Page 31 of Convergence

I nodded and swallowed.

“I want to hear it,” he insisted and kissed a line down my neck.

“I’m ready f- for you to fuck me,” I stuttered breathlessly. My core throbbed and I felt a rush of moisture.

Nate slid his hands under my t-shirt and pushed it up and over my head. I did the same to him before he resumed kissing down my chest to my bra. It was a plain cotton bra, nothing sexy or exciting. I felt nervous for a moment, thinking he might change his mind because I wasn’t wearing sexy lingerie. But it didn’t hinder him as he ripped it over my head to avoid the clasps. He sat back to look at me with my bare breasts and I sat up and propped myself on my hands.

“Beautiful,” he breathed before taking a nipple into his mouth. I moaned and my head fell back. He did the same to the other before he kissed his way slowly down to the top of my sweatpants as he climbed off the bed to kneel before me. My breath caught as he swirled his tongue around my navel. He dragged down my pants, kissing over my pink cotton brief underwear. He closed his mouth over my sex, pulling at me with his lips through my briefs. I panted under him and laid back against the mattress. It felt like the best type of teasing and my pulse soared.

He stripped off my pants the rest of the way and slid his hands up my legs to my underwear in a slow and tantalizing movement. His fingertips were teasing and light on my body. Goosebumps surfaced on my skin and my breathing was ragged. I closed my eyes and tried to steady my racing heart. He chuckled deeply. “I know, I’m excited too. I’m going to take care of this pussy, okay beautiful?”

I nodded. My core clenched and butterflies took flight.

“What was that? I didn’t hear you.”

“I want you to take care of this pussy, Nate,” I said, a hint of frustration at the anticipation mingled with my lust.

He hummed. “Are you wet for me?” He started to slowly remove my briefs.

I nodded and remembered he wanted me to talk. “Y-yes, I’m wet for you.”

When my briefs were off, he kissed a wet trail up my legs, alternating which one he was kissing, all the way to my core. I felt his hot breath over me, and I was glad I kept myself trimmed neatly. The anticipation of waiting for him got to me and I sat up to look down at him kneeling before me, but a large hand pressed me back down at my stomach. I groaned in protest as his breath felt closer. He blew cold air on me, and I whimpered, fisting the surrounding sheets. He brushed his lips over me so lightly that if I wasn’t hyper focused on my sex, I might not have felt it. I bit my lip to avoid crying out. I felt more wetness rush out of me. He groaned in response to seeing it trickle down.

“Nate… please,” I begged.

My pleading was what he was waiting for. He closed the minimal distance and ran his tongue flat and firm over me and I cried out at the contact. My back arched off the bed and the hand he had used to push me down returned and pressed me back against the bed. He ran his tongue over my slit a few more times before going to the top and finding my clit. He swirled it with his tongue, causing me to cry out again, before closing his lips around it and sucking. My hips bucked against him on the bed and the hand on my stomach pushed harder, holding me in place. His other hand came up and a finger slowly pushed in at my entrance. I was gasping and panting at his touch and almost ready to climax. He slid his finger in and went back to lapping his tongue against my folds. I could barely stand it already and he was adding in the second finger. I was spasming around his fingers, almost about to climax, when he pulled away, leaving me untouched.

“Relax, beautiful,” he coaxed. “I’m not ready for you to come yet.”

“Please,” I begged him, now knowing he liked it. “Please Nate, I need it.”

“I know,” he said in that deep voice that sounded both commanding and soothing at the same time. “I want you to wait a little longer.”

I moaned and tried to bring my hand down to finish the job, but he caught my wrists with a chuckle. “No, I’m going to make you come.”

He let go of my wrists and then ran his hands over my body again, stopping to pinch and pull at my nipples before moving back to my pussy. I clenched with anticipation and felt the trickle of wetness.

“That’s so fucking hot,” he groaned. “You’re so ready for me.”

“I’m so ready for you,” I affirmed, ‌harsher than I had intended.

He chuckled. “Okay, I’ll take care of you.”

And his mouth was on me again, wetly sucking at my clit as two fingers shoved back into me. I let out a cry that went hoarse as I bucked against him again. He pressed his free hand down on my pelvis to hold me and keep control. But my movements were out of my control as I got closer and closer to my release. He curled his fingers inside me, and after a couple of pumps, found the right spot. He sucked harder on my clit as he quickly tapped at that soft spot within me that had me seeing stars. I gripped his long hair in my hands as I pulled his face closer to me. I took one last gasping breath before I came harder than I had ever come with Caleb or on my own. He removed his fingers and lapped at me as I came with a cry, drinking me in.

“Good girl, come for me,” he said between sucking and licking me.

I looked down at him as he climbed back up onto the bed. The lower part of his face was dripping with my release. He came up to kiss me and I gripped him hard as I kissed him, tasting myself on his lips. Aftershocks coursed through me as I breathlessly reached a hand down into his tented sweatpants. He gasped as my hand wrapped around him and stroked. I got three strokes in before he backed away from me and pulled off his sweatpants. He kneeled before me, completely bare. He was long and thick, his cock bobbing as he moved towards me. My mouth watered at the sight.

“Do you want to suck me, beautiful?” he asked, his voice rumbling between us.

I nodded and remembered to speak again. “I want to suck you.”

This was something Caleb had said I was particularly skilled at, and I wondered if those skills transferred to Nate. He smirked and sat against the headboard between the pillows. I crawled to him and kneeled between his legs. When I bent down to take him into my mouth, my ass was sticking up in the air. Before I could wrap my lips around him, he groaned and smacked my ass. I was sure it would be pink as it stung.

I licked from the base of his cock to the head with a swirl at the top. He shuddered out a breath and hissed out a “Good girl.” My pussy clenched at the sound.

I took him into my mouth as far as I could and relaxed my tongue to get even further. I bobbed up and down a few times before I took him as far as I could again, then undulated my tongue against the underside of his cock. He gave a loud moan, and the muscles of his stomach clenched. I knew I could only do that a few times before gagging, so I pulled off of him. I pumped him with my fist a few times to catch my breath before I did it again. This time he caught me by surprise when he reached out from his sitting position with both hands and grabbed my ass cheeks. He pulled me towards him as he thrust up into my mouth. I felt wetness trailing down my thighs at this. Nate smacked my ass a few times as he fucked my mouth, and I ended up gagging. He let go of me and I sat up, my eyes streaming from gagging, and continued to pump him with my hand as I caught my breath. He stilled my hand, and I let go. The muscles in his stomach were clenching, and he was breathing hard.

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