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[noburden]

"The past is the past," she agrees. What's done is done. They have one another now, and she knows he's trying his best to make her feel loved despite the fumbles. "We're together now, and if I recall, you promised to fill me again."

But she sneaks in one more kiss, soft and sweet against his lips.

[rosarianoath]

“I did,” he says, and there’s a touch more eagerness in his voice, even before he loops an arm under her knees and hugs them towards her chest. No sense in changing position when he’s already right there, primed to bump the head of his cock against her slit. He nuzzles his face against hers, having comfortably locked her into his arms.

“Guide me in.”

[noburden]

She's glad to hear him excited, knowing he's enjoying himself. It's such a simple joy. Just like this position, gathered up against him, able to easily kiss him as she reaches around her thighs to help position him with her fingertips against his shaft.

"There," she tells him. "Now get yourself where you belong."

[rosarianoath]

She’s still so wet, and he breathes comfortably when his head presses against her parting lips.

“Yes, my lady,” he says.

He braces a foot against the bed and tilts his hips against her and slides in a few inches, and he shifts her down against him to slide in a few more —- like she’s weightless, meant to fit there.

[noburden]

Jill sighs happily, fingertips tracing the line of his jaw.

"It's always such a relief when you're inside me, Clive. Does it feel that way for you?"

[rosarianoath]

It's a pleasant thing, settling into her to the hilt, feeling the squeeze of her around him.

"I never seat myself within you without remembering how long I've desired you," he murmurs. "How fortunate I am to live that dream."

[noburden]

"Do you think that will ever change?" She asks. Her fingers trace his scar before slipping up into his hair, playing with the strands.

[rosarianoath]

"No," he says, breath coming a little sharper as he draws back out and strokes back in, slow but hard. "I am a lucky man each and every time."

[noburden]

She gives a roll of her hips when he bottoms out, as if trying to take him deeper.

"Not more than me. When I was a little girl I had dreams of marrying you. And then I thought that a life with you was out of reach."

Marriage and all that follows is a nice thought, but now she's simply happy to be in his company. It's enough.

[rosarianoath]

The press of her ass against him has his eyes fluttering shut briefly, his grip on her knees tightening as he grinds her against him. He laughs briefly, under his breath.

"It wouldn't have been permitted," he says. "Just the same, some mornings I couldn't look you in the eye, knowing what thoughts had filled my mind..."

[noburden]

She can't help the soft laughter that escapes her.

"You've always been sweet, even as a boy. I'm sure my thoughts over the years have been worse."

[rosarianoath]

He presses a brief kiss to the side of her face.

"I think you'd put even the wildest philanderer to shame," he says.

[noburden]

"What?" She laughs in surprise. "I am not that bad!"

Only some days.

[rosarianoath]

“I’ve felt your touch, and so I know your mind.”

He presses in particularly hard, remembering the none-too-distant memory of her hand gliding over his skin, of the way she’ll insist on him splitting her wide and filling her up. He murmurs, near teasing:

“I know what you read.”

[noburden]

He gets a moan out of her, and then--another laugh. Guilty as charged, and she can't deny that.

"It's research," she tells him, and gives his cheek a little pinch. But her thumb smooths over it after, and she the look she gives him is loving. "I like trying new things with you, Clive. Sharing new experiences together."

[rosarianoath]

He nods, a grin tugging at his mouth.

“I’ll keep that in mind for your surprise,” he says, quickening his pace a touch.

[noburden]

"What?" She's mildly distracted by him fucking her, and she groans as she tries to focus. He's doing this on purpose. "What does that mean?"

He's such a tease.

[rosarianoath]

He loves feeling her slacken, so taken by his cock filling her that she can’t concentrate on anything but. He just smiles, warm in all ways, and tucks her knees up a little tighter so he can reach at a better angle.

[noburden]

He's lucky she's so enamored with him.

"Clive," she whines. But she can't be all that upset if she's moving to kiss him, tongue parting his lips.

[rosarianoath]

He opens his mouth for her, yielding even as he keeps up a relentless, demanding pace. Confident she wants it of him, comfortable to chase his own orgasm knowing it’s what she wants out of him. He kisses her mindlessly, a stifled moan on the back of his throat.

[noburden]

He's perfect. Strong, bold, warm, and loving--distantly, Jill wonders what they're doing, seeing other people when they're capable of this much passion. The thought is quickly derailed when her orgasm creeps up on her, walls throbbing around his cock when he presses particularly deep. She moans into his mouth, kissing him harder, wanting him to join her.

[rosarianoath]

What felt good around his fingers is incomparable here, a far cry from the heat and pulse of her. He needs little other encouragement than that and the press of her lips to tumble over the edge, throbbing inside her.

He gasps: “Marry me.”

[noburden]

He spills into her hot and deep and it's just what she wanted, and it feels all the better with her own orgasm trying to draw him deeper. She's a moaning, gasping mess held against him, eyes closed as she savors the moment.

He says something. Something she thinks she must have misheard from the blood rushing in her ears, but she opens her eyes to look at Clive, clear and blue and curious.

"What was that?"

[rosarianoath]

What did he say? He knows, but the impulse is not so easily repeated, even buried so deep in her. He draws in a hard breath, gazing at her, love-drunk.

He says, with untethered sincerity: “I love you.”

[noburden]

Her eyes search his. It's hard to think when he's still buried inside her, their bodies still twitching. She thinks maybe it best she ignore what she thinks she heard.

"I love you, too. More than anything..."

But.