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“That’s my girl,”
My entire body screams in frustration as he walks away. God, if this is how you play baseball, sign me up.
“Eyes on me,”
“Goddamn, Hallie,” he groans. “You fit me so perfectly. My cock was made for you.”
“I wish you knew how pretty your pussy looks with my cum dripping out of you.”
Lane: I need you.
“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.
“I want to suck your cock, Lane.” “Then suck my cock, baby,” he responds.
“You make everything so easy. Breathing, being the man I want to be. You make me want to be better, Hallie.”
“Goddamn, baby, I love watching you stretch around me, taking my cock like such a good girl.”
“Do you want me to fuck you like this, Hallie Girl? My cock pounding into you while I grip your throat?”
“I have to protect my heart because… this? It already hurts more than anything I’ve known, and I have to keep my heart safe because no one else will,” I whisper. Stepping closer, he frames my face in his hands. “I will, Hallie. I’ll keep it safe. I want to protect it at all costs, protect you. But you’re not letting me.”
“We don’t fit. Not on paper. Not in any way people would expect. But one thing you’ve taught me is that being different isn’t wrong. Sometimes the pieces may never align, but that doesn’t mean that it can’t be something beautiful. This may have started as me teaching you, Hallie, but it’s really you that’s been teaching me all along. You’ve been teaching me how to love.”

