With a final tug on the laces, I lift my head only to be greeted by a large bouquet of every color of rose known to man. They’re bold and beautiful, but it’s not the right man gifting me with them, and something inside of me snaps.
“I’m sorry. I thought I could go through with this date, but I can’t,” I say to the flowers as if they’re the most interesting thing in the world, so I don’t have to look at Dawson’s face when I turn him down. He’s a nice guy, but he isn’t the guy for me. Gathering the rest of my courage, I continue, “I can’t go out with you, because I’m in love with Dean.”
“Well, that’s good, because I’m in love with you, too.”
“Dean?” I snap my head up to find Dean holding the roses and not Dawson. “What are you doing here?”
“Sorry, I’m late — it took me forever to get here.” A playful grin spreads across his face as he places the flowers on the bench beside me and extends his hand. “Skate with me, Lainey.” Without hesitation, I place my hand in his, letting him help me stand and lead me onto the ice. Once we’re on the ice, he threads his gloved fingers through mine, holding my hand as we glide across the ice, just like in my dreams.
“Do you mean what you said, about loving me?” We skate past a couple, each holding a child's hand, as he skates between them, reminding me of the future I want.
Dean comes to a stop, pulling me into his arms and away from the skaters around us. “Every word of it, Lainey. I love you.” He brushes a lock of hair that was stuck to my lip gloss away from my lips. “If I’m being honest, I’ve loved you since the moment you talked me into wearing that pirate's hat for Halloween last year. But unlike a pirate, I want more than just your booty—I want your heart. Tell me you want mine too.”
“Even though that was pretty corny,” I tease. “All I’ve ever wanted is a place to call home with a man I love and who loves me back. You’re that man for me, Dean.”
His lips meet mine in a gentle but possessive kiss, silently showing me how much he loves me. “Do you want to get out of here?” he whispers against my lips.
“I thought you would never ask.”
seven
Dean
“Are you sure aboutthis?” I slide Lainey’s soaked panties down her legs, the last piece of clothing I need to remove from her luscious body.
She slides onto my bed, the moonlight through the window making her skin shimmer. “I’m positive I want this. Now take off your clothes and join me.”
I quickly strip off my clothes as Lainey’s eyes watch me intently. Grabbing my shaft, I give it a few quick jerks to relieve the tension and help me last long enough to pleasure her. The reminder of my inexperience rears its ugly head, but instead of running from it, I embrace it. “I’m a virgin.” I blurt out. “I’ve never done this before.”
Her smile shines in the darkness as she replies, “Then we can learn together, because I’ve never done this before either.”
It takes a few seconds for her words to sink in. Not that it would matter if she was a virgin or not, my feelings for her wouldn’t change. But knowing I’m the first and last man that will ever touch her sends me into caveman mode again. “You’re mine, Lainey.” I climb onto the bed, gripping her hips and spreading her legs apart.” Your lips are mine.” I lean down and kiss her lips. “Your neck is mine.” I kiss a path down the side of her neck to her breasts. “Your breasts are mine.” Her breath comes out in little pants as I take turns licking around her tight nipples before sucking them into my mouth. By the time I trail wet kisses down her ribcage and across her soft stomach, she’s a squirming mess of need. I pause when I reach her soaked pussy, dripping with need. “And this.” I run my tongue from whole to clit, causing her body to spasm, “pussy and ass are mine.” I grip her plump ass cheeks in each of my hands as I settle my broad shouldersbetween her thighs and eat her out like a starving man finally fed.
“Dean.” She moans, twisting her hands in my hair, pushing my face tighter against her core. Her hips pump up and down as she begs me to fuck her. “Please, Dean. I’m ready. I need to feel you inside of me.”
“Not until you come,” I growl against her clit. Doubling down on my attack, I flick my tongue faster over her clit until her body tenses under me, and she comes all over my face. “Good girl.” I kiss the inside of her thighs, murmuring words of praise on how well she fell apart in my arms.
I kiss my way back up her body, making sure to spend equal time on each of her breasts until she’s a squirming mess of need again. “Please, Dean.” The sound of her moaning my name is my undoing.
I line my cock up at her entrance, “Let me know if I’m hurting you.” I push my hips forward, sinking into her heat as her inner muscles flutter around me, almost making me lose control. “Fuck, Lainey, you feel so good.” I push forward until I’m fully surrounded by her. I place my forehead against hers. “Let me know when you’re ready for me to start moving.”
“Now, Dean. I need you to start moving now," she moans, wiggling her hips against mine.
“Anything for you, Lainey.” I shift my hips, pulling almost all the way out of her before pushing back in. The rippling of her pussyas it grips me tightly is almost my undoing. But I grit my teeth, silently vowing not to come until she comes one more time.
Sliding a hand between us, I run my thumb over her clit faster and faster. “Yes, Dean. Don’t stop. Whatever you do, don’t stop.”
“Never.” I capture her lips with mine, my hips pounding into her until we both fall over the edge.
“That was amazing.” She sighs against my mouth.
“I love you, Lainey.” I kiss her lips, still unable to believe she’s mine.
“I love you too, Dean.”
Epilogue - Dean
Seven Months Later
