Page 17 of Wife Project


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“I thought that was just a saying,” she says breezily. “Like the whole five orgasms thing. Hyperbole, perhaps.”

“Ah. no. Literal statements on both counts.”

She laughs.

I frown. “Not kidding, Clover. Get down here.”

“You’re lying on the floor.” Her tits jiggle as she glances around. “Don’t you want to go to a bed?”

I reach up, grateful for my extra-long wingspan, and grasp her by the hips.

She yelps as I yank her down and put her ass on my chest. “Mr. Newton Smith,” she breathes.

I grin. “That’s more like it.” I squeeze her ass, then smooth my hands up to her tits, admiring the red marks I left there before I cup her face in my hands. “Are you comfortable?”

“You’re the one on the floor!”

“I’m right where I want to be. You look gorgeous in the light reflecting up from the city. And we’ll get to the bed eventually.”

She wiggles her ass against my chest. “I’m comfortable.”

“Good. Now lean forward.”

She glances at the window behind my head.

“Yes, good girl. Brace your hands there…and bring me your lovely self.”

“My…” She glances down.

I skim my palms to her thighs and ease them wider. Her panties are black lace, some kind of cheap looking stretchy material, and through the pattern I can see the shape of her pussy. Beautiful lips and a secret seam. Her hidden entrance.

“Your cunt is beautiful,” I say as reverently as I can, which is really fucking reverent.

She sucks in a breath. Then she rocks her hips slightly toward me.

Yes. “The best girl,” I praise her. “That’s it. You know what I want.”

“Literal face sitting,” she whispers. “Like…this?”

I nod as her pussy gets closer. “That’s it.”

“With my panties on?” She squirms as I exhale, then inhale again sharply.

“To start.” I lift my head enough to rub my nose against where her clit is hiding. “You make me so hard.”

She tries to twist around, to see the evidence of what I’ve just claimed, but I don’t want that just yet.

“Clover,” I bark.

She twists back, giggling. “This isn’t how I thought this would go.”

“Mmm.” I kiss the inside of one thigh. “What did you imagine?”

“You laying me on a bed…” She sighs as I kiss the other leg, this time with a trailing lick that goes up to the edge of the black lace. “Uh… Mmm.”

I give her an open-mouthed kiss at the apex of her thighs, pulling on her flesh through her panties. It sounds very romantic. Sweet.

I’ll give her that later.

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