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Date Posted: Monday, April 11, 07:34:48pm
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Nikita507
's message, "Priority Mail 211+" on Sunday, April 03, 05:47:08pm
Michael pocketed the keys to the cabin as Nikita entered the cabin also. It was still pretty early on Christmas for them to make it to this cabin, thankfully not the one that Walter really inhabited. It was his gift to them – a night away from their house. It was a special night and Michael saw that Walter had decked it out with one thing in mind for the couple.
Sex.
Nikita saw the roses everywhere with the evergreen pines. She placed her bag down and shook her head. “I’m guessing there are a Jacuzzi and a Sauna somewhere in this cabin….”
“With probably lots of bubble bath,” Michael agreed as he saw that someone had been in the cabin recently, probably had been arranged with a phone call from Walter, as there was a warm glowing fire in the fireplace and champagne chilling nearby.
There was even a bear skin rug in front of the fireplace with chocolate-covered strawberries.
“How could he even think I’d be hungry right now?” Nikita questioned as she picked up the silver tray and shook her head from side to side. “It feels like we just had dinner… hell, I feel like I have a stomach the size of Santa Claus with all the food I ate!”
Michael took the tray from Nikita’s hands and shook his head as he looked up and down Nikita’s stomach. “No big belly there.”
“Hardy-rah-rah,” Nikita rolled her eyes as Michael took the strawberries to the refrigerator. Nikita leaned against the doorframe and looked at Michael. Her eyes lost some of the twinkle and Michael closed the door and looked at her. “Tired from last night?”
“Would that be the bruise on my back from the snowball fight or… other activities that I managed to be quiet for, “ Nikita questioned as she tried to bring a glint of mischievousness in her response. But Michael knew that it was a cover and he tilted his head to the side. “Kita.”
Nikita exhaled as she leaned against the doorframe. “Michael… I know what Walter intended this to be…”
Michael nodded his head up and down. He waited and Nikita stood up and walked to him. “I just want to be with you tonight. Does that make sense?”
“Be with me?” Michael questioned and Nikita slapped on his arm and shook her head. “You know what I mean.”
“It means you have a headache,” Michael commented and Nikita groaned. “Not at all…”
Michael chuckled and took her hands. “I get it Nikita…”
“Do you really?” Nikita inquired as she walked with Michael. She was sure that she was disappointing Michael right now. She slumped on the couch and looked up at Michael. “You were planning on…”
“I just want to spend time with you, Kita,” Michael commented as he sat down on the floor and leaned his head against her legs. “However you want that time to be.”
Nikita touched Michael’s head and groaned. “We don’t get many chance like this… where it is just us… and I know that we should make the most of that time… and part of me wants that.”
“And the other part wants to embrace that we have a relationship that is deeper than sex,” Michael turned his head and looked at Nikita with a gentle smile on his face. He was slightly worried that some of this was because of his gift that he had given to Nikita, which she still wore. He regretted that he pointed out that the necklace could be added to in the future. That had not been his purpose in getting the gift for her, but it was too late to take back what he had said.
Nikita touched Michael’s face and grinned back. “Not that I’m not going to touch you… and not that I don’t want you to touch me… But I feel like we need time to just be…”
“And I can give you a massage…” Michael suggested as he pulled Nikita’s boot off and rubbed at her heavily socked foot. He looked up at Nikita and took the other sock off. “It will be rough seeing your body like that… nude in the firelight…”
But I want to see your body in the firelight too… and if we are doing… if we are having sex… I won’t see your body in that way… how the light will flicker off of your skin… and I want to massage you too,” Nikita leaned down to look Michael’s eyes as he looked at her. He leaned forward and kissed Nikita’s lips. “It sounds wonderful.”
“Really?”
“Yes,” Michael replied as he stroked the back of his knuckles against Nikita’s cheek. “As long as I can still touch you…”
Nikita leaned back and tilted her head to the side as Michael pulled the sock off of Nikita’s foot. He rubbed it gently and he looked up at Nikita’s face. She wasn’t asleep, but she was relaxed. She was the most relaxed that he had seen her in weeks.
And that was what she needed.
Maybe it wouldn’t be what Walter intended it to be – but it would end up being so much more.
Exactly what they needed.
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