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Lane slowly pulls out before pushing back inside more quickly.“Fuuuck,”he moans, not masking his enjoyment. “You feel fucking incredible.”

“So do you. I feel so full.”

“I told you I was bigger than Delaney,” he smirks and any nerves I was feeling before have dissipated.

This is still Lane.MyLane. The man I love with every part of me.

He owns my mouth with his, thrusting slowly before picking up the pace, though he’s still gentle. He’s moving faster, but he still takes his time, letting me savor every delicious inch of him inside of me.

Our connection grows deeper with every thrust, and I’m so overwhelmed by everything I’m feeling right now. Tears prick the corners of my eyes before one breaks free, spilling down my cheek. Lane takes his thumb and wipes it away.

“I’m sorry,” I say, voice breaking. “I don’t know why—”

Lane stops moving and rests his palm against my cheek. “I told you that sex was emotional. This is your first time, Olive. You’re feeling a lot of things you’ve never felt. That’snormal, and it’s okay.”

I smile through my tears. “I love you.”

“I love you, too, baby.”

Without another word, he starts moving again, and I allow myself to live in the moment. To freely feel everything I’m experiencing as Lane moves inside of me. The emotions don’t go away, but they ground me to him, allowing me to feel like we’re one, sharing an incredible experience together.

I run my hands down his back and rest them just above his backside, pulling him closer.

“You feel too good, Liv,” he grunts. “I can’t last much longer.”

“Will you come inside me?” I ask softly. “I want to know what that’s like.”

Lane doesn’t reply, but he does start moving faster, chasing his release. With the angle of his body, his pelvis rubs against my clit, and it’s not long before I’m clenching around him, reaching my second orgasm of the night.

“Olive!” he yells, hips stilling as I feel him pulsing inside of me, letting every bit of his warmth fill me.

We both slowly catch our breath before he pulls out of me, and I feel his release dripping down my legs. Lane’s eyes are glued to the spot, and he takes a finger and drags it through.

“Lane…”

“You’re so full of me,” he smiles softly.

“I am,” I breathe.

Lane leans down and kisses me. “How are you feeling right now?”

“I feel great,” I admit. “There’s no one better for me to have shared my virginity with.”

“Thank you for trusting me, Olive. I love you.”

“I love you, Lane. Thank you for being everything I need.”

“I’ll always be what you need.Forever.”

Lane and I enjoy the moment for a while longer before he helps me clean myself up and gets me some water to rehydrate. After, we slip under the covers, cuddling each other until we fall asleep.

fifty-five

Lane

Imovearoundthekitchen and prepare a pot of coffee with some pep in my step. I’m on cloud nine this morning, and I feel better than I’ve felt in ages.

For the first time in nearly four years, I had sex last night.

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