| Subject: Priority Mail 119 (NC-17) |
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Date Posted: Sunday, January 09, 12:53:50pm
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Nikita507
's message, "Priority Mail 114+" on Friday, January 07, 08:30:18pm
Michael needed to get inside of Nikita, but he also knew that this was a time that neither of them would ever forget. He forced his mind to still control the lust of the animal that wanted to be unleashed to ravish Nikita. He eased Nikita down onto the bed and stood there as Nikita moved up the bed, staring at him the entire time.
“Shirt,” Nikita directed as she licked her lips and looked at Michael. As Michael eased the sweater over his head, he saw that Nikita was slowly unbuttoning the flannel. Michael dropped the sweater onto the floor and knelt on the bed to move to Nikita. As he moved, her hands had stopped and Michael shook his head. “I don’t think that is fair, Nikita.”
“I thought you’d like to finish the job,” Nikita replied as she blinked her eyes and looked up at Michael. His eyes grew into a deep forest green and she knew that it was exactly the right thing to do to Michael right now. Nikita waited as she eased her hands palm down against the soft comforter of the bed.
Michael’s long fingers impatiently and quickly handled the buttons in order to pull open the gentle flannel. He watched as Nikita shifted to one side and the other in order to slip the sleeves and the remains of her bra off. Michael took both pieces of material and threw them somewhere else in the room.
Now his attention was on the perfect round breasts that he had only been able to touch earlier. He started at Nikita’s lips with a kiss, but it was brief as he was a man on a mission. He used his thumbs to make sure that Nikita’s nipples were erect for his next attack as he started to slither his tongue with lingering kisses down Nikita’s neck and to the spot between her breasts. Nikita gazed down for a second as Michael rested his chin on Nikita’s chest and looked up at her. “Right or left?”
Nikita’s mouth was open and she blinked for a second, finding it hard that Michael had stopped right there to tease her some more. She rolled her hips but Michael pressed his down in return and he asked again, “Right or left?”
“Right,” Nikita spoke and Michael winked. “Wrong.”
Michael moved his mouth over to her left nipple and swiped it with his tongue first, putting just a bit of moisture on the tip that caused Nikita to shiver with hot lust. Then he gently started to place kisses around the nipple before finally taking it within his mouth. He rolled his tongue around the firm flesh and suckled for a while before gently taking it in his teeth to pull it just slightly away from her body. He felt Nikita’s gasp before he heard it. He then removed his mouth and did not wait to provide the same treatment to the neglected right breast.
“Mi-chael…” Nikita spoke as her hands got to his jeans, thankful that he had no belt on. She eased the button open despite the rounded hardness that was contained. She barely had any space, but Nikita somehow got her hand down into the jeans before all the way unbutton to feel Michael’s erection there, encased in nothing else. Nikita arched her back and looked at Michael as he pulled away from her breasts. “Hurry.”
“Minx,” Michael identified again as he took his hand to pull Nikita’s hand out of his jeans. He pulled them off and then with one long and quick pull, he snagged Nikita’s yoga pants all the way off. His movement left nothing on Nikita's lanky body but a small white bikini panty. Michael gazed at Nikita’s warrior body, even if it was slightly on the thin side. He loved her and that was his body to have.
Michael ran his fingers down from her shoulders to her core. He saw those sparse blonde hairs that were there and he eased the material of the panty to the side, looking down at her core as his fingers slipped into the warm folds. Nikita’s hips thrust up and she reached for Michael. “Don’t make me…”
“Beg?” Michael questioned as he eased over her body, his mouth right over her breasts again as his fingers nestled inside of the wetness that he desired to be encased within. He lapped from breast to breast as he forced himself to think about her needs first. For too long Nikita had neglected herself and Michael was not going to allow that to continue. He moved down the bed until his legs dropped off the side. He knelt and pulled Nikita’s body towards his face. He hiked up her hips and blew on Nikita’s wetness, causing her to quietly shriek in desire.
He loved the way that Nikita smelled and the way that she felt. He leaned up slightly and kissed the smooth plane of her stomach, just a fraction away from the sparse hairs that led the way to what he wanted. He teased Nikita all around, even kissing in the insides of her thighs as they were extended wide to allow Michael the access.
“Mi… Mi…” Nikita panted with need and that was before he even kissed her there. It was the anticipation of how it would feel again to feel Michael’s lips at her opening. She never thought she would feel that again and the moment was here, if he would just stop teasing her. She felt Michael grip her hips more to hold her as he desired and she moaned wildly as she knew the moment was there. The sparse blonde hairs tickled as he finally parted her folds to press his mouth against her.
Instantly, Michael found himself fighting Nikita’s body as it spasmed with pleasure and he continued his assault. This was just the beginning and he explored the wetness with his tongue as he heard Nikita’s pleas to continue just barely. He knew that as he continued it made her to continue to become more drenched and he felt the choppy spasms that happened again and caused her body to roll with drowning waves of desire.
In one smooth movement, Michael pushed Nikita back from the edge of the bed just enough so he could jump onto the bed with her. His hands hiked her hips up again, lining his hips up as his erection was targeted for that spot that his mouth had just left. He ran himself up and down the outside of the folds. “Please… please…”
“Kita…” Michael whispered as he then plunged his hips forward, unable to take it slowly. Michael filled her and she surrounded him. They were together and they were not going to part again. This was the beginning of the rest of their life. They craved each other so badly and now their cravings were being satisfied with the friction of their bodies slightly in alignment perfectly. Michael drove forward with power and then leaned down to kiss Nikita’s lips.
Her eyes opened as Michael kissed her. He was staring at her also. It caused the pace to increase and grow more intense. Both urged their bodies against the other with the power that both never knew that they had and knew it was only because they were together.
Michael captured Nikita’s hands and eased them gently above Nikita’s head. Never before had he felt so free to do such a thing. He held them up there as he moved his mouth down to shower attention on Nikita’s breasts. He felt Nikita’s legs wrap around his hips and squeeze tighter; now barely allow them to slide apart and together. Instead, they rolled the wave together and slightly from side to side.
Nikita was rippling inside and Michael opened his mouth wide and away from her breasts. He was tempted to bite down hard with the feeling of the pent up lust that he had for Nikita. The desire for this to be slow and romantic had been left a long time ago, but he also didn’t want to lose the control so quickly. However, Nikita’s body always made his body do other things than what Michael had outlined.
He was straining into Nikita and she was straining to allow him more inside of her. She arched her head back as the orgasm shattered between both of them and neither could identify who was who while they were combined together with their hips.
For a long time, they road that pleasurable wave, not knowing how it could extended as it had. He felt nothing like Nikita right now and he knew that was because he had her for the rest of his life. Michael’s strength was waning as he dropped his grip on Nikita’s hands and leaned his head to the side. He eased down on top of her body, still joined within her.
Nikita looked at Michael as he rolled them both to their sides so he could still stay there. He looked at Nikita and kissed her eyes and the two tears that had dropped from her eyes. He kissed her ear and playfully, yet slowly, tugged it as he wrapped his arms around his woman. He held their nearly naked bodies together and basked in the afterglow.
It was sometime later that a chill came over Michael. He shifted just enough to flip the comforter over them just a bit. Nikita rolled her hips forward again to confirm that they were still combined. Nikita pressed a kiss against Michael’s chest. “Kita…”
Nikita looked at Michael and whispered his name in return as she eased her head underneath his chin. She touched her hand across his bare shoulder and fought against the drowsy aftermath that wanted to close her eyes. Nikita licked her lips and kissed Michael. He looked at her and smiled. “What?”
“Next time… can you remove my panties?”
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