Page 113 of Them Bones

She caught his face in her hands and pulled him back, looking him in the eye.

“Please, Shane,” she said. And she let all the things in her head, and her heart, pour out of her in that silent language of theirs.

“Okay,” he breathed.

“Okay?”

“Okay.”

He got up off the bed and walked over to their clothes, his cock bouncing merrily, and picked up his wallet, pulling out a condom.

He got back on the bed and kneeled between her legs, ripping the foil open with his teeth and pulling out the little circular rubber, pinching the end and rolling it on. He laid back down overtop of her, his eyes blazing, and smoothed her hair off her face.

“You sure?” he asked.

“Yes,” she said without hesitating.

He shifted his weight again, placing himself between her legs, and pushed. She winced; it was so much bigger than a finger, or two, and her heart started to race.

“Wait, Laney…” he said, a strange look on his face, “have you not… done this before?”

“No,” she said, suddenly feeling tense and anxious.How is it going to fit…

He made a strange gurgling noise and pulled his hips back an inch.

“I thought you and Nick…”

“Never,” she said softly. “I… always wanted it to be you.”

He closed his eyes like he was in pain and took a deep, steadying breath. For a moment, she thought he was going to back off and say no. But then he opened his eyes, the most intense expression she’d ever seen etched into his features, and said “It’s going to hurt…”

She nodded, and he dropped his hips into her again with a gulp.

She was soaked, and he slid into her an inch.

It was… a lot. A million thoughts and feelings flooded her mind and body, her hands snapping to his back and gripping him for comfort, her head turned to the side and her eyes squeezed shut.

“Laney,” he murmured, touching her cheek. “Laney, look at me…” She opened her eyes, and he was right there, right there with her… “Don’t be scared, okay? We’ll just go slow. And if you need to stop, we’ll stop.”

She nodded, losing herself in his smokey eyes as he sank in another inch.

She winced in earnest, feeling stretched, and invaded… a burning sensation taking over between her legs.

“Do you want me to stop?” he gritted out.

She shook her head no, still not looking away from his beautiful eyes. His chest was heaving, his arms shaking from his weight or the exertion or the nerves or all three… She didn’t know. But he looked so beautiful, hovering over her like that, that she reached up and kissed him.

He kissed her back, sinking in a little more, and her heart felt like it was going to pound out of her chest.

This is too much… it’s too much…But it was also not enough. She wanted to feel it, to feel them really and truly interlock, feel their bodies snap into place…

“Keep going?” he asked, his voice raw.

“Yes. Shane, please… Please just do it…”

And with a moan he sank into her to the hilt.

SHANE

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