He melts into it immediately. His tongue slips into my mouth with zero hesitation, and both his hands come up to smooth my hair back, like he doesn't want anything in the way.
The kiss slows.
He pulls back just a little, his lips still brushing mine, and looks at me.
Something shifts in his whole body.
Like suddenly he's more... careful.
Like he's not just touching me, he'sholdingme. That sets my whole body on fire even more.
Careful Gio is dangerous.
Because that means he's feeling something. I kiss him again, slower this time, just like he does. Like I'm answering a question he never asked out loud.
His hand presses against my waist, and I tug his neck closer, just enough to lean in and whisper against his ear.
"I want you."
He stills. His eyes change, like I've cracked something open in him he didn't know was there.
And then he leans in. Mouth grazing my throat. "Then let me take care of you."
Bonus Scene!
(Gio’s thoughts before they have sex for the first time)
Gio
Rava wants to have sex with me.
I feel the panic already. Not loud kind. Not the kind where you jump up and pace and yell. This type of pain is loud, but silent.
I’m gonna be his first. Not just his first time with a guy.
His firstthis.
His first "I decided this for myself and not for what my parents told me" moment.
I’ve done a couple firsts before.
First time someone does something they swore they’d never ever do.
First time sneaking out.
First cigarette.
But this is so much different. He’s giving me a memory.
He’s basically putting it in my palms, like saying,here. Take this part of my life. Try not to smash it.
And me? I’m the guy who breaks shit. All the shit I’ve been telling myself since we met just starts screaming at once.
You don’t do this.
You don’t do boyfriends.
You don’t do forever.
