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Be Bold–1
Genesis listened to the final bars of the song Tadgh sang and decided she knew why groupies threw panties at the lead singers of bands. She also understood, despite twenty–nine years of vehemently not liking country music, what all the hubbub was about. She was now a huge fan of the genre, though, if Tadgh was singing metal music at her, she’d probably like it as well.
“What was the song called?” she was breathless as he put his guitar aside.
“Fix What You Didn’t Break,” he smiled. “Like it?”
“Loved it.” She nodded excitedly as she eagerly climbed onto his lap to pay the price of the song. Between the last seven or eight songs, Tadgh demanded kisses, and he’d kissed her until she was breathless. Her entire body was on fire with longing.
His hands rested on her hips as he adjusted her, so she was straddling him, her arms resting on his shoulders as she looked at him in anticipation of his kisses. His eyes were bright and shiny as he stared at her.
“I’m starting to think you like trading kisses for songs.”
“I do.” She didn’t deny it as she leaned into him. “Kiss me,
Tadgh.”
He chuckled as he drew her face to his and pressed their lips together.
For Genesis, it felt very much like coming home every time he kissed her lips. Their lips moved in sync, slipping back and forth. as he stole her breath yet again. Her body was craving his touch as his hands roved her back and hips. Her lips felt swollen and puffy as he gently pulled away from her. Under her she felt the very tangible evidence she was not the only one affected by their, make-out sessions.
She couldn’t stop herself from grinding against him as he adjusted her on his lap.
“Gen, you’re killing me.” He groaned and looked heavenward as if desperately trying to get himself under control.
The sound of men yelling in the distance made them both look over and she was reminded they weren’t alone. “What is going on there?”
“Not my problem. My phone is right there and it’s not on silent. If someone needed me for something my phone would be ringing nonstop. My guess is, they finished cleaning up the mess in the training room and got into the beer I left for them.”
“You left them beer?”
Yes. Did you see the mess you left? They deserved a ard.
“Probably close to fifty.”
“There are so many people around?”
“Yes.”
“Can they see us?” She looked towards where the cheering came, from moments ago.
“If we were standing up, maybe. They can see the lights I hung for sure. I was worried you’d see them when we were walking over from the building, but you were looking ahead not up.”
“What’s wrong?”
“You’re turned on?”

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