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Withdrawing carefully, he pulls his cock out of me inch by inch before punching his hips forward again, burying it to the hilt in one smooth stroke. He’s treating me as if I’m breakable, and I love this about him. His patience, his willingness to put me first, to make sure it feels good, but right now… I want more. I need more.
The tips of his fingers dance along the outside of my thigh as he hitches it higher along his side, surging even deeper than before, and there’s nothing but pleasure as he palms my ass, slamming into me over and over again.
“Fuck, I’m not going to last.” He gasps, glancing down between us and watching his cock as he fucks me. I can see my arousal coating him every time he withdraws from my body. “You’re so tight, baby, so fucking wet, squeezing my cock so good. I need you to come.”
It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced, these unrestrained sounds of pleasure coming from him, sounds he makes for me. “Goddamn, Hallie,” he groans. “You fit me so perfectly. My cock was made for you.”
“I wanted it to be good for you, Hallie Girl, even if it was your first time. Don’t worry… next time will be even better.”
“I wish you knew how pretty your pussy looks with my cum dripping out of you.”
“Take these and drink the whole bottle, baby. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable tomorrow,” he whispers against my lips. And if it were possible, my heart would explode right from my chest. It’s so thoughtful and so sweet… it makes me ache.
I feel his lips at my nape, a small, tender kiss that has unexpected tears prickling in my eyes. “Thank you for giving me that, Hallie. It… It’s special to me, and I’ll never forget it.” Cue the waterworks. With his front flush to my back and his strong arm slung over my stomach, anchoring me to him, I feel safe. I feel… cherished. I feel… protected. “I’m glad that it was you, Lane,” I respond. “It’s always been you.” My words are barely a whisper. I sigh happily, my eyes dropping shut as I settle into his arms, my fingers toying with the bracelet I made for him on his wrist. A bracelet I’ve
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“I wanted to cook breakfast for my girl before we headed out. By the way, I fucking love seeing you in my clothes.” My girl.
“I’m not ready to leave. Not ready to leave you.”
Lane: I need you.
Lane: Need to see you, Hallie Girl.
“Missed you so fucking much,” he breathes into my hair, exhaling like it’s the first time he has all week, his arms squeezing me tightly against him. The lines feel so blurry I don’t even know what they are anymore, but I’m too afraid to break the spell between us. I’m enchanted by Lane Collins.
“I’ll never get enough of this, Hallie. I only feel alive when I’m with you. Only you,” he pants against my skin.
“Hallie, you don’t have t—” Glancing up through my lashes, I shake my head. “I want to suck your cock, Lane.” “Then suck my cock, baby,” he responds.
I close my mouth around the thick head of him and suck him deeper into my mouth as his hands slide into my hair, grasping the strands tightly. The taut muscles of his abdomen contract when he hits the back of my throat, and then he throws his head back, his lips parted, a groan tumbling from his lips as I deep-throat him. “Goddamn. Fuck.”
I’m enjoying this way too much, working his cock with my mouth and my hands until he pulls me off him and flips us so that my back hits the bed. “I can’t...
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“Love this pretty little pussy. Pink and perfect for my cock. My mouth. My fingers,” he husks.
“Do you know what else I love, Hallie? How responsive you are. I wish you could see how well you take my fingers. How your tight little pussy stretches to take me.”
“Come, baby,” he whispers against my skin, flicking my clit with his tongue, fucking me with his fingers, teasing the spot inside of me. “Soak my face.”
“You’re magnificent,” he says as he finally sits back, the evidence of my orgasm on his lips, a sight that I never knew would be so unbelievably hot. “I don’t think I even have the ability to talk right now. Sorry,” I mumble, and he laughs, the sound echoing around us.
“That was only the first one, baby. I want another.” My eyes widen. “Another?”
“I’m just getting started. It may be a few days before I can see you again like this, and I want to make every second count.”
“I’m so ready to go back to campus. I never thought I’d say that, but I hate that I can’t see you whenever I want. Especially that I can’t sneak into your bed every night.”
“It’s torture, knowing you’re just across the fence.”
“I think that you are incredible, Lane, and no matter what you decide is the right thing, you’ll be amazing at whatever you decide to do.”
“You make everything so easy. Breathing, being the man I want to be. You make me want to be better, Hallie.” “You’re already more than you even realize.”
I’m a fucking goner for Hallie Jo Edwards. All I’ve done for the last three days is think about her lips, about sliding my hands down her sides, tasting her, feeling her pressed against me. Kissing her like a man possessed. Because that’s exactly what I am. I’m obsessed with her, and it’s terrifying.
“I can’t wait to see you wearing my jersey tonight. It makes me so fucking hard to think about.”
“I’m about to say fuck the damn game, and we can make up for the week we lost while we were gone.”
Something I never anticipated to be hard in the first place, but I find more and more every day how hard it will be when I think of this ending and walking away from her. “See ya later, Hallie Girl.” Wrenching my door open, I glare at Grant, who’s leaning against the doorframe, a smug grin on his lips, then turn to Reese, who’s got a shit-eating grin that matches Grant’s. “Not a fucking word from either of you.”
Fuck, I didn’t think she could be any sexier than her signature black and purple, but seeing her in navy and red? Makes me fucking crazy.
“Guess I’m your biggest fan.” I reach up and take my hat off my head and place it backward on hers. “Nah, I think I’m your biggest fan, Hallie Edwards.”
“Hallie,” I whisper in reverence. “My fucking god. Jesus Christ.” She pulls her lip between her teeth as she tucks a strand of her curls behind her ear. “Do you like it?” “Do I fucking like it? Baby, I’m about to come in my pants. I wish I was joking right now.”
“No touching.” “What?” I groan. “You’re killing me, Smalls.”
“You love to worship me with your tongue. Well, maybe I want to take my time worshiping you with my mouth.”
“You send me to fucking heaven with your mouth, baby.”
“I want to do something.” His eyebrow arches. “What’s that, baby?” Before answering, I drag my tongue along his length and plant a soft kiss to his tip. “I want you to fuck my throat.” “Hallie—” he starts, rising on his elbows to peer down at me. “You want that?” I nod. “I really, really want it.”
“I wish you could see what I see right now,”
“Your perfect little tits out on display, my name across your back. It makes me fucking insane, Hallie.” He makes me feel this way. Hungry. Frantic. Feral. Like I would do anything to please him. To see him come undone.
“You look so pretty with your mouth full of my cock, Hallie.”
“I’m not going to last, fuck. Fuuuuuck, Hallie.” I hum around his cock, but he suddenly pulls free, his chest heaving. “I’m not coming unless I’m inside of you. On the bed, on your hands and knees.”
“Your tight little pussy, so pretty and pink. Look how much of a mess you’ve made. Dirty girl. My dirty girl.”
“Lane, please. Fuck me.” “You want me to fuck you, baby? Treat you like the dirty girl you are?” He rocks into me another inch. “Tell me what you want, Hallie.” Wiggling my hips, I clench around his length. “I want you to fuck me. Hard and fast.”
“Goddamn, baby, I love watching you stretch around me, taking my cock like such a good girl.” I love when he talks like this. So dirty and unhinged.
“I could watch you come for the rest of my life,”
“Do you want me to fuck you like this, Hallie Girl? My cock pounding into you while I grip your throat?” “Please,” I beg, the only word I can muster when the tips of his fingers apply pressure along the fluttering pulse in my throat.
“It feels so good. This way,” I whine, reaching back to hold on to the nape of his neck while he moves. I love feeling him hold my throat as he fucks me.
“I want to watch you ride my cock.”
“Fuuuuck, Hallie. You’re so goddamn tight.”
