Unscripted Love • A Tom Hardy fanfic

Chapter 29

Fiona woke up to Tom's hand slipping into her panties, yet she kept her eyes shut pretending to still be asleep letting him explore her body. She could feel his breath on her chest as he pulled the blankets down exposing her body. 

His fingers skimmed over the soft lips under the silk panties before he slipped his middle finger between them feeling her wet warmth. 
Gliding his finger from her clit to her creamy opening, Fiona moaned from his touch. Tom looked back at her face, her eyes were still shut, but he saw a hint of a smile on her lips.  He appreciated his sleeping subject lifting her ass for him, as he looped his fingers in her panties and pulled them down her legs. 

With his legs between hers, he spread them further apart with a nudge from his knee. 
Fiona licked her lips in anticipation, waiting for his touch. His lips left a trail of moist kisses on her leg that grew cold as he moved upward. Biting gently along her inner thighs he worked his way to the middle. Fiona's eyes were open now, begging him silently to eat her pussy. Tom smirked as if he read her mind yet delayed her pleasure to first lift her tank top over her head exposing her round yet perky breasts. He grabbed something off the nightstand and turned back to her, sliding a black silk blindfold over her head and tying it on the side. 

His lips pressed against hers, his tongue running against her lip until she parted them for him. He kissed her deeply, his hand on the back of her neck. 

"Do you trust me?" He whispered, airy, into her ear. 

"Yes," Fiona said with a smile. Her lip quivered with nervous excitement, she bit it to keep it still. She laid down waiting for his touch.

Tom ran a metal spoon, that he had chilled in the ice bucket overnight, slowly down her chest. Her breath caught in her throat as her body arched at the coldness. Continuing, he dragged it along her legs, from her thighs to the bottom of her feet. Fiona let out an impulsive giggle, which caused Tom to laugh too. He kissed her foot to take away the tickle which didn't help much since his beard was stubbly. 

"This is supposed to be sexy," he stated, still laughing. 

"Sorry, sorry, I'll get it together," she said with another little giggle thinking about how funny that felt. She pulled her lips into her mouth and tried to stop smiling, forcing the comical moment far from her mind. 

Tom hoped to heighten Fiona's senses so that he could pleasure her until she was beyond satisfied. However, her giggling was exactly why he loved her; she didn't take anything too seriously. While she composed herself, he squeezed massage oil onto his hands and rubbed them together. The oil heated nicely between his palms before he slid them easily over her breasts and down her stomach. She moaned at the temperature change and the feeling of his hands roaming her body. He lifted the bottle over her and let the oil drop onto her body, it wasn't ice cold but caused her to shiver until he warmed it up against her skin. As he massaged her thighs he slowly inched toward her hairless pussy. She lifted her hips and tried to move toward his hands but Tom held her down against the bed with his hand on her lower stomach.  With the other hand, he reached back into the ice bucket and took a large ice cube into his fist. She had been waiting for his warm mouth to caress her, but instead melted icy water dripped and fell onto her expectant pussy. 

"Oooh," Fiona moaned as her body shivered. Taking the cube itself, he ran it over her mound and along her groin making her squirm from the chill. Tom dropped the ice cube back in the bucket and lifted her leg over his shoulder. Laying between her legs, he lapped at the cold water that ran over her clit. Fiona wore the blindfold but her eyes were tightly shut underneath anyways from the sensations Tom was giving her.

Her body was writhing against Tom's face as he licked and sucked her swollen clit. His cold fingers played in her increasingly wet cunt, plunging inside her steadily, warming from her body. He felt her G spot swell and rubbed his fingers back and forth against the ridgy mass causing Fiona's breathing to speed up and her vaginal walls started twitching. Pulling his wet and almost raisin-like fingers from deep within her, he ran them along her thighs as his lips sucked harder at her clit and then pulled away, making her jump.