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[rosarianoath]

“If I want more than this I’ll take you to the club soon,” he replies, amused, but she’s right: he does want more.

[noburden]

"You know I always want more. We're talking about you, Clive," she laughs, kissing along his jawline.

[rosarianoath]

“You’re insatiable,” he agrees, hooking two fingers into her panties and tugging them aside, just because he can. “I’ll be fine. It works in your favour if I can’t help myself later and step into the shower with you.”

[noburden]

"Are you saying you'd let me shower all by my lonesome otherwise?" She can't help but tease.

[rosarianoath]

“Perhaps!” He’s as amused as he is hard. “It’s a small shower for two. Sometimes I’m better off waiting outside and accosting you then.”

[noburden]

"Such a cruel man," she pouts, sighing before lifting her head to kiss his lips. "If you weren't so big..."

[rosarianoath]

“Stop feeding me, then,” he says, catching her in a kiss that depends quickly, his grip on her momentarily tightening to grind her against him.

[noburden]

"Never," she says against his lips before melting into him, hips rolling with his. He'll feel her smile before she adds, "But not feeding you will do nothing for the size of your cock, I fear."

[rosarianoath]

"We'll get a bigger house, then," he says. He hesitates to be crude with her, but if that's what she wants: "With bigger bathrooms, so there's more room for my cock."

[noburden]

Jill practically giggles. "We would need bathrooms as big as this room!"

How ridiculous they are, and even more ridiculous to feel herself blush after all they've done to one another in the bedroom.

[rosarianoath]

His eyes drop momentarily –– the only place for them to go is her breasts, still hidden behind her shirt –– and then back to her. She's enjoying herself. He can manage this talk.

"How brave of you to take it in you, then," he says. "Sometimes..."

No, maybe not.

[noburden]

"Sometimes...?"

Such talk doesn't come naturally to her, but it is fun.

"If you mean to marry me, I would hope you be able to speak your mind to me. No matter how filthy."

[rosarianoath]

If marriage is on the table...

"Sometimes," he repeats, reddening, "when you take me in your mouth... I see your throat struggle to contain me."

[noburden]

Well, that answers the question she's had of whether it's obvious...

That he's turning red along with her helps her not feel like she wants to sink through the floors to the basement.

"It's a bit of a battle, but I enjoy the challenge. It's gotten easier... but I wholeheartedly agree that I need more practice. You're right."

He said nothing of the sort.

[rosarianoath]

"Practice," he says, thoroughly amused. "I only meant I can see the bulge..."

It makes him feel selfish as all hell, but damn if it isn't a little hot, too.

[noburden]

She feels foolish, but that he's enjoying this makes her love it.

"You are the perfect size," she says, near to a purr. She gives a press of her groin against said bulge. "I like that I must strain to contain you."

[rosarianoath]

His eyes flutter shut as she grinds against him, his grip on her tightening again, and then he's had enough of teasing.

"Do you remember when I had you on your side, and I took you with one leg up?" Fuck if he remembers what it was called. "The one in your book? Do you remember how deep I was inside of you?"

He's already sitting up with her still in his lap, ready to bowl her over.

[noburden]

He sits up, and she's using the opportunity to find the bottom of his shirt and start pulling it up off him. When she meets his eyes, hers are full of mischievous delight.

"No, why, I don't believe I recall at all..."

She does. She does so much she feels an ache for him already.

[rosarianoath]

He helps her lift his shirt, taking his hands off her just long enough to drag it over his head, rumpling his already perpetually messy hair even more.

"I'll remind you, then," he says, tossing his shirt aimlessly and then tipping her over onto her back. He flips her skirt up and drags her panties down.

[noburden]

She goes with a small squeak of laughter--she may tease him about his size, but she adores being manhandled by him. A wiggle of her hips as she helps get her panties down, though she's distracted by running her hand down Clive's stomach.

"I like this, too," she says. "All your big muscle."

[rosarianoath]

He tosses her panties aside, too, and he to his fly next. His cock is a prominent ridge in his jeans, obvious from a mile, and he takes himself out without preamble.

“Is there any part of me that isn’t big?”

[noburden]

"None that I've met," she grins, and has to let her hand brush against his cock.

[rosarianoath]

Looking down at her delicate little hand on his cock in broad daylight feels obscene, but that’s a rich thought from a man eager to stuff it into her. He smiles, letting her have her moment, and then he gets a hand behind her knee to lift.

“Roll onto your side, my love,” he says.

[noburden]

Jill meets his eyes with a smile and rolls onto her side, pulling up her skirt before pushing her hair back.

"This bed creaks less," she points out wryly. Not to mention the solid walls.

[rosarianoath]

"That it does," he agrees, hitching up her leg to throw her calf over his shoulder as he moves in close, straddling her other thigh. "Better I move up here than you downstairs."

As if her moving downstairs was ever on the table.