𝓣𝓸𝓶 𝓗𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 - 4

Missed You, Darling*

𝐀/𝐍 - All credit goes to the writer duskholland on Tumblr

https://duskholland.tumblr.com/post/635714217682616321/for-blurb-night-some-good-ol-lovemaking-with

Parings →Mob! Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings → SMUT!!! Unprotected sex.

Summary → The reader and Tom makes love after staying away from each other for two weeks.

✧･ﾟ: *✧≪•◦ ❈ ◦•≫✧･ﾟ: *✧

Tom lays you down over the sprawling king-sized mattress very delicately, kissing your lips, deeply, before slowly making his way down your body.

"So bloody perfect, aren't you, angel?"

Your boyfriend runs his hands over your chest, grabbing handfuls of your breasts in his warm palms. As he dips his head down and laps over your left nipple, a small whimper slips past your lips.

"Hm?" Tom blinks up at you, brown eyes wide with false innocence as he drags his tongue over your nipple. As one hand pays attention to your other breast, his remaining fingers travel to your face, fingertips padding over your lips. He drums his digits over your mouth. "Speak, darling. I want to hear your beautiful voice."

You push against his touch and kiss at his fingertips, earning a smirk from your boyfriend.

"Missed you so much, Tom," you mumble. You gasp softly when Tom releases your nipple and continues on his journey down your figure. "Been a really long two weeks without you."

Soft, warm lips move over your stomach, over your hips, to the tops of your thighs. Tom had already taken the liberty of peeling down your panties earlier when he'd undressed you in front of the mirror and made you watch as he'd explored your tight heat with three of his slender, skilled digits. You're already wet - orgasmed twice, but craving more, aching for the sweet release that you only get from Tom, and his hands, or his mouth, or his cock.

"Fuck," you whimper, watching as Tom kisses each of your thighs before pushing your legs wide open. "Please fuck me," you beg, grasping at the sheets. "I need your cock, Tom."

Your boyfriend hums, using two fingers to peel apart your outer lips. Your tender clit throbs, and then you cry out loudly as he dips his head and runs his tongue over the bud. He drags his warm muscle from your entrance before circling your clit again, grunting in appreciation as you reach down to grab a hold of his hair. You try weakly to pull him back, muttering more about how you'll go crazy if you don't feel him properly, but he just tuts.

"Shush," he hums. "Let me taste my pussy, yeah? Then I'll give you what you want, greedy thing."

He's got both of his arms holding your waist, keeping you firmly on the bed as you thrash. You love it - love the feeling of his tongue, swirling around your bud, rewarding the sensitive area with warm, wet circles - and he knows it, knows you love being stimulated beyond the limits of pleasure like this. There have been nights before where he's spread you out like this and made you cum, over and over, until all you know is his name, dripping from your tongue like a prayer.

"Fuck, fuck," you murmur. Obscene wet noises drift through the air as Tom makes out with your heat, sparing no enthusiasm as he sucks at your cunt, adding two fingers into your pulsing pussy as his mouth unravels you. "Keep going, fuck, I'm-"

Tom hums, loudly, and the vibrations cause you to spin off, shouting obscenities as you moan loudly. You fall apart under his tongue, dizzying waves of pleasure spreading over you as you drown in it, chest heaving as you gasp loudly.

"Fucking delicious," Tom mutters. He slides up your body, dark eyes glinting as your juices shine on his chin. "Don't think there's anything I love more than tasting my cunt, darling." He smirks when you whimper and reach out for him, pulling him closer again. His cock, hard and aching, presses up against your slit, and as you part your legs wider, it settles between your folds. "Still so needy though, aren't you?"