Author's note

As always, thank you so much to everyone who has read/followed/reviewed/favourited the story so far! I love to hear from you.

This chapter is based on an M-rated ficlet I posted on Tumblr this week (the end of it is marked by a divide below), which was written especially to mark the birthday of my friend the Yankee Countess. A shout out to my friend angiemagz as well, who used her artistic talents to create the wonderful picture that accompanied the original story. As you can see, it has now been expanded into a full blown chapter and "gatecrashed" its way into the main story.

As you might expect, it is rated M - all sexy fun, not a lot of plot - so if that is not your thing, stay tuned for the next chapter update which is coming soon.

Chapter 9 - Bath time

Sybil pushed through her front door, exhausted after a double shift at the hospital. The lights were on so she knew she wasn't alone.

"Tom, where are you?"

No answer... then she saw it - a white flower petal on the floor near the front door, and a trail of them leading away towards the back of the flat.

Intrigued, Sybil followed the petals across the carpet - they led her to the bathroom door, which was shut. Opening the door, she smelt her favourite Jo Malone French Lime Blossom fragrance. What was going on?

Coming into the room, she gasped when she saw what he had done for her - the bath was full of bubbles, chilled champagne was nearby and scented candles were burning, sending a gentle light across the room with their sweet, sharp scent. Best of all, Tom himself was in the tub already, reaching out to her - "Come on in my love, the water's fine..."

Sybil smiled - how did he keep doing this? Knowing exactly what she needed, whenever she needed it? She stepped out of her shoes and unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor. Tom grinned when he saw that she was wearing the lingerie set he had bought her the previous weekend. The white lace bra and knickers looked amazing on her beautiful curves and he longed to touch the silky fabric before tearing it off her.

Instead, he watched as she closed her eyes, biting her lip as she reached behind her to unclasp her bra, ever so casually. She let the straps fall slowly from her shoulders and made him wait until the whole thing fell to the floor, revealing her full, firm breasts to his hungry eyes. She raised her arms to pull the pins from her topknot and felt the tension in the room ratchet up several notches as her long, dark hair tumbled around her shoulders.

Still with her eyes closed, she took one step closer to the bath, slipping one finger under the waistband of her knickers. Tom groaned as he saw her slide her finger between her legs, moving it back and forth as she started to caress her clit - "Mmmmm..." she whispered. It was amazingly arousing to be doing this in front of Tom, pretending to be alone but knowing full well he was drinking in every second of what she was doing, and she felt herself getting wet in anticipation of what was to come.

She heard him growl - "Sybil, for fuck's sake, get over here now so I can ravish you!"

Naughtily, she put her finger to her lips and started to lick her own juices. Then, taking her time, she pushed her knickers down her legs, bending over to put them on the ground and then standing up, arching her back luxuriantly as she ran her hands over her breasts, tweaking her nipples - "That feels so good… ".

She heard an inarticulate sound break from Tom's throat and finally had mercy on him, opening her eyes - "Well hello Tom - what a surprise. See anything you like?" She winked at him, sashaying across the bathroom floor with a gentle sway of her hips perfectly calculated to drive him out of his mind with lust.

As she stepped into the tub, he sent a wave of water washing over the edge, barely letting her get in before he grabbed her and pulled her naked body towards his. His mouth came down on hers with a ferocity that bruised her lips and sent her mind spinning. His tongue immediately demanded entry into her mouth, caressing her teeth and tongue, as his hands ran all over her body under the water.

They broke the kiss and he whispered - "You'll pay for that, girl!" Storm dark, his blue eyes locked onto her own, and Sybil's stomach tightened and turned over as she saw his expression and felt his hot breath on her face.

He pushed her shoulder so she was facing away from him, and his arms came around her waist, pulling her close, so she was between his legs. She could feel his erect cock pushing hard against her lower back as his hand slid down her stomach and headed towards her core. His fingers knew so well where they were going, and they moved unerringly towards her most sensitive spot.

As he began to stroke and tease her clit with his thumb, sliding a finger inside her, his other hand played with her nipple in the same rhythm. His teeth nipped at a particular point at the base of her neck which he knew from previous hours of exploration of her body was a secret hotspot.

Sybil heard Tom's voice behind her, rough with desire - "Sybil, God, you are so fucking hot, I can never get enough of you..." and she closed her eyes, leaning back into him to get as close as she could.

A thought popped into her mind that made her smile - what would Mary think of some of the things she and Tom enjoyed doing? Imagine if she told her about the blindfold and handcuffs they used sometimes! As close as she was to her sister, since she had started seeing Tom she had learnt that there were some things that were just for the two of them, which made them all the more exciting.

She felt the intensity build within her, closing her eyes as Tom's lips ran up her throat to the soft spot just under her ear, another pleasure point that only he knew about. As she approached her peak, her heart racing and her breathing ragged, Tom murmured - "Come on Sybil, my darling, come for me".

Sybil gave herself over to him utterly, letting all thoughts slide away as her body travelled along the fine edge of ecstasy, teetered on the brink, then tumbled into the void. Her climax came with such power she had to lift herself up, bucking towards his hand as her whole body sang with vibrations and flashes of light..."Oh Tom, TOM!"

Tom smiled - as he felt her come undone in his arms, he thought - "Get ready for a long night ahead, milady - that's just a taste of what I have planned for you!" He buried his face in her neck, tightening his arms around her and thinking about what was to come...

After plenty more talking, kissing and caressing and a couple more glorious orgasms for Sybil - Tom was determined to make it all about her - she sighed. They had finished the last of the champagne and the water (already topped up once) was definitely cooling after nearly an hour in the tub.

"Tom, look at my fingertips, they are all wrinkly! Maybe we'd better get out?" She stood up and stepped onto the wet floor - "Oh dear, we did make a mess, didn't we!"

She reached back with a cheeky smile and gave him her hand to help him out. They spent several minutes longer than they needed to towelling each other down, Tom murmuring - "Sybil, your breasts are absolutely soaking! Here, let me help you..."

They were both giggling a little, grinning at each other as they stumbled out of the bathroom, hand in hand and slightly tipsy. Since the bathroom was an ensuite, they were in Sybil's bedroom now, which looked beautiful. Sybil hadn't even noticed the white flower petals were scattered all over the bed too, and more candles (burning quite low) were arranged on the bedside tables.

"Tom, darling, this is really wonderful - thank you so much for doing all this for me!"

Serious for a moment, Tom looked into her eyes - "Love, you know I would do anything for you."

He put one hand on her cheek and gently pulled her face up to his for a kiss, which started out sweet and loving, but which did not take long to change into something darker and deeper. Tom's arm came around Sybil's back, bringing her body into contact with his all along its length, and his other hand tangled in her hair, still wet and dripping on the bedroom carpet. Sybil let out a moan, tightening her grip around his neck and closing her eyes as her tongue slipped past his lips. They pulled apart, and Sybil dropped her eyes - she had an idea.

Taking his hand again, she led him to the bed - "Lie down Tom, there's something I have been wanting to do all night...".

Tom acquiesced willingly, stretching out on his back and throwing his arms above his head, letting Sybil appreciate his muscled chest and chiselled abs. She climbed onto the bed, settling herself astride his hips. Then, she leaned forward and started to plant soft, wet kisses on his chest, pausing to stroke his nipples with her tongue for a few minutes on the way to his ribcage, then heading towards his stomach.

Evidence of how much Tom was enjoying what Sybil was doing was already tapping on her chin as she moved further down his body, stroking his erect cock with her hands before taking it into her mouth. She knew how much he loved her doing this and she also knew that since she had started seeing him she loved doing it too. This was a change for her, since in her other relationships she had seen it as a bit of a chore, to be done once in a while almost as a favour. Now, she relished the chance to give him this much pleasure.

Her tongue slid along his length, lingering just below the head of his cock to tease a particular spot she knew drove him crazy. She began to move her head up and down, humming a little in the back of her throat. Letting him guide her pace at first as he grabbed the back of her head, showing her the rhythm he wanted, she then took control. He surrendered to her with a growl - "God, that is amazing!"

Her hand slipped between his legs to cup and caress his balls, her head and tongue moving faster as she brought him even further into her mouth. She could feel he was almost ready - "Sybil, fuck, don't stop!" - and the next moment she felt his release and closed her eyes as she swallowed. She kept his cock between her lips for a few more minutes as he came down, then lifted her head, wiping her mouth and pushing her hair out of her eyes.

Tom pulled her up to him, murmuring - "You sexy witch, Sybil, what you do to me..." and started to kiss her, tasting himself on her lips as his hands caressed her and Sybil wriggled in his arms to get even closer.

After a little while, Tom pushed her onto her back, and she could feel he was already erect again - sometimes, she had particular reasons to be happy about dating a guy who was younger than she was! He rose up on his elbows above her, rolling on a condom quickly and looking down at her with eyes hazy with desire. His lips crashed down on hers as he pushed himself inside her, loving the feeling of slick wetness all around him.

Both of them were in the mood for something quick and dirty this time - no loving words, no tender kisses, just raw passion flowing through both of them like a river. Sybil wrapped her legs around Tom's waist, while he positioned himself to stimulate her clit as he thrust into her hard and fast. She was still so aroused from his bath time attentions, his cock pushing against her core was more than enough for her.

They raced together towards the explosion they both knew was coming, Tom bracing himself against the head of the bed to help him drive even deeper into her. Then, he threw his head back and let out a silent howl as he came, while she clung to him and buried her head in his chest. She was riding a wave that seemed to be endless, her core pulsing again and again, fiery sparks flying along every nerve in her body.

Tom fell on top of her and then rolled over, taking her with him and settling her head on his chest as his arms tightened around her, stroking her hair.

"Tom, I love you so much, darling, I feel so lucky to be with you..."

Hearing those words, Tom tilted her face up to his with his finger - "Sybil, are you kidding? I can't believe how lucky I am to wake up beside you nearly every day. All I want to do is show you how much I love you. Don't you know I spend every minute thinking about ways to make you happy?"

Their lips met again and they held onto each other as tightly as they could. As far as they were concerned, nothing mattered except their love - as Tom had once said, the rest was detail.

A/N -

OK, yes I stole the last line, but then again this is one of the S/T fandom's all time favourite lines - what do you want from me! ;)

Back to the plot next time - as a reminder, Mrs Branson is coming to town...