Chapter 20

The kiss was soft and shaky. I felt like a teenager again, feeling his lips shaking too. It was sweet and beautiful when we broke apart. I saw he was crying and I held him tightly.

"It's okay. We're going to be okay."

"Frank--"

He separated from the hug and took my face in his hands, kissing me again, deeply. I kissed him back immediately. I felt like I was walking through clouds. We gasprf for air again, but remained close enough to feel our breath. I put my arms around his neck.

"I need you," he whispered to me.

I just nodded and kiss him again. This time, the kiss was passionate. I bit his lower lip and he pushed me against the door, pressing his body against mine. I felt his body reacting. His hands were going up and down my sides, cutting all distance between us. His tongue entered my mouth and we fought a sweet fight, his tongue caressing mine. He went to my neck, biting, kissing, and licking. I couldn't help but softly moan his name. At this sound, he pressed his body even more against me.

"Gerard," I took off his shirt and pushed him a little away. My intention was leading him to the bedroom. "I need you now."

His face was unreadable. It was like he was in pain. Suddenly, he turned me around and pushed me against the door. His hand was undoing the buckle of my pant and he put my pants down in a second. I could hear the sound of his own pants going down, too. And then he was up again.

"Frank," he said as he enter me without delicates.

There was no preparation, no lube, and no fingers. He entered me with all the force and power he had. I hoeld back tears and whining a little. He started to move inside me. Even hearing my sound of pain, he moved so hard and fast that I let a couple of tears fall down. He grabbed my hips with his hands, digging in me deeper and deeper. I punched the door and in that moment, he hit my prostate. I let a small scream out. Then, everything came so fast. In a second, he dug in me faster and deeper. I just closed my eyes, feeling the heat and the pleasure running through my entire body, boiling at every second. The sweat, the sound of his hard breath, the pleasure growing, his hand in my hard member, stroking faster. Faster. And with one final stroke.

"Fuck!" I felt Gerard's fluids inside me. I felt my own fluids in his hand.

He whispered something in my ear, I'm Sorry.

"I'm so sorry. "

"Are you okay?"

He still was supporting his weight against my back and I lay again the door. I was trembling.

"Yeah," My voice was uneven.

We stayed like that for a moment before he got off me. We put on our pants. My legs still felt like jelly when he led me to his bedroom. We just laid there on the bed, wrapped in each others arms, listening each others breaths, smelling the essence I had missed.

"I´ve missed you," he said, almost in a whisper.

I kissed his chest and resedt my head there. I felt like I was laying in a cloud. My eyes wanted to close and get some sleep, but I didn't want to lose that moment. I was so afraid now. I was so afraid of a bad movement, a bad judgment in second, and I'll be dead tomorrow. Dead and far away from Gerard. Forever.