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I’ve never been the person togive.
But I want to give him everything, even if all I have to give is me.
My heart.
The liquid is cool against my skin, sending a shiver racing through me, but Geo doesn’t even wince.
He braces his hands on the edge of my dresser, closing his eyes as I slowly slide my fingers along his seam, into his tightness.
I go slow, letting him get used to the sensation, taking in the sounds of his pleasure as I do so. With one hand, I use two fingers to slowly stretch him, while I stroke his cock with my other hand.
His gaze catches mine in the mirror, and I know I’ll remember this moment forever.
The calm before the storm.
“If it’s too much, just tell me, okay?” I plant a kiss on his shoulder.
Geo nods as I line myself up.
I slide into him slowly, but easily, and my entire body locks up the moment I bottom out.
Geo finds my hand over his cock, leaning his head back against my shoulder as he pushes back against me and my body reacts of its own accord. For a moment, I can’t even move, too consumed by the feel of him wrapped around my cock.
I let out a low groan and Geo slowly pushes back against me.
I pull my hips back, relishing in the feel of the drag. I thrust myself into him, the movement easier, smoother this time, and he lets out a heavy sigh, his hand squeezing mine.
Tears threaten to escape me as I try to get a handle on the emotion that is so familiar, yet so new as the truth lands in my brain.
So this is what making love feels like.
The soft acoustic melodies of Dashboard Confessional’sHeart Beat Hereis like a choir of truth as I let my lips trail over Geo’s skin, as I let myself feel all of it, all of him. His heartbeat beneath my palm, his precum against my fingertips, his sweet orange blossom and cedar scent, his soft, breathy moans, his tongue in my mouth. I savor the sounds he makes, the way he responds to my touch, the steady beating of his heart.
His cock pulses in my grasp, filling my hand with warmth as I empty myself inside of him.
“Happy Birthday, baby,” I whisper in his ear, glancing at our reflection.
When we finally separate, we find our way to my bed wordlessly.
Geo curls against me as I drape an arm over his hip, pulling him closer until all I can breathe is him.
And only then do I fall asleep, praying that the morning never comes.
CHAPTER 27
Geo
“So, when you get there, Kevin—”
“Yes, yes, I know, we’ve been over this.” Katy rolls her eyes. “You’re going to be late if you don’t get going.”
Kevin throws my luggage and my guitar in the trunk of the SUV.
“She’s right, you know,” he says, deadpan.
In just eight hours, I’ll be taking the stage asGravedigger, and I’ll be making the news official.
After this tour, I’m going on a hiatus. I’ve already spoken to Kevin and the label about it. After my heart to heart with Mateo, I knew exactly what I needed to do.
