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Date Posted: 23:08:49 05/10/07 Thu
Author: Hannah
Author Host/IP: port176.dialup.bfree.on.ca / 66.207.116.176
Subject: Northern Woods, Chapter 12- NC17
In reply to: Hannah 's message, "Northern Woods" on 16:46:58 02/26/07 Mon

Chapter 120

After bidding Madeleine goodnight, Michael and Nikita walked hand in hand towards their bedroom. Silently Nikita changed into a short cotton nightgown and Michael stripped down to his boxers. They both settled into bed and curled up together.

Nikita sighed as Michael’s strong arms enfolded her and she laid her head on his shoulder, just enjoying being held.

“Michael?” Nikita finally whispered, breaking their silence.

“Oui ma douce (my sweet)?” he replied softly.

“Why did you use Adam like that tonight?” she inquired curiously.

“How did I use Adam?” he countered quietly.

“You know. Michael, I heard what you told him when he was having his bath. You told him that he might want to thank ‘the nice lady’ for allowing him to call me ‘Mommy’.” she replied.

“Shouldn’t he thank her?” he hedged. “Madeleine’s efforts in court have given him that.”

“Michael, you know very well what I mean.” Nikita said in surprise and she looked into her husband’s opalescent eyes. “Adam wouldn’t have acted the way he did tonight if you hadn’t given him ideas.”

“And did he say anything wrong, my love?” Michael asked seriously.

“Well, no.” Nikita admitted truthfully.

“He thanked Madeleine; that’s all I prompted him to say. The rest of what he said was all his own thoughts. Shouldn’t he be encouraged to thank others for nice things they do for him?” Michael inquired.

“Yes, of course he should.” Nikita admitted reluctantly. “That’s just good manners.”

“Exactly. And shouldn’t he be encouraged to express himself freely especially when he’s trying to convey positive emotions?” Michael queried. ‘Isn’t that the best way to encourage positive self-esteem?”

“You’re right.” Nikita admitted as she looked attentively at her husband.

“Adam’s little ‘speech’ was amusing, yes. That’s because it was totally innocent. I also feel that his comments clearly demonstrated to Leon how much he loves you and living here.” Michael replied seriously.

“So that’s why you did it.” Nikita said.

“Nikita… I really didn’t do anything. Wasn’t what Adam said more effective than you and I saying how much he adores you?” Michael inquired.

“Yes, but isn’t that using Adam?” Nikita said worriedly, returning to her original fear.

“I don’t think so, no.” Michael replied. “Adam’s very shy and all I did was encourage him to be more open. I think it made him feel good to thank Madeleine, and I know she enjoyed it. Leon almost choked on his coffee though.”

Nikita giggled. “I noticed that. I like him Michael; he seems very nice.”

“I think the feeling was mutual.” Michael said with a tender smile. “Leon was quite taken with you, chérie. It’s a good thing I know he loves his wife or I just might be jealous.”

“Oh you!” Nikita said playfully as she gently poked Michael in the ribs.

“You looked so beautiful tonight, mon ange.” Michael said quietly as he lovingly rubbed up and down her arm. “I was very proud of you.”

“Michael I’m not beautiful, although I love you for saying that.” Nikita replied seriously as she gazed at his handsome face.

“Oh Kita!” Michael whispered as he tenderly cradled her soft face in both hands and gazed intently into her azure eyes, willing her to believe. “You are beautiful. Who told you that you weren’t?”

“I don’t know.” She mumbled, lowering her eyes shyly. “I’ve always known it. I still don’t understand why a man as handsome as you are would want me.”

“Oh Kita; oh my poor love.” Michael whispered in an even softer voice. “Whoever made you believe that lied to you, chérie. You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met. I thought so right from the moment you looked up at me from that ravine.”

“Really?” Nikita asked shyly, as she looked up timidly at him then through her dark lashes.

“Yes, really.” Michael replied softly as he pulled her closer and kissed her ever so softly on her forehead. “I wanted you right from that moment, I think. I know you stole my heart before we even got back to my cabin.”

“Michael, you’re sweet, but I know you’re just saying I’m beautiful because you love me.” Nikita replied.

“No, that’s not why, ma très chère (my very dear).” Michael stated firmly. “You are beautiful. You believe me when I say that I love you, don’t you?”

“Yes, of course.” She replied quietly. “You’ve proven that to me over and over.”

“Know this then, ma chérie.” Michael replied seriously. “I would never lie to you. When I say you’re beautiful, you are.”

“Oh Michael!” Nikita sighed softly as she pressed herself up against her husband and kissed him tenderly.

Michael groaned and deepened the kiss, while his hands began roaming all over his bride’s beautiful body. Eventually his passion grew to the point where he became frustrated that her nightgown was in his way.

“Off.” He growled. “I want to touch you Kita, not this thing.”

Nikita smiled, and sat up quickly, tearing her nightgown over her head in one swift motion, and tossing the garment onto the floor beside her.

Just as swiftly, Michael rolled her gorgeous form beneath his and began kissing her in earnest, while grasping her firm breasts lovingly. He gently pinched and rolled her pink nipples until they hardened into hard peaks, gradually moving to her neck where he nuzzled and nipped, while whispering endearments.

Initially Nikita’s arms had been around her husband’s neck, but as he moved, her hands traveled down his back until they arrived at his still covered rear.

“No fair, Michael.” She whispered in his ear. “Take these off, or I will.”

Michael grinned and rolled to the side of the bed long enough to kick off the offending garment and then attacked his now giggling wife once more.

“Oh Michael!” she sighed between ravenous kisses while her hands skimmed all over his muscular form. “Oh more!”

With a devilish grin, Michael willingly gave her ‘more’. He kissed her passionately and then began moving down her gorgeous form, tasting and licking her soft, scented skin with such slow deliberation that she panted and squirmed beneath him in wordless ecstasy.

Her sighs of pleasure drove Michael insane, and he doubled his efforts to please her, wanting to hear her passionate outbursts escalate.

“Oh Michael!” Nikita sighed. “Oh yes!”

“So beautiful.” Michael murmured as he moved deliberately towards her blonde curls. Then, before she could process another thought, he gently held her thighs apart and thrust his tongue into her satiny depths.

Nikita panted from the wonderful feeling and squirmed a little more, while she felt Michael’s hands hold her even more firmly. Her desire escalated as she listened to his murmurs of pleasure as he continued his passionate task.

Nikita was going insane. Her pleasure mounted with each passing second and when she came around his tongue, Michael’s groans of pleasure reverberated throughout the room.

When her shudders had ceased, Michael lifted his head to smile blissfully and simply said, “Mine.” Then he gently cupped her breasts, pulled himself up her panting form and swiftly joined their bodies, to Nikita’s renewed moan of delight.

“Oh Michael, you feel so good!” Nikita gasped as she felt his rock-hard length fill her. “Oh more!”

Michael captured his wife’s soft hands, interlocking their fingers and pressing them down beside her pillow. He kissed her passionately, sharing the taste he had just plundered as his hips rocked gently against hers. Her moan of pleasure deepened and intensified his passion, prompting him to thrust harder and kiss her even more thoroughly. Suddenly, he broke the kiss, resting his forehead against hers and grinned the sexiest smile she had ever seen.

“What?” she panted as she gazed adoringly into his moss green-grey eyes.

“You taste so damned good Kita.” He whispered in a husky voice. “I’ll never get enough of you.”

“Oh Michael!” she replied as she felt her face flush.

Michael chuckled at her shy response and began thrusting into her wet, warm velvet with slow, languid strokes.

“Hmmmm… Mon Dieu!” he groaned as her walls vibrated around him and he closed his eyes in rapture. “Oh Kita, you feel good too! If you weren’t pregnant already…”

“If I wasn’t?” Nikita asked with a gasp as his strokes became harder and deeper.

“Then I’d have to make it a priority chérie.” Michael said with a grin before plundering her soft mouth and simultaneously thrusting forcefully into her slick depths once again.

Nikita groaned and met her husband’s advances just as forcefully. She watched him lovingly as he laboured above her and shuddered as he finally brought them both to a trembling release.

As he finally shifted off her and held her tightly in his arms, Nikita smiled happily and drifted off to sleep.

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