Page 25 of Heartstring

Not that anything’s happened. I wouldn’t know where to start.

Everyone in our class is boasting about losing their virginity like it’s some game. I hate the pressure to do it.

Not that I don’t want to. I’m sixteen. I get erections at the worst of times, especially when I’m around Ty. He always smells so good, and I want to kiss him and never stop. Not even for food or water.

If only I had the courage to tell him how I feel. That I’ve felt like this for a very long time, maybe since I heard him play the piano in the music room at school the day we met. I don’t think I’ll ever feel it for anyone else. Ever.

His eyes open, and I look into that deep brown I love so much.

“I fell asleep,” he says.

“I like watching you sleep.”

“You do?”

I nod. “Sometimes you look so peaceful. I could write songs about it.”

He smiles, and then his eyes shift down to my lips. His hand comes up to touch them, and I close my eyes.

My dick gets hard because, fuck, the way Ty traces my lips with his finger is magical. Hell, he’s touching me. That alone is enough for me to spring wood.

When I open my eyes again, his are on me, but this time they’re darker. I don’t know how that’s possible, but they are.

“I…” he starts. “I want to…”

“Ty…” I whisper.

“I’ve never kissed anyone.”

“Me neither.”

The air around us crackles with this energy. I can’t be the only one feeling it. Can I?

The world seems to be turning in slow motion as Ty’s face comes closer to mine. I lick my lips in anticipation. I want this so much. I can’t mess this up.

Our lips meet in a soft kiss before we separate again. A longer one follows, and another one.

Ty snakes his hand around the back of my neck, and the next kiss nearly makes me come in my pants. My toes curl, and I moan when his tongue comes out to lick my lips.

I open my mouth and try to do the same to him. There are sparks everywhere behind my eyes.

His wet, soft tongue plays with mine. Fuck, I’m gonna lose it any minute.

How is this the sexiest thing I’ve ever done and also the most beautiful?

Ty throws a leg over me, and suddenly, he’s straddling me. I can feel his erection against mine.

“Oh god, Mik.”

“I know.”

He looks at me with those big eyes that now look dazed and sleepy.

“I wanted this for such a long time,” he says.

“Really?”

He nods, a happy smile grazing his lips.