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Date Posted: 18:07:46 12/16/07 Sun
Author: Mary
Author Host/IP: cpe-72-224-142-55.maine.res.rr.com / 72.224.142.55
Subject: Characters & Shadows - Chapter 20 - Yes, it's NC-17
In reply to: Mary 's message, "Characters & Shadows - Cont." on 18:11:16 12/08/07 Sat

Chapter 20

<i> She kissed him back with the same abandon and felt her hips begin to move against him wanting and desperately needing more of him. Very much more of him.</i>

Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs is depicted as a pyramid with the human physiological or primitive needs at the base of the pyramid and these are called deficiency needs. If a deficiency need is not being met, the individual will temporarily re-prioritize their needs by focusing attention on the unfulfilled need. One of these primitive needs is sex. That was the one that both Michael and Nikita found themselves both imprisoned by as they allowed their base instincts to take over and all other needs or behavior were temporarily forgotten.

The dinner was forgotten. The wine was forgotten. Contracts, plays, the theater, all of it forgotten. They focused on only one thing, what was happening to them at that moment. Breathes mingled, gasps, hands reached, touched, explored, tongues tasted and teased. Movements became more insistent and intense.

Michael was trying to remember that he had wanted to take tonight slow, spend time with her, get to know who she was and explain about his life. He really wanted something meaningful with Nikita. But his primal need took over the moment the moment that her lips parted for him and the way that she was pressing against him and accepting his touch was driving any rational thought completely out of his head.

She fit against him perfectly, every part of her pressed tightly against him and he felt like this was the way it was always supposed to have always been and the way it would always be. They molded together like two pieces that made a perfect whole. He touched, she moaned, he pressed, she pressed back, he breathed and she would sigh. Her heartbeat raced he could feel that against his chest as her curves enticed him with every passing second.

He knew to go slower in some well forgotten part of his higher brain functions, but those synapses were not taking place at the moment and as he deepened even further the passionate kiss with her, he knew that the arousal that beat within him could only be satisfied in one way. His hands moved beneath her sweater desperate to feel her soft skin and was amazed at the perfection of the feel of her under his hands as he rubbed the warmth of her back.

She arched up into him and felt fire race through her at the feel of his hands against her bare skin. It had been so very long since anyone had touched her like this and certainly it had never been like this with anyone else, not that there were many. She wanted more of him. Her hands moved to grasp his shirt and pull it from his pants so she too could explore some part of him. She felt her sweater pulled up and released her arms to allow him to pull the sweater over her head.

She knew a moment of slight embarrassment and a chill as he stood for a second not touching her but then he spoke in the softest whisper, “You are so beautiful.” She wanted to reply, wanted to blush and push back against those words but then his hands were back on her and pulling her back against him and she lost the ability to speak as one of his hands undid her bra and the other one cupped her breast tenderly.

His mouth on her instantly sent liquid fire pouring through her and she knew she was completely lost to him. He was the gentlest man she had ever known. Patient in his ministrations and yet so incredibly arousing that she had to remember to breath. She realized that he had taken one of her hands and was now leading her out of the kitchen and up the stairs to her small bedroom. Not pulling her, not insisting, just a gentle stroke against her palm and fingers asking her to come with him. And she did.

He wanted to go slower with her but it just wasn’t possible. He hadn’t planned this, hadn’t really thought about it at all before the last few moments. But here they were and nothing could have stopped him at this point especially since she seemed to be just an anxious, just a wanting of this as he was. Something incredible was happening here and Michael was powerless to think of anything other than making love to this beautiful, amazing woman.

The bedroom encased them and clothing was quickly removed between passionate kisses and moans of pleasure, then Nikita lay before him on the bed. He stodd there for the briefest of seconds and just looked at this treasure before him and wondered what he had ever done to deserve such an amazing creature. But his thoughts soon fled once again as she raised both a hand and her hips, “Michael, please. Please.”

She looked at him and he was so incredible. She had already known before his clothes were off that he would have a magnificent body, that was obvious to anyone that looked at him. No what made him so amazing was how <i>he</i> was. His touch, his taste, his scent, everything about him set her on fire and she had to have him. She heard him moan as he laid next to her and took her in his arms and she felt the full length of him against her.

Her sounds as he kissed her, the softness of her curves against him, all of it was too much and he had to have her and soon. He wanted this to last. Wanted it to be the best she had ever had but he felt like a gangly teenager with no self-control at the moment. He prayed he didn’t embarrass himself with her.

She was stunned how perfect this felt, how right it was to with him. There was no fear, she had expected the terror and instead she was here and she needed this man to make love to her, to feel him inside of her and she needed it now. Right now. It had been far too long for her to have anything like self control right now. So as he went to touch her she instead took control and reached out for him. Heard his intense moan as she wrapped her hand along his hard length and told him, “I need you now. Right now.”

The touch of her fingers on him had almost been his undoing, he almost came at that touch. But now her desperate words on top of that and he knew he could wait no more. He positioned himself between her legs and allowed her to lead him as he stroked himself against her hot wetness realizing how completely ready she was for him. He braced himself as he entered her.

Tight, she was incredibly tight as he entered her and her gasp broke through the sexual haze and he was immediately concerned as he froze, gathered his reserve and hesitated, “I’m sorry, did I hurt you?”

She heard his swords but they didn’t register, she just knew that he was inside of her and heat flowed through her as she had never known and she wanted him deeper, desperate for much more of him. But he had to know that she was with him, that she was all right, “Nikita, please, is this ok?”

His second plea she heard but she almost didn’t understand. He was talking to her again and this time actually asking her a question. This was the most incredible thing she had ever felt in her life and he was asking if it was ok. No it was not ok, it was mind-blowing and she wanted him. She realized that he wasn’t going to continue until she answered, she opened her eyes and looked at him and the tenderness she saw there almost brought tears to her own eyes. “It’s fine. Please, don’t stop. Please.”

She watched those eyes change at her words back to that fiery desire that just drove her own excitement. He was a tender and caring lover, he seemed to sense what felt so perfect for her and then do it again and again. He pulled out slowly and then back in with a restraint as he stretched her walls to accept him. She opened her legs wider to accept him deeper and deeper into her depths.

Their moans filled the air as he filled her completely and they lost all restraint as the moment overtook them. He began to move in and out of her and she arched and pressed against him her body begging for the release that she had been wanting for days. She was an active lover and that drove him crazy as he felt her legs tighten around him and her nails dig into his shoulders. He felt her orgasm begin before she ever threw her head back and cried out in the pleasure of the moment. He followed her instantly unable to hold off for even a second.

They lay on the bed recovering their breaths and Michael rolled off her slightly so not to hurt her with his weight, but he never lost contact and he softly pulled her into his arms and placed her head against his chest. They both just laid there not thinking yet, just holding on to the wonderful moment that they knew changed everything.

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