She feels dizzy from the love she has for him. Jill can only watch as he maneuvers her and suddenly he's inside her, and she moans loudly at the pure relief she feels. This is better than what she hoped for: the sight of them in the mirror is the most erotic thing she's ever seen.
“The first was selfish, just for me,” he growls in her ear, as he starts to lift her up before fucking her back down on him. “But this one will be for you, as earned.”
She would argue this is all selfish for her, because even when he makes her want to beg, she enjoys it--but maybe she'll let him in on that later. He's always so careful not to overstep, and she worries the bubble might burst at any moment. Might as well enjoy.
"So much better than my fingers," she murmurs, giving a careful roll of her hips as she tries to lean back for a sloppy kiss.
"As it should be," he breathes, near panting until she turns her head, and then he willingly gives himself over for her kiss. Messy but desperate enough to make it hot, needy. "Oh, Jill..."
He shifts his hands from her hips to her inner thighs, spreading her wide as he fucks her so she's on full display.
He cranes his neck to be closer to her when she kisses him, eyes closing, but he looks at them again when she bids him to. He could shake with how tight she feels around him, how desperate for him she is even when he’s ramming her apart from below.
“We were made to fit together,” he says. It feels definitive. “We were always supposed to be together.”
It's not hard to come himself, feeling her clamp around him like that, feeling the wet heat of her all around him. He clutches her like they're one being, still jostling into her as he spills inside her, giving himself over to the sensation.
And then he just holds her, both arms wrapped tight around her, until she can breathe again.
"For you and you alone," he promises, craning his neck so he can put a kiss on the corner of her mouth, at the very least. One of his hands runs up and down her stomach, just to touch her, and then gently cups her sex. "Anything."
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"Oh, Clive... you're too good to me."
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"So much better than my fingers," she murmurs, giving a careful roll of her hips as she tries to lean back for a sloppy kiss.
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He shifts his hands from her hips to her inner thighs, spreading her wide as he fucks her so she's on full display.
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"Look at us," she breathes out, voice barely above a whisper. "Look how perfectly you fit to me, Clive."
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“We were made to fit together,” he says. It feels definitive. “We were always supposed to be together.”
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Her fingers curl tighter in his hair.
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She trembles in his arms and says his name again and again until it just becomes sounds of pleasure before she comes again.
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And then he just holds her, both arms wrapped tight around her, until she can breathe again.
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"Clive," she says, and if there's more after that, she's lost it.
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"Yes, my love?" he mumbles against her neck, before gently sucking at one spot on.
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"I love you." It's probably what she was going to say.
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"I love you too," he says. "I hope that was worth it."
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"Very," she says. "Did you enjoy it, my love?"
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And more than a little pleased with himself.
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"As am I. I should ask you to marry me," she teases.
Yeah, she remembers.
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"I should ask when it's more romantic than this," he says.
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"The answer will be yes, whenever you ask," she promises. "With a vow to ask you to wear silly things more often."
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"I'll make sure you're rewarded handsomely." With less choking.
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"You're too kind," he says. "But that day will come soon. I just want it to be perfect."
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"Don't worry yourself too much about perfect."
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"May I take you to bed and hold you, then?"
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"You may, if you give me a kiss before and after the journey."
Because it's so terribly far away from their spot on the floor.
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