| Subject: Priority Mail 364 (NC-17 Warning) |
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Date Posted: Monday, January 02, 11:14:04pm
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Nikita507
's message, "Priority Mail 360+" on Friday, December 23, 11:56:06pm
The door whispered closed and Nikita felt Michael’s hands around her waist. “You don’t want to ruin this dress, do you?”
“I’m glad that it is short,” Michael whispered as he dropped his hand to inch up the material. Nikita swatted at Michael’s hand as she continued to move forward, only to feel Michael snag the zipper and pull it down. Nikita turned as she playfully held the dress up against her body. “You are evil… and how did you lose your coat and shirt already?”
“Operative,” Michael shrugged his shoulders slightly with a grin crossing his face. Nikita laughed and shrugged her shoulders as she dropped her hands. “Operations.”
Michael rasped as he took in Nikita’s naked body. “You… were…”
“I had a clear idea what you wanted tonight,” Nikita winked as she slowly turned away to look at the large bed that was in the room that was twinkling with way too many candles on a normal night, but it was just perfect tonight. But Michael took Nikita’s tease to heart and soon had his arms wrapped around her naked waist again, his hands pressing down her flat stomach and into the sparse hair. Nikita gasped as his fingers slithered into her wetness. “God, Kita…”
Nikita almost lost her ability to stand and she gasped as Michael was deft with his fingers. “Oh… you want it fast…”
“Fast… and then slow… and then passionate… and then hot… and then wet…” Michael slowly spoke as he helped Nikita towards the bed. He laughed as she leaned forward on her hands and then turned to face him. “Does it have to be in that particular order?”
“Maybe,” Michael replied as he drank in Nikita’s body as it was on the bed, waiting to be joined by him. But then he noticed the frown on Nikita’s face. “What’s wrong?”
“You lost your coat and tie so quickly… but you still have your pants on…” Nikita pouted slightly. Michael stepped forward as he reached for his pants and allowed the button to become undone. “I was a good boy this evening when I got dressed.”
“Since when have you started to wear underwear?” Nikita asked as the pants were dropped and she saw the pair of boxers. “Michael!”
“We have children now, Kita.”
“And they surely aren’t here tonight,” Nikita shook her head as she took in the black boxers. “Get rid of them!”
Michael knelt on the bed as Nikita leaned back and started to move back some. Michael hooked his hands around her knees and pulled her closer to him. Nikita swung her head. “You are still too clothed.”
“Maybe I am more worried about what you need,” Michael raised an eyebrow before slowly dropping his eyes from her eyes and traveled down her body in a manner that made Nikita feel his gaze on her and made her tingle with need. “You are such a tease sometimes, Michael… but I know that you don’t feel like teasing me… that’s why we are here.”
Michael shifted to one side to start taking off his boxers. Nikita chuckled. “You didn’t spring for Velcro boxers. That would have been easier.”
“Kita,” Michael almost growled. Nikita arched an eyebrow as Michael finished the task of disposing of his boxers and almost getting the protection on before Nikita even noticed. “What, Michael?”
“Shut up,” Michael declared as he leaned over her body and then captured her lips, forcing her to stop talking.
Her hips rose to thrust against Michael’s erection but he kept her from her wetness for just a moment. Nikita moaned into his lips with frustration and he used his fingers to part her folds and then guide himself into her. They were combined with the motion that brought them together, neither body really wanting to separate, but knowing that it would continue to get better with that rocking motion.
Nikita arched her back and looked at Michael pushed up to look down at Nikita. He was accurately aware of their position and he searched her eyes for any hint that this was not exactly what she needed right now. Nikita licked her lips and nipped towards his lips to indicate that she was perfectly fine with how they were.
Michael dropped his head but bypassed her lips, pressing it against her neck as his hips thrusted Nikita deep into the bed. She was pinned underneath Michael’s muscular body and she ran her hands to his back to help egg him on into thrusting down and into her with more urgency.
He wasn’t kidding when he had told Nikita that it would be fast. He felt the coolness of the ring that was on her finger against his back and he nipped at Nikita’s neck. Michael was going to be with this woman forever. This was his wife. His only wife. Michael’s paced quickened, causing both to pant and tighten their grasp on each other.
Both moaned what could have been each other’s names, but it didn’t matter as their bodies exploded in a fission of passion and love. They were together on that bed and knowing that they had more left tonight.
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