Chapter 306
The lovemaking ended in silence, unlike any of their previous encounters. In the past, their intimate moments would last at least half an hour, sometimes even one to two hours. But this time was different. The preparation before penetration took a long time, yet from insertion to finish, it only took about twenty minutes.
What's more, when the climax arrived, they strangely made no sound. Katniss didn't let out her usual moans, and there was complete silence between them. Even their heavy breathing ceased at that moment.
Everything was so quiet. Nathan and Katniss both had their heads raised, at the same angle and direction, unmoving. They maintained the position with Nathan's testicles contracting continuously, while inside Katniss's body, a large amount of semen was continuously being injected into her uterus.
Time seemed to freeze in that moment. After about a minute passed, they both lowered their heads simultaneously.
Nathan slowly withdrew his penis, and unlike before, this time, after ejaculation, his penis didn't soften. It remained very firm, covered in fluids, but Nathan tactfully didn't go for a second round. In his sober state, he pondered on his earlier dominance, unsure if it would upset Katniss. By voluntarily withdrawing, was it a case of closing the stable door after the horse had bolted? After pulling out, Nathan turned and lay on the bed next to Katniss, while Katniss's slender waist slowly sank, her legs kneeling on the bed and starting to move, until her whole body lay flat on the bed.
From climax to complete separation, not a single sound was made by either of them.
This lovemaking session revealed various anomalies. Firstly, the duration was actually shorter than any previous encounters. Nathan's ejaculation speed increased, and Katniss reached climax faster, raising suspicions about the reasons behind these changes.
Secondly, they used very few positions this time, basically only two. Thirdly, their lovemaking was unusually quiet, even during climax. It could be attributed to my presence in the next room, but at the moment of climax, their silence didn't seem forced. Instead, it appeared remarkably calm. From various signs, I could infer that this climax was more intense than any before. It seemed like their most satisfying lovemaking session, reaching a new level of intimacy.
At this point, I had a keen sense of unease. This tranquility felt like the calm before a storm, but I couldn't pinpoint the source of this discomfort.
Although Nathan and Katniss's lovemaking wasn't very intense, after the climax, they appeared extremely exhausted. This exhaustion was the reason behind the intensity of their quiet climax. Their state at that moment seemed like a post-third-degree situation.
Katniss didn't bother with cleaning up as she used to. Previously, she would block her vaginal opening with tissues after Nathan withdrew to prevent any semen from dirtying the bedsheets. But this time, Katniss just lay quietly on the bed, allowing the semen to flow out of her vagina, dripping onto Nathan's sheets and eventually seeping into the bedding, leaving behind a white trace. Nathan had ejaculated a lot this time, and even after resting for five minutes, semen was still slowly trickling out of Katniss's vagina, seemingly endless.
While Nathan lay on the bed and Katniss on the floor, after about ten minutes of rest, Katniss was the first to open her eyes. She was already awake and satisfied, but now she had a new worry – whether their lovemaking had disturbed me next door.
Katniss propped herself up and was about to help Nathan clean up with tissues when she heard Nathan's voice. Upon hearing him, Katniss glanced at Nathan, their eyes meeting in the dim light. Nathan, who had opened his eyes at some point, perhaps sensing Katniss getting up to leave, had a look of contentment mixed with a hint of something else. Despite urging Katniss to leave quickly, his eyes betrayed a deep reluctance.
Katniss didn't respond to Nathan's words. As she left the room, she gently opened the door, pausing to listen at the door before slowly opening it. Peeking cautiously, she seemed afraid of encountering me outside.
After Katniss left the bedroom, she glanced at the empty living room, sighed softly, and then slowly made her way to the bathroom door. Standing there, she relaxed upon seeing our closed bedroom door, her expression easing.
The scene that followed was Katniss taking a shower and returning to bed beside me, seemingly to comfort me. She held me in her arms and slept through the night, not even getting up in the morning to make breakfast, all because of the profoundly quiet lovemaking session.
After watching this lovemaking encounter, I suddenly felt deeply unsettled, though I couldn't pinpoint the source of this unease. Despite being an unexpected event, this lovemaking held significant meaning.
Katniss and Nathan had crossed a personal barrier by engaging in intimacy while I was at home. Deep down, I had hoped they wouldn't have the courage or inclination to make love, but they did. Even though I had consented to it once, I still felt extremely uncomfortable, especially witnessing their seamless coordination and reaching a new level of intimacy that even Katniss and I hadn't experienced. Feelings of jealousy, envy, and fear surged within me.
After watching this lovemaking session, I made a decision deep within my heart.
I continued watching the video, fast-forwarding to the next day when I left home. Katniss woke up less than fifteen minutes after I left, not naturally but due to the noisy sounds outside. There was a wedding in our apartment building, and the loud noises finally roused Katniss from her slumber. She groggily opened her eyes, stretched, and looked around, only to find my absence. In the past, she would always glance at me with tenderness and love upon waking up, showing concern and affection as she carefully got out of bed to avoid waking me.
This time, not seeing me, Katniss was initially surprised, then panicked.
She quickly got dressed and ran to the living room, finding it empty. Instead of checking the time on her phone, she rushed to the bathroom.
Upon reaching the living room, she heard sounds from the bathroom, which relieved her. She thought she hadn't woken up too late. However, when she saw the wall clock in the hallway, her expression turned tense again. She hurried to the bathroom door, swung it open, and saw Nathan sitting on the toilet with his penis exposed. Nathan glanced back at Katniss, looking surprised but not immediately covering himself, just slightly taken aback. Katniss didn't seem to mind.
"Where's Kevin?" Katniss stood at the doorway, urgently asking Nathan.
"He left about half an hour ago."
Katniss thought about it and realized that if I had been home, Nathan wouldn't have dared to come out of the bedroom.
Katniss ran her hands through her hair, looking agitated, with a mix of anger and regret on her face. She was angry at herself for feeling complex emotions after last night, avoiding facing me, perhaps planning to make it up to me in the morning, but unexpected events led to her neglecting her husband once again.
She rushed back to the bedroom, grabbed her phone, and called me, leading to that morning's phone call.
Feeling slightly relieved, I considered closing the computer, but a new curiosity arose. Did Katniss and Nathan really not engage in intimacy during the day at home? Did the echoes of last night's lovemaking linger?
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