Page 32 of Convergence

“I was so close,” he panted with a grin.

“I have an IUD,” I said in a commanding voice so unlike myself. “I want you to come in me.”

His eyes sparked, and he gave me a solid push so I was falling back towards the end of the bed with him following on top of me. “You think you can call the shots, beautiful?”

I smiled slyly up at him. “Absolutely.”

He forcefully knocked my legs apart with his knees, then he sank down into me quickly. I was surely wet enough that it wasn’t painful. The stretch to accommodate him felt like a burning inside of me, but as he thrust in and out with an upward tilt, I forgot all about it. He kissed me hard as he thrust into me without mercy. I wrapped my legs around his waist and clung to his sweaty back. I felt the muscles in his back bunching and moving and his hot breath on my neck as he kissed me. We were hot, sweaty, and frantic as we moved.

His thrusts slowed. He kissed my mouth, and we both panted and moaned together. He pushed up and looked down at me as he fucked me. His expression was dark and sexy, and I squeezed his cock inside me.

“You looked so good sucking my dick, beautiful. Mmm and your pussy was so sweet and juicy, like a peach. I could fuck you like this all night,” he breathed. “Every time I look at you getting fucked, I almost blow.”

“Do it,” I moaned back at him. “Come for me.”

“Did you not hear that I wanted to fuck you all night?” he growled at me and wrapped a hand around my throat just tight enough.

I moaned as I got closer to my second release. “We have all night; we can do it again. And again,” I panted as my voice got tighter, both from my impending release and his hand around my neck.

“I like the way you think, beautiful,” he said, and started pounding an unforgiving rhythm. He continued with the upward tilt that hit that amazing spot inside of me.

My eyes rolled back as he gripped my throat and fucked me, and I came with a silent scream. I felt my release wet between us as he continued the same pace towards his own release. When he came with a roar, he pushed as far as he could into me with stuttering thrusts as his eyes closed and his head tipped towards me. He stayed inside me as he came and then crashed down on top of me, heavy and sweaty.

“Holy shit, that was so fucking good,” he said breathlessly into my neck.

“So good,” I echoed and petted at his damp hair.

“I can’t wait to do it again,” he said with a chuckle.

We spent the entire evening and much of the night in bed. When the power came back on at three in the morning, we took turns showering before sleeping in my bed to avoid changing the sheets on Nate’s bed. He would have joined me in the shower, but we were both spent and ready to sleep. Being in there together would have been too tempting. I fell asleep with my head on his chest and his arms around me, feeling considerably more sated and exhausted than I had in a long time.

The next morning, we headed downstairs an hour after our normal time, though not clad in running gear. It had snowed so much I was sure we’d be spending our normal running time digging out Everett’s truck before going to the lab. Halfway down the stairs, I smelled coffee and bounded the rest of the way into the kitchen, Nate not far behind me. We had been awake until almost four in the morning and slept for only three hours, but I felt great.

Everett was standing at the sink as he put his cereal bowl in the dishwasher. I smiled at him in greeting. He raised one eyebrow at me. “Good morning,” I said as I brushed past him to get a mug of coffee.

“Mornin’,” Nate greeted Everett and sat at the kitchen island. Nate yawned and stretched his arms and back muscles cat-like. Everett stared at him, still with one eyebrow raised. “What? Like what you see?” Nate teased.

Everett remained silent and poured a mug of coffee for Nate after I finished. He set it in front of Nate and leaned across the island between where Nate and I sat with his elbows on the cool surface and his hands clasped together. He looked from me to Nate, almost expressionless, but his slightly tightened brow told me he was expecting something. An explanation? Did I do some-

Oh.

“Remember when you were mute?” Everett asked me in his calm voice. I would have thought he was being mean if it weren’t for the glint of humor in his eyes.

I knew my cheeks were heated as Nate snorted a laugh. “I know, right? Fucking wild.” Nate sipped his coffee, his eyes far away like he was reliving the night. He squeezed my thigh with the hand not wrapped around his coffee mug.

Everett pushed himself back to standing and stood with his hands on his hips, his bright blue eyes laser focused on me. His head tipped to the side like he was studying me.

“Sorry,” I murmured to Everett, not making eye contact.

Nate snorted another laugh. “Don’t be. He jerked to it all night, I bet.”

I looked at Everett, my eyes wide. He gave me his signature smirk with what I could only describe as a smoldering look in his striking blue eyes. Then he turned ‌that same gaze to Nate. “You were just as loud as she was, so don’t get so haughty.”

Everett left with his mug of coffee and went to the living room.

“Did he just call me a ‘hottie?’” Nate asked me, turning to me.

“No, but I think he said he jerked off to the sound of your moans as much as he did to mine,” I said with a quiet sip of my coffee, trying to emulate the way Ev delivers his jokes.

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