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That mouth would be hot—had to be with all those blistering, seductive words always balanced on the tip of his tongue. And if his mouth was searing, what would it feel to slide inside that taut, perfect ass?
The orgasm that hit him didn’t start from anywhere on his body and race to the finish line. No, it slammed into his entire frame all at once—blinding him. He arched his body, bowing his back, and the bellow that shot out of his throat probably shook this section of the house.
His knees grew weak and he slammed into the shower wall, watching with blurry vision as his semen washed down the drain.
Damn.
Sven closed his eyes and stepped back into the spray of hot water, letting it soak his hair, face, and beard. Even in this house, he had to duck to make that happen. He kept one hand on the wall for balance. These feelings he had for Geoffrey Ralse were a real problem. He’d always been attracted to smaller men, but he never touched them. He looked down at his big hands and closed them into fists.
He’d put those hands on someone smaller than himself once and paid a horrible price. He’d promised himself it would never happen again. And he’d always been able to keep that promise. Until Geoffrey. Because there was more to him than a beautiful face and body. A lot more.
And damned if he wasn’t just intrigued by that as well.Chapter 5Geoffrey glared at Sven who was glaring right back at him from across the dining room table. A legal pad of paper sat between them with about a dozen names on it. This was not going well. Morning had started off not too badly. Coffee, emails, checking social media, a grunted “Good morning” from Sven and then a hell of a lot of silence.
Yep, all was tolerable…until the sexy giant asked him to list the people in his life who might want to hurt him, and then it was all downhill from there. That night at the club was still blurry, but he remembered about a dozen people he knew at Trouble Maker and Aesthetic AF. Not a damn one of them would have hurt him.
“What about in business?”
“I don’t work with anyone,” Geoffrey said, trying not to sound annoyed.
“You didn’t work with anyone on the app?”
He shook his head. “Just me. I created it, updated it, managed the servers, databases. All of it.”
The glare cleared from his face and Geoffrey could have sworn that he looked genuinely impressed. “Was it hard?”
That was the first personal question Sven asked that wasn’t directly linked to the case. It was like his guard was coming down and Geoffrey was desperate for it to stay down. He had to physically bite his tongue to stop himself from saying the first smartass, flirty thing that came to mind. He couldn’t help himself. Sven had been put on this earth for Geoffrey to flirt with.
“I certainly made it harder than I needed it to be. I was going to school for business, but I was playing with this coding thing on the side.” He shoved a hand through his hair and then wanted to smack himself because he’d probably just made a mess of it after spending several minutes that morning trying to look sexy for Sven. Whatever…“A friend I made online told me to learn C++, but I struggled with it a lot. It required so many lines to do anything, and I was disorganized so my code was turning into spaghetti. I spent a lot of time shouting at my computer and throwing things. So I started picking up Java and then Python. And Python…oh God…Python is much cleaner and easier.”
Geoffrey took a breath and looked at Sven who was staring at him with an expression of amazement. “Sorry,” he said, wincing. “That was more than you wanted.”
“You learned all that on your own? Python and Java. Those are programs?”
“Coding languages, yes. I’m fluent in Java and Python. My C++ isn’t great, but I can manage it.”
“Did you always plan to sell Matinee?”
Geoffrey snorted and slouched in his chair. “Fuck, no. I was doing it just for fun. Told a few friends about it and they thought I’d never get it in the Apple store. But once I did—” He made an exploding sound, throwing his arms out wide.
A small smile teased Sven’s lips and Geoffrey basked in the knowledge that he managed that little bit. Sven didn’t smile or laugh much. Mostly he just glared or was stone-faced. Great for a bodyguard, but it also drove Geoffrey crazy with wanting to make him smile.
“All that work, just for fun,” Sven said softly in awe.
Geoffrey shrugged. “It paid off. Now I work when I want and on what I want. Finn can go to school where he wants.”
