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“Yes,” he says, arching back into my touch so my fingers bump against that tight pucker between his cheeks. “Lube is in the drawer.”
Swallowing hard, I grab the bottle and, after only a second’s hesitation, another condom.
Exploring him is an exercise in wild frustration and breath-stealing awe. He responds beautifully to a lighter, teasing touch, but the first time I penetrate him, he shivers like he’s about to come already. Two fingers are enough to make him start talking, babbling heated, filthy nonsense as he tells me to finger him harder, plowing into Natalie as she comes again. A third finger, and he begins to beg.
“Now, Finn, now, fuck me now, please, God.”
Natalie’s face is flushed and awestruck and so fucking perfect, smiling the same joyous surprise I feel right back at me when our eyes meet over his shoulder. I line up my cock to press just the slightest way inside him.
“Do it. Fucking do it, Finn, I can take it. Now.”
I grip his shoulder, holding us steady, and do as he asks, slowly but steadily pushing into the tight heat of his body. He stops moving—we all do—when I’ve bottomed out, no sound in the room but heavy breathing and Natalie’s tiny whimpers.
“Nic.”
He doesn’t answer me.
“Nic. Baby.” I kiss his shoulder, his neck, his upper back, anything I can reach. “Baby, please.”
He’s trembling. Eventually, a lifetime goes by, and I’m on the verge of calling the whole thing off, sure I’ve hurt or harmed him, when he takes a full breath.
“I’m good,” he says, sounding strained. “Keep going.”
“Not a chance.”
“I’m good, Finn.” Natalie gasps beneath us as he begins to move, and then all three of us are groaning into the dark because we’re all connected.
The intimacy is overwhelming, so thick we’re drowning in it. Not three people anymore. Just one. It’s staggering.
I have a moment to be grateful for the dark, because I can’t stop the tears from gathering.
It’s more than I can bear. Moments later, Natalie cries out, coming again, and Nic begins to shake beneath me, kicking off my own climax as he comes. I manage to keep from crushing them as I break apart, losing my mind, my heart, and my soul in the biggest climax of my life. For long moments after, Nic continues to tremble, twitching every so often in the aftermath.
“Holy smokes.” Natalie gasps, still catching her breath. Nic tries to laugh, sucking air when it jolts all three of us. I pull back slowly, away and out of him, sitting back to wipe my eyes before either of them catches on.
Nic collapses inelegantly on the bed, half-squashing Natalie and making her laugh. His eyes are closed.
“Nic?”
He doesn’t open his eyes, doesn’t answer right away, and fear stabs my gut. I’ve hurt him, I did something wrong, I’ve wrecked it, ruined it.
Then, eyes still closed, he smiles, slow and sweet and wide. My heart fills to bursting, and I laugh too, tackling Natalie, kissing Nic, ready to spend the rest of our lives doing this or anything else at all, not caring even a little so long as we can be together.
27
NIC
Seven a.m. wake-up, check. At my desk by eight fifteen, check. Just another weekday morning, routine firmly in place.
Sitting down in my chair taking longer than usual? Not routine.
Finn’s eyes tracking my every movement, color high on his cheeks when he sees it happen? Definitely not routine.
Getting half-hard at my desk before I’ve even settled in for the day? Welcome to the new normal.
“Stop it.”
“Stop what?” he asks, looking quickly out the window.
