then with each climb up, getting louder and more vocal until I reach my apex...
"Tom! uhh...mmm Tom! Tom!" The heat exploding inside me, every nerve ending raw. "Tom! Tom! Tom!" I scream with each forceful, pleasurable thrust, almost like a mantra.
I ride out my climax feeling Tom's dick twitch inside me, his grip on me hardens strengthens even more until he leans his head back, his eyes rolled up, a very satisfied, fulfilled "FUCK," escaping Tom's lips as his hips buck and he cums.
Breathing heavily, very profoundly, Tom leans his forehead against mine and sighs, "That's my girl."
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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...
