Convergence

Four

We sat down at the table and he started uncovering plates and pouring me wine. "You're not having any?" I asked him. He shook his head, "I don't drink" he said firmly. "Never?" I said, "rarely" he replied. He leaned back in his chair eating slowly, watching me intently, alternating between using his fork and then popping things in his mouth with his fingers. Taking his time and making a show of licking them clean, it was so sensual, I could feel myself becoming aroused. How the fuck could you get hot just by watching someone eat?!! "So where are you going? For your big festival spread?" he asked casually, interrupting my thoughts. I put my napkin down taking another sip. "You know I don't actually remember, all I know is, Germany is first, a couple of smaller places in between and then to London" I said. "So you've decided to stay there?" he asked curiously. "I think so, for a little while anyway, I'll stay for Christmas then who knows" I said. He nodded silently. "Have you had enough?" he said standing up, too bad if I hadn't I thought, "yes thank you" I said, he held out a hand and waited for me to take it, I grabbed my glass and let him lead me onto the big squishy sofa. As soon as we sat down I turned so my legs were resting over his and I leant my head back on the cushion against the arm of the sofa. He grinned at me and reached for a remote, soft music started playing out of some speakers. We started talking about him, his band, his brother, acting. He was very open and I found I liked listening to him talk. His voice was low, slow and steady, very sexy. I was feeling warm and slightly fuzzy. I sipped my wine and I could feel myself becoming intoxicated, not only by the wine, but by him. His hand lightly trailed up and down my legs as he spoke, sending shivers through me. I suddenly wished I had worn pants instead of my skirt. I had only worn it because I knew I was seeing him straight after the job, so I had wanted to look good! I saw a shadow of a smile flicker across his face, he must have noticed. We had been sitting in silence for a little while, his head was leaning back against the sofa and his eyes were closed. Despite our earlier make out, it looked as though he wasn't really interested in continuing now. I was a little disappointed, I put down my empty glass and attempted to stand up, but his hand clamped down on my legs. "What are you doing?" he asked, his eyes snapped open and he looked at me curiously, raising a brow. "It's kind of late, I should probably leave. I have a meeting at ten and you look tired" I said in explanation. "No, I was just enjoying the music and it's so quiet and peaceful. You don't like it?" he asked. "I like it" I said quietly. I did, he radiated a kind of soothing energy, it was weirdly seductive. He moved in next to me, throwing his leg over my thighs holding me lightly against him. His hand came up and he ran his fingertips along my cheek. I opened my mouth to say something, but before I could speak his mouth covered mine. I closed my eyes with a contended sigh and let myself surrender to his kisses. As the kisses became more urgent, his lips trailed a path down my jaw and to my neck, I felt his hand slide from where it had been resting on my stomach, up under my shirt and slowly moved to cup my breast, squeezing gently. My hands were grasping his head, my fingers tangled in his hair. I could feel myself losing all control and I didn't care. We were startled by a loud knock on the door, his head shot up, "fuck, I ordered desert" he muttered. He climbed off the couch, "stay there" he said as he stood up. I nodded smiling as he stalked off to answer the door. I was hidden from sight as I heard him talking to the waiter. I sunk back into the cushions, thankful to get a bit of breathing space. What was I doing, did I actually want to stay and go to bed with him? I was in no doubt, that if I didn't leave now, that's exactly what was going to happen. I heard the trolley being pushed in, the other one then wheeled out. I jumped as the door slammed closed and Jared reappeared in front of me. "You don't want dessert do you?" he said quickly, I decided to play with him a little. "Actually, I could go some dessert" I said getting to my feet. I saw him roll his eyes and tsk frustratedly. I grabbed his hand pulling him over to the trolley, "it was your idea to order it" I said shrugging. I looked at the dishes and after long deliberation, I picked up a strawberry and popped it into my mouth. I looked up at him as he stood there arms crossed frowning at me. "That's all you're going to have?" he said raising one eyebrow. "No, I'm going to have more, I'm just deciding" I said innocently looking back at the plate of fruit. I picked up some more, taking slows bites, then popping the rest in my mouth, licking my fingers just as he had done earlier. I could feel his blue eyes on me, watching me as I teased him. "I'm finished" I said turning and smiling sweetly at him. He moved to slide his arms around me, pulling me against him. "Great cause I'm just getting started" he murmured pulling me back to the couch. My heart was hammering, he had been pretty much been trying to get me into bed from the moment I'd met him, and if I was honest, I wanted him too, despite my initial reluctance. "What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" he asked raising an eyebrow, watching me curiously. I looked up at him, "nothing" I said almost a whisper. "If you want to go, it's okay" he said, I shook my head. "No, I want to be here" I replied firmly. He shot me a sexy grin, my stomach flipping in anticipation. He leaned down again, gently pulled my hair out of the way and started to trail soft kisses slowly across my shoulder and up my neck. His hands meanwhile, had grabbed the bottom of my shirt and were slowly undoing the buttons. When he got to the top one, he pulled at it. I moved so he could get it over my shoulders and off me, tossing it to the floor. He ran his fingertips down my arms lightly, between this and his kisses I was covered in goosebumps. His lips crashed down on mine, beginning their assault once again. Gone was the softness from moments before. It was rough and needy, almost desperate and I welcomed it. My hands held onto his shoulders as he moved from my mouth to my cheeks and down my neck again. My head was spinning from breathing too fast, but there was no way I wanted him to stop. His hand moved up to palm my breast and I let my head fall back against the cushion. He flipped back the lace of my bra and latched onto my nipple, sucking greedily. I let out a soft moan as my hands grabbed his hair, holding him to me. Soon the other one was exposed and I was on fire. His lips were back on mine as my hand moved down between us and I inwardly groaned as I felt his cock through his silky pants. He pushed into my hand, "I'm going to fuck you right here on this sofa" he groaned against my throat. I squeezed firmly in response, "still better than a car" I said with a soft laugh. He growled and his lips were back on mine, his tongue meeting mine, his teeth biting my lips, I cried out as he moved to sink them into the soft skin on my neck. My head was spinning, he let me go abruptly and moved to climb off the couch. In doing so, he shifted our balance and I rolled off onto the carpet with a thud, momentarily confused. He knelt down next to me, "shit! Sorry, are you okay?" he said, I could see him trying to suppress laughter. "I'm okay, just a little surprised that's all" I said laughing. "Hopefully I won't push you off the bed" he said with a grin, I raised an eyebrow, "let's hope so" I said. He stood up and held out a hand, I reached up taking it and letting him help me up. He led me into the bedroom and his mouth was on mine once again. His hand reached around and flicked open my bra, it was gone in moments. He stared at me as I stepped back from him and sat on the bed, scooting to the middle and off came my skirt. My hand then reached up and I pulled out my hair, letting it fall around me. I lay back on my elbows, waiting for his next move. He turned away reluctantly and I watched him stride over to an overnight bag and rummage through it. As he walked back he was holding something, he stuck it between his teeth while he reached down to pull off his tee. I exhaled in appreciation, he was toned and all muscle. His arms were well defined, but I had felt them, they weren't bulging, they were in fact perfect. A light smattering of hair ringing his nipples, a small trail leading down, inviting your eyes to follow the veins that ran down from his stomach, disappearing below his pants. Drawing my eyes down to his bulging erection clearly visible against the soft fabric, I bit my lip in anticipation. He stood there, gazing at me, like he wanted to devour me, heat, sex, it all radiated off him. Watching me intently, he grabbed the waistband of his pants and slowly pulled them down. As he straightened up, kicking them away, my eyes widened. I'd have to remember to tell Raf the rumors were true. My mouth went dry and I felt myself become even more damp than I already was. It was impressive, jutting up proudly, the veins stark against the paleness. Wide and long, the tip glistening with his arousal, he raised an eyebrow and smirked, clearly proud of his manhood. He took hold of it firmly, giving it a few hard pumps, then he took the little package, ripped it open and popped out the condom. I stared breathlessly as he slowly rolled it over his cock. He climbed up on the bed and his seduction continued. By the time he had coaxed me onto my hands and knees I was more than ready for him. He had teased me and pushed me to the edge more than once, I was so impatient I could scream. I felt his tip at my entrance as he rocked back and forth, slowly sliding into me. Unable to wait any more I pushed back against him and moaned softly as he filled me completely, my walls closing in around him, exhaling as I adjusted to his size. "Don't move" he hissed, his fingers digging into my hips holding me still. I could feel him throbbing and twitching deep within me and all I wanted to do was fuck him. Finally he regained control and started to move. He felt incredible, I moaned loudly as he shoved me forward, hard long thrusts accompanied by his groans had me shamelessly begging him, harder, faster, I wanted it all. He obliged, I knew he was close and so was I, I could feel the rush starting to build. But suddenly he groaned loudly, "fuck" he pushed into me fast a couple more times, letting go and his entire body shuddered as he found his release. He slowed down with a few more lazy thrusts, finally stopping. I let my head hang forward, breathing slowly, feeling very unsatisfied. What the fuck? I was pissed and frankly surprised, the rumors never mentioned he was a selfish lover. "Charlie, shit ...." I heard him mutter, he pulled out of me and tore off the condom, then flipped me over onto my back before I could reply. He leaned half over me looking mortified. "I'm so sorry, shit, I'm never this bad" he said apologetically, his fingers gently pushing my hair away from my face, his lips started peppering my cheeks with kisses. "I have been dying to fuck you and ... well, it seems the anticipation was too much. I'm sorry" he admitted, as his lips seared my throat. I almost laughed, at least he knew he had fucked up. "That's the second time you've apologized to me tonight. You weren't bad, it started off well" I said with a giggle I couldn't suppress, he lifted his head and raised and eyebrow at me. "Let me make it up to you" he said in a soft, sexy drawl. My still very aroused body shivered at the look he shot me, I nodded slowly, hopeful he could redeem himself. His lips were on me again, trailing a path down my neck, I closed my eyes as he stopped to worship my breasts. Moving further until he reached my belly, then finally he was in position between my legs. His mouth was on me and I was crying out after only a few minutes. He was really making up for his earlier performance, a few more flicks and swirls of his tongue and I fell over the edge. One hand tangled in his hair, the other gripping the pillow. I was panting and sweat covered me as I finally let him go. He moved up next to me, looking a little smug. "Better?" he asked, I nodded breathlessly. He hovered over me and I was pleased to see he was hard again, he gave me a cocky smile and I rolled my eyes in amusement. "Told you I wasn't bad" he said as he lay back next to me a little while later and closed his eyes. "Lucky, I couldn't handle another apology" I said with a laugh. "Smart ass" he replied amused. The second time around had been the polar opposite of the first. It was mind blowing, leaving me crying out his name as I almost lost consciousness from breathing too fast. I turned to my side away from him, curling up and allowing myself a few minutes to get my breath back. This was always the awkward part of sleeping with someone for the first time. What came next? I felt his arm slide around my waist and he pressed his naked body up against my back. "Stay here, we'll have an early breakfast and then you can go to your meeting" he said in a sleepy voice. I quietly let out the breath I didn't know I was holding, "um, are you sure?" I said, "yes, very sure. Please, stay" he said kissing my shoulder. He let go and slid off the bed, giving me a nice view of his very perfect ass as he walked away, disappearing into the bathroom. I exhaled as soon as he'd closed the door. The door opened again and he flicked off the lights climbing into bed, once again pressing up against me. "You hungry?" he asked with a yawn, "no, I'm okay" I said, the events had caught up to me and I was suddenly feeling very sleepy as well. "Night Charlie" he murmured, "night" I whispered.

Jared's POV -
What a night, first pushing her off the sofa, then coming in minutes like a horny teenager. I was embarrassed at my behavior. I wasn't lying when I told her the anticipation had been too much. It was true, as soon as I slid into her tight velvety warmth I had lost all control! Thank goodness I was able to redeem myself. As we lay there afterwards, I knew she wanted to leave, I could feel the tension radiating from her. Ordinarily, I loved the chase but once it was over I usually wanted them out of there, preferring to sleep alone. But I found I wanted her to stick around, I wanted her luscious body next to me when I woke up. But I knew what I was like. I'd fuck her a few more times and get bored. I thought no more of it as I pulled her close again. But for the first time in what felt like forever, I enjoyed the feeling of kissing someone goodnight and sharing a bed with them.