To Be a Virtuous Wife, According to the Manual novel · Chapter 10 of 24

Chapter 10: Stay

We didn't turn on the lamp.

The streetlight came through the shade and laid a pale stripe across the chenille spread, and we undressed in it without a word.

I hung my good dress on its hook. He folded his shirt over the chair.

He did it slowly, and I saw that his hands were still unsteady.

I took them in mine.

"Lie down," I said.

He lay down on his back.

I climbed over him and sat on his hips, the sheet around my waist, and put my palms flat on his chest.

His heart beat against them.

"Dolores..."

"Hush. Rule 7. You've talked first. Now you get to rest."

"I don't think I can."

"You don't have to do anything."

I bent and kissed his forehead, and the bridge of his nose, and the corner of each eye.

His lashes were wet.

I kissed the scar on his arm and then the other arm, which had no scar and needed kissing just as much.

I kissed the base of his throat, where the pulse was fast, until it began to slow.

He let out a long breath, and some tight thing in his chest let go under my hands.

"That's it," I said. "That's right."

His fingers came up and curled around my waist. He wasn't gripping. He was holding.

I slid my wet pussy slowly along the thick length of his cock against his stomach.

I felt him swell hard and heavy under me, and I felt his thighs go taut as I took my time coating him in my slick heat.

I wanted him to feel that nothing in this room was going to hurry him.

"Look at me," I said.

He opened his eyes.

I lifted my hips, lined the head of his cock up with my entrance, and sank down onto him with a long, unhurried sigh until he was buried to the root inside my pussy.

He made a sound that was half a rough groan and half a sob.

"Oh, God," he choked out. "Dolores."

"I'm here."

"I know."

"I'm right here. I'm staying."

I began to ride him in slow, deep rolls of my hips.

It was nothing like the kitchen chair, or the stairs, or the front seat of the Ford.

There was no hurry in it and no joke, only the wet drag of his cock filling me and my clit grinding steadily against his pelvis.

I rocked above him with my palms flat on his chest and his big hands gripping my hips, and his eyes never left my face.

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