"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."
"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."
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..."
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.
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.
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.
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."
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.
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.
"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.
What a view she has of him. Her reply is delayed as she looks him over, all muscle and scars and spots she wants to press her mouth against. At least she looks to his face when she does speak.
"I think I knew you would be here eventually." Just not exactly when.
Her sureness is touching, and his own view is inspiring: her pale leg extended along the length of his chest, her bare sex exposed and glistening amidst the fan of her skirt. He smiles down at her, and because he cannot fold her in two to kiss her, he rubs his cheek against her ankle and ducks his head just enough to press a kiss to her calf. He shifts in; the head of his cock bumps her slit.
"Watching you with a hammer and nails might make be ample entertainment for rainy afternoon," he says, and with her guidance he presses into her, slower than he usually would. He wants to watch her face, even if the thick head of his cock might fight that initial resistance longer.
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How ridiculous they are, and even more ridiculous to feel herself blush after all they've done to one another in the bedroom.
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"How brave of you to take it in you, then," he says. "Sometimes..."
No, maybe not.
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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."
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"Sometimes," he repeats, reddening, "when you take me in your mouth... I see your throat struggle to contain me."
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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.
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It makes him feel selfish as all hell, but damn if it isn't a little hot, too.
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"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."
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"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.
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"No, why, I don't believe I recall at all..."
She does. She does so much she feels an ache for him already.
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"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.
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"I like this, too," she says. "All your big muscle."
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“Is there any part of me that isn’t big?”
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“Roll onto your side, my love,” he says.
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"This bed creaks less," she points out wryly. Not to mention the solid walls.
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As if her moving downstairs was ever on the table.
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"I think I knew you would be here eventually." Just not exactly when.
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"I'd hoped for it."
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Jill reaches down to help guide him to her--and to touch him some more.
"You're lucky I haven't boarded up the basement yet," she laughs.
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Let it pickle
BABE WE CANT
JUST SAY YOU WANT A DIVORCE
DOES THAT MEAN WE’RE MARRIED
YES 🥹
YAY 🥹
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jill remembering this later like nvm
im already takin notes for later
that's my girl
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