"That's always more than enough for me," she tells him, and this time when she pulls her fingers away she tips his mouth towards hers so that she can kiss him. It's her tongue that parts his lips rather than her fingertips.
Clive’s mouth briefly bobs open, anticipating another finger, and the kiss is a pleasant surprise, her tongue prompting a soft sound. He shifts in her arms, dragging his body against hers, humming as he settles into making out.
She sighs against his mouth, both from pleasure and the weight of his body pushing the air out of her lungs.
"Perfect," she murmurs after a few moments, on a break from his mouth to catch her breath. Jill looks into his eyes with a smile, cheeks rosy. "You're perfect for me, Clive."
He kisses the corner of her mouth when she breaks off, then her cheek, then he presses his forehead against hers, like only space will maintain his desire for her.
"Even the bits that push you into uncomfortable territory?" She can't help but ask, teasing. He loves her completely. She doesn't doubt that for a moment.
"You have the most handsome smile there is. My heart flutters every time," she tells him, and she's telling the truth. "It's always been that way, with you. I take great pride in being the cause of your smile."
Clive gives an embarrassed little huff, briefly looking away, as though such a gesture could hide his smile from her. He kisses her deeply just to not have to reply.
“Is that so?” he murmurs, against her lips, kissing her again and again. The leg around his prompts him to slide the hand on her hip down, hitching it tight to him. “Then you will have kisses and pastries to feed upon for the rest of our days.”
"I'd make sure I got it all," she says with a laugh. "And then you'd have to indulge me, as it would be your fault for what I'd ask to be covered in chocolate next."
She smiles at him as she strokes his cheek, needing to balance something sharp with something tender.
"That's my favorite thing, you know. That we can simply kiss one another whenever we like, because we can." Just not in front of Joshua. That's still strange.
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"You're generally well behaved."
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"Perfect," she murmurs after a few moments, on a break from his mouth to catch her breath. Jill looks into his eyes with a smile, cheeks rosy. "You're perfect for me, Clive."
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“I love you,” he replies. “Every bit of you.”
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"I'm the most fortunate woman in any world. My days are full of nothing but love and warmth. And you, and your smile."
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"I could survive off your kisses and nothing else."
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"I enjoy your kisses much more than pastries. Even the ones filled with chocolate," she adds. An honor.
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"I'd make sure I got it all," she says with a laugh. "And then you'd have to indulge me, as it would be your fault for what I'd ask to be covered in chocolate next."
His dick. Clearly. She laughs again.
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“Sounds… messy.”
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And wash the bedding.
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Cock isn’t exactly complementary with sweet things, is it?
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"Only one way to find out?" She laughs louder, but then minds her volume, not wanting to be too loud.
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"Kissing me to shush me, hmm?"
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"That's my favorite thing, you know. That we can simply kiss one another whenever we like, because we can." Just not in front of Joshua. That's still strange.
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