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Then…the collision.

I don't go for a walk. I don't move an inch. I'm just suspended there, powerless, as his lips crash over mine.

"We should stop," my voice cracks, barely managing to get the words out.

"I know we should," his deep voice grumbles in between kisses up and down my neck. "But I don't want to."

My heart swells in my chest. I don't want to either.

So we don't.

No matter how fine everything seemed, I knew somewhere deep down that us working together was trouble. Even if on the surface all of our problems appeared to be solved, I could feel the reality brewing beneath the surface. I just didn't know the inevitable eruption would feel so good and so simple. It comes on with an unstoppable force that's more like a mountain shifting - strong and steady. It's insurmountable. We both seem to know we'd be fooling ourselves if we even tried to stop.

"Not here," I beg.

"What about here?" he teases, slipping his hand between my legs.

"Joshua," I reply in a whispering moan. I mean it to come out as a reprimand, as a warning to stop. But it sounds far from it.

He moves his hands up to my blouse, slipping up under the hem. My knees go weak as he reaches around to undo my bra.

"Stop," I whisper again, but my left hand reaches down and slips into his pants as he covers my mouth with his.

My body trembles as he unbuttons my pants and drags them down my legs. Then he sets to work on my top and lab coat. By the time he's done, I'm left with nothing but my lace panties. He watches me with hooded eyes as he unbuttons his own belt and pants and lets them fall down to his ankles.

I reach for the hem of his shirt. As I pull it off, he grabs my hands. He leads me over to the wall and holds me up against it. I wrap my legs around him and relish in the feeling of being weightless in his big strong arms once again. This is the kind of thing that rolls through my head every night, sending me into thirsty hot sweats.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he moans.

He settles his hips between my thighs and guides himself inside of me. I'm wide open and dripping wet for him. God, the relief of it. I wasn't even fully aware of just how badly I needed this until now.

"I want you to fuck me hard," I whisper in a hushed desperation.

He's quick to obey. I can feel every inch of him ravenously sliding in and out. Waves of pleasure crash over me. I don't believe there's ever been a time in my life when I've been so turned on as I am right now.

"I'm close," I whisper.

The moment he hears the words, his hands clutch my waist tightly and he drives himself harder into me, sending me deep over the edge. I moan out loud, not even caring if anyone hears me. My brain is mush and can't comprehend where we are or what a horrible idea this is. He thrusts into me until his own hips eventually tremble and shake.

"Jesus fucking Christ," he groans, dragging his face into the crook of my neck.

I don't have any words. I can feel his heartbeat vibrating through his chest and into me while we both catch our breaths.

He slips himself out of me, still hard as steel. Then he lifts me up and carries me back to the lab table.

"What are you doing?" I pant.

"I'm not done with you yet," he growls. "This time...we're getting a round two."

Before I have time to protest, he's putting me down on top of the cold metal and burying his face in between my legs - which is just as well because I can't find a single word to protest with anyway. His lips wrap around my clit, sending another round of shockwaves around my body. He laps up every inch of me, sucking and licking, taking my hands and placing them above my head on the table. He holds them down at the wrist with one hand and his other hand comes up to my mouth. He slips his fingers inside, and my mouth hungrily clashes with them.

While I'm distracted, his tongue flicks over my clit and sends me over the edge once again. I scream with my mouth locked around his fingers that are still in my mouth. My body writhes and shakes, taking everything he has to give me.

I'm still throbbing in orgasmic pleasure when he pulls out and moves over me again. I drag my nails down his chiseled chest, digging into his skin as he slides inside of me.

"Harder," I whimper, raising my hips up to him.

His hands grip my ass and he does as I ask. He goes so fast and deep that he drags his knuckles across the metal tabletop, and the sound echoes around the lab. The force of it vibrates through my entire body, shaking me to my core.

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