Chapter 21

Her words hung between us, and I knew I should say something, but all I could do was get lost in those damn eyes. My first time wasn’t anything to write home about. It wasn’t with anyone I cared for. Just some random hook up with a tourist who was way more experienced than I was. After that, sex was sex. Nothing special.

Until Lanes.

“I know what I’m asking you, but you made me stare into that mirror and look at myself and see what you saw. Now I need you to see what I see. Not a one-night stand, but a man I’m willing to fully give myself to. A man who could have me like no other man could. Completely. And not because you’re taking it, but because I’m giving it to you.”

A tremor ran through me as her words penetrated deep into the wall that had always been around my heart for no in particular reason. Maybe I was subconsciously preserving it for the one. For Lanes.

She lifted, and I adjusted my cock, swiping the engorged head at her entrance.

“I trust you,” she said, and my mind, body, and soul snapped to attention. I thrust into her hard and bare. She cried out and arched, her tits bouncing with the motion. My hands tightened on the indent of her hips as she lowered, taking my mouth and moving against me.

Pleasure like I’d never known slammed into me, dragging me down into an abyss I never wanted to be free of. Walls I didn’t know were erected shattered and crumbled as I succumbed to every sensation, every emotion, and every hope for a future with the woman who had always been there, I’d just been too close-minded and insecure to see.

But I could see her more clearly than ever. She was everything I wanted. Everything I needed. She was everything, and I would spend my life proving that to her.

The pressure built, but I didn’t want this to end. In one quick motion, I flipped her beneath me and surged into her, stopping when I was as deep as possible. Her hair fanned around her, her face flush, lips swollen from my kisses. She was the picture of perfection, and I took a second to capture this vision, securing it into the recesses of my mind, so I would always remember my first time.

“You’re fucking stunning,” I said as I hovered over her, taking her mouth.

“You’re not so bad yourself,” she said as I straightened. I dragged her ass to the very edge of the bed and slammed into her. Her tits sprung up and down, smacking together as if they were applauding me. I smiled at the thought, making a note to tell Lanes later. Right now, we were done talking.

I swiped my thumb across her clit, and her hands crashed into the mattress, taking fistfuls of the comforter.

She opened her eyes and caught mine. A satisfied smile spread across her face. “Harder,” she said, and every ounce of self-restraint I had snapped. I flipped her over, this time on all fours. Her luscious ass tilted up at me. I admired the view and, with a gentle smack, I grabbed her hips and thrust into her.

She jolted forward, a loud gasp filling the room, and getting lost to the sound of slapping skin. My hands roamed her body, savoring and exploring every curve. I cupped her tits, and her body bowed. Freeing one hand, I turned her face and devoured her mouth.

Electric current surged through me as our lips and tongues got lost in passion. The pressure built again, but this time I couldn’t stop it. My thumb flew to her clit, rubbing circles as I pumped into her.

“Come for me,” I demanded as I pinched her nipple.

She cried out, her breaths growing ragged. Her muscles tightened, squeezing my cock and making it impossible to hold on, but I refused to disappoint Lainey. I bit back the natural urge to release and kissed her harder, rubbed her faster, gripped her tighter.

Her muscles tightened again, but this time they didn’t let up. Her body shuddered beneath me, arms shaking before her entire body was wracked by tremors. She sagged, but I held her up, pumping into her, feeling every slick stroke against my cock.

The world narrowed. The room spun away from me, and everything went black as I erupted inside her. My knees weakened, legs turned to rubber, but I held myself up long enough to kiss the back of Lainey’s neck before collapsing on the bed beside her.

I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her into me, kissing her gently on the lips.

“That was fun,” she breathed.

I snuggled into her. “Mmm hmm.”

“Don’t get too comfortable,” she said. “I need to clean up.”

My eyebrows drew together, and she laughed at my confusion.

“No condom. Not so easy cleanup.”

I kissed her again and jumped out of the bed. “Where are you going?” She laughed.

My master bath was equipped with the greatest shower known to man, so I quickly adjusted all the settings and turned the water on. I spun toward the door, not expecting Lanes to be there, naked, beautiful, barefoot, and smiling.

“I could have just wiped,” she said.

“The thought of you with soap suds running down your body?” I bit back a smile. “I’m getting hard again.”

She rested her hand on my chest. “You’re insatiable.”

“And you’re delicious,” I said.

I grabbed her hand and tugged her into the shower with me. Her laugh mixed with the steam, filling the bathroom.

“I’ve never done this before either,” I said as I squirted body wash onto a shower poof.

“Really? Why not?”

“Too intimate,” I admitted.

She wrapped her hands around my neck, lifted on her toes, and tilted her head to me. I bent down and kissed her.

“I’m happy to be your first again,” she said.

A sudden sadness washed over me.

Lanes touched the corner of my eyes. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s stupid,” I said, not wanting to ruin the moment.

“Tell me anyway.”

Her blue eyes locked on mine, and the words just fell out. “It kind of sucks I can’t be your first for anything.”

“You already have been.”

My eyebrow arched, and she laughed.

“You were my first crush.”

“You’re just trying to make me feel better. We all know Johnny Jenkins was your first crush.”

She shook her head. “That’s the first crush I admitted to, but I had a crush on you way before Johnny Jenkins was ever on my radar.”

My chest puffed up on its own accord. “Good. Fuck Johnny Jenkins.”

“I mean, he did become a doctor, and he volunteered with Doctors Without Borders before meeting his wife, also a doctor, and having an adorable baby girl.”

“And how do you know this?”

“His mom tells anyone who will listen, but also social media, which you don’t have.”

It was more because I didn’t want any of my one-night stands to find me and start trolling me or worse, try to turn our night into something more than what it was. But maybe now I could finally join. Rose had been trying to get me on there, so she didn’t have to whip out her phone and show me every family post I had missed.

I glided the poof over her tit, circling her nipple.

She laughed through a sharp inhale. “There is no way you are ready to go again.”

I pressed my growing erection into her. “I told you, you make me harder than I’ve ever been.”

A devilish smile crossed her lips, and she dropped to her knees. Before I could comprehend what was happening, I was in her mouth. My hand slammed against the tile, searching for purchase. I prayed my knees didn’t give out.

“Fuck, Lanes,” I groaned.

Water dripped down her body, matting her hair to her face, but she didn’t stop. She stroked with her hand, her mouth following the fast pace. My balls constricted, and my legs shook. I reached for her, but she batted my hand away.

Her fingers dug into the backs of my thighs, urging me deeper. The pressure rose, and my control snapped. I tried to pull away, but she dug her nails into me, holding me in place. My body shook with my release, and I collapsed against the cold tiles.

Lainey smiled, waterdrops trickling down her face, blonde strands stuck to her cheeks. “That makes you another one of my firsts.” She pushed from the floor and I helped her up.

“Thank you.” Other words eluded me, and I had no idea what the fuck just happened. My body was jelly, my mind not much more than that either.

Her laugh filled the shower stall. “You’re welcome.”

“Wait, your first what?”

She bit her lip, the corners turning upward. She grabbed the poof that had fallen to the floor. “We should finish cleaning. I’ve worked up an appetite.” She motioned to me. “Come here.”

“If I let go of this wall, I’m going to collapse.”

The little minx smiled innocently before pressing the poof to my chest. “Then I’ll just come to you.”

“As soon as I can move, I’m going to give you the best orgasm of your life.”

“You already have.”

I shook my head. “Those will pale in comparison. Trust me.”

Her eyes met mine. “I do.”

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