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He pulls the sweater over his head and drops it on the floor. His eyes scroll over my body. “I want you, Aura.”
He removes his jeans until he is clad in only his boxer briefs. His erection is huge, the tip of his cock straining against the band. My teeth trap my lower lip, wondering how he would taste. He slowly slides the straps of my dress over my shoulders. I turn around, pulling my hair to the side. He pulls the zipper, his finger on my skin leaving a trail of heat.
I can feel the heat from his mouth when he places a kiss on my back. His fingers when he slides my dress down my arms,and it puddles at my feet. My bra goes next. My nipples harden, and my body shivers. I turn, he lifts my chin, and I meet dark brown eyes full of promise.
“Lane…”
“You’re perfect.”
“Thank you,” I manage to say because his words have me melting, and I can’t help falling in love with him.
I never thought I would ever fall for someone else after Kalum. When I would cry at night, Kalum held me. His kiss seared my soul, hoping for the day he would make me his.
I honestly thought for a moment I was, but reality caught up with me. The reality that I’m homeless, and I don’t belong in Kalum’s world. I thought for a second that he loved me.
But Lane looks at me like I’m his world. The only person who has cared for me when I had no one. He treats me like I’m a fragile piece of glass, but he looks at me like I’m his rock. Like I’m the most important person in his life, and if he only knew, right now, at this moment, he is the most important person in mine.
I’m on the bed, and he kisses my nose, my eyes, my jaw, and my neck. I arch my back, seeking his lips over my skin. His tongue trails down the valley between my breasts. His tongue flicks my nipple, then the other. My panties are soaked between my legs. I’m panting and writhing under him.
“Lane,” I say breathlessly.
“I want to be inside you, Aura.”
He lowers his boxers, and his erection stands proud, with a tiny bead of precum sliding down his shaft. He strokes himself, and I watch his muscles contract. The way his hair falls over his forehead. His full lips when his tongue glides over them.
His hands glide up my thighs, his fingers slide under the thin straps on my hips, and he slips my panties down my legs, tossing them over his shoulder.
He rubs the tip of his cock over my slit. He angles his head and stares between my legs. His thumb presses on my clit. I let out a whimper, and a surge of energy slides up my thighs and pierces my clit. I’m wet, and I grind my hips, seeking more.
He settles his face between my thighs. His eyes flick up and hold my gaze. “I need you to be ready for me, Aura. I don’t want to hurt you.”
I nod, holding myself up by my elbows loving that he is so gentle and caring with me. His tongue is soft when he swipes my clit, and my head tilts back. I look at the ceiling when his tongue dips inside, stroking me in a rhythm. My climax builds. His mouth swallows me whole. He licks and sucks while he breathes through his nose. My fingers slide through the long strands of his dark hair.
“Oh God, Lane.” I buck against his mouth. “Mm…yes,” I cry out. I fist his hair and tug. He doesn’t protest and flicks his tongue faster and faster. “I’m coming,” I say breathlessly. He groans. My heart beats wildly as my clit pulses in his mouth.
He lifts his chin, glistening with my arousal. He licks his lips, wishing there was more. He kneels on the bed with his hard cock.
“Everything about you is… perfect.”
“You sure know how to make a girl fall for you, Lane Turner.”
The man can make a girl feel like she is the only thing in his orbit.
Tonight, he said I was his girl, and it was the sweetest thing coming from his lips. His claim that I was his had my heart doing a little flip. The way he notices everything about me. He knew the whole time I had never been with a man in the true sense. The way he knew that Patrick made me feel uncomfortable the instant he laid eyes on me.
He brushes the tip of his cock and pushes in slowly. My body trembles at how full he makes me feel. He groans and holdshimself over me. “You’re so tight, Aura.” His teeth snag his bottom lip. “Please tell me if I hurt you, Aura. Please tell me and don’t be afraid. I’ll stop,” he breathes. “I promise.”
“Don’t stop, Lane.”
He takes my lips and pushes deeper past my barrier. I stiffen and he freezes. I take a breath, and he moves slowly. I let out a moan when the pain turns to hot pleasure, and he slowly begins to move inside me.
My thighs open wide when he finds a rhythm while he kisses me. It feels like the earth is shaking, and I’m quaking inside. A feeling so powerful that I’m speechless. He moves inside me like the tide in the ocean, peppering kisses all over my face and neck.
His lips ghost my ear. “I love you, Aura.”
A tear slides down my face. “I love you, too,” I breathe.
He continues to move inside me with measured strokes until we both crash, colliding like a hurricane in an earth-shattering release, leaving us sweaty and breathless in the aftermath. Our eyes meet, and it’s beautiful. Our love… is beautiful.
