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Subject: Relishing the Burn (NC-17) - 3 Author: delle [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 09:36:28 05/21/01 Mon In reply to: delle 's message, "Relishing the Burn (NC-17)" on 09:40:03 05/18/01 Fri *** “Close your eyes, Nikita.” His voice was both soothing and seductive, enticing her away from the cold knowledge of their predicament and back into the warmth of their own private world. She shut her eyes, blindly reached one-handed. “Michael.” He released her other hand, enabling her to embrace him, to stroke his back. His hands found her breasts and his lips worked down her chest to her stomach. He hadn’t shaved in several days and the beard stubble was abrasive on her tender skin, sending waves of sensations cascading over her. His tongue was sandpaper rough on the sensitive flesh of her belly; pleasure edged with the slightest of discomfort. The room echoed with her soft mews of pleasure and she was suddenly scalded with rage. Bauer was getting off on this, perversely enjoying both the erotic show before him and the humiliation he demanded as payment for his latest intell. Michael sensed her tension; he shifted still lower and caressed her hips and belly with his talented fingers, seeking, demanding her undivided attention. “There’s no one here but us,” he reminded her, his accent thickening as it always did when they made love. Roughened cheeks caressed her inner thighs and she arched, silently pleading for him to move higher. Eyes shut tight to enhance her concentration, each touch of his lips sent a tremor through her body. Inch by minuscule tormenting inch he brought his mouth closer. A gasp was torn from her when the target was acquired. His breath was searingly hot against her, a blast furnace of heat and desire that coursed up from his mouth and engulfed her in his inferno. She melted. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date Re: Relishing the Burn (NC-17) - 3 Jacqui Pinn 13:59:59 05/30/01 Wed