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Date Posted: 02:41:29 04/27/12 Fri
Author: taurus2124
Author Host/IP: CPE-58-161-104-186.kybq1.win.bigpond.net.au / 58.161.104.186
Subject: Chapter 236 (S)
In reply to: taurus2124 's message, "Next chapters of The Rising Dragons" on 18:36:25 04/26/12 Thu

Chapter 236 (S)

Blurting out her question, Nikita then turned her face away from his not wanting Michael to see her reaction should it be negative. The skin on the back of her neck quivered knowing that his eyes were focused there. She was a nervous wreck. Running her hands through her hair and breathing erratically, Nikita bit her lip a little harder. She sat there waiting for his answer, but the silence was deafening for Michael hadn�t replied to her query straight away. She didn�t dare look his way and she tried to keep him from seeing her apprehension at wondering what he was thinking.

�What do you mean?� Michael answered seductively as he quietly made his way to her side and unexpectedly stood in front of her.

Nikita hadn�t heard his soft footfalls on the carpet as he�d approached the bed and she got a surprise at his nearness. She looked up. Michael captured her gaze with his compelling eyes for the shortest of moments. His look was enough to make her skin tingle with anticipated excitement and the words were more difficult to get out with him standing so close. She repeated her question again, but this time with more emphasis on one key word.

�You know � How is this going to work?�

Michael turned the full force of his gray-green eyes on her. �What? � You mean this?�

Nikita was held speechless. Within a few seconds she was against Michael�s warm, hard body as he pulled her up into his arms. Cupping her chin in his hand he turned her face up to his, then lowering his head, Michael kissed her so passionately that the air whooshed completely from her lungs. All coherent thoughts fled Nikita�s mind � all she could do was feel the overwhelming man in her arms and return his kiss in kind.

Nikita had her answer. A keening sigh left her lips when she rubbed her hands over Michael�s back feeling the outline of his firm muscles through his soft woollen sweater. She knew what lay beneath. She�d already felt his intoxicating warm skin when on the couch, and now she desperately wanted to feel him unclothed. Etching her hands under the sweater Nikita inserted her fingers into the top of his jeans pressing his lower torso closer to her own.

�Mmmm � yes,� she murmured thunderstruck with sudden yearning.

Trying to ignore his reaction to her touch, Michael placed his fingertips against her throat, feeling the beating of the vein under her skin when she moaned. Nikita�s heart leapt in her chest for his touch only exacerbated her inner turmoil. She closed her eyes as tremors swept over her. Nikita�s pulse raced as thrilling shivers of pleasure danced all along her spine. In delicious assault, Michael�s lips brushed across her forehead then her eyelids with abandon. Finally, trailing his lips down her cheek, he rested his caress at the corner of her enticing mouth knowing that his love was in torment.

Nikita was squirming inside and desperate for more than just kisses. Warmth spread through her body like lightning at his touch. She wanted Michael so desperately she felt as though she would burst. She was tired of waiting. Threading her fingers through his unruly hair, Nikita held his mouth to hers deepening their kiss while murmuring against his mouth. �Michael please � I need more � I need you.�

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Michael ignored Nikita�s plea and took a step backwards releasing her in the process. She stumbled on her feet somewhat feeling the loss of the contact to his body then instinctively she leaned forward. With eyes half closed she looked up at him with a perplexing question covering her face. Why? Why had he stopped? She�d indicated her desires in no uncertain terms but he�d stopped all intimacy and stepped back. Why? Nikita felt his loss tremendously. However, it wasn�t long before she understood his reasons.

Michael held Nikita�s gaze communicating his intentions without speaking. While looking deeply into her blue eyes he began to remove his clothing.

Unconsciously she bit her lip. Her eyes followed his hands and gazed at him mesmerized as Michael began to take off his turtleneck sweater. Watching him remove his pullover was unadulterated agony for her. Without preamble Michael pulled both his sweater and T-shirt up his chest and over his head in one swift movement haphazardly discarding his clothing to the chair in the corner. Nikita got a glimpse of well-toned skin as his body was revealed to her sight. Her eyes dilated further as her man stood naked to the waist in front of her and she surreptitiously devoured the sight of his abs and rippling muscles. Michael looked magnificent in the muted glow in the room. Words seemed superfluous as none could describe Nikita�s amazement of his superb body. Despite his injury he was in top physical condition. However, as she cast a more intense look over his chest, Nikita�s eyes were drawn to the bandage over his wound and the strapping on his shoulder.

Stretching out her hands to his upper body, her fingers touched his warm vibrant skin while deliberately bypassing his injury. Closing his eyes, Michael felt their gentle slide across his skin. It was torturous. He sucked in his chest, unable to exhale as he felt her wonderful touch anoint him. Placing her palms to his rib cage, Nikita gingerly worked her hands up his chest until the pads of her fingers gently touched his wound. Her eyes sought his, and Michael saw the concern registered there. His wound was still a little tender but he ignored the dull ache as her gentle touch soothed any discomfort. Smiling reassuringly at her, Michael captured her hands and placed his own over hers holding them to his skin. Caressing her hand with his, he moved into her space, overpowering her with his gaze and snagging her eyes in the trap of his look.

Nikita murmured incoherently as she came closer. Was it just her or did it seem to be getting hotter in the room? She suddenly felt a warmth pass though her body but for some reason Nikita began to shiver.

Michael lowered their hands to his sides and observed her reaction. �Are you cold Nikita?�

He didn�t miss a thing as he glanced at her face. Nikita�s pupils were enlarged and he saw the difficulty she was having trying not to react to his half nakedness. This woman was so transparent when it came to her emotions about him in these situations as they were written all over her face. Their eyes locked as if each knew exactly what the other was thinking. What he saw was her open book of admiration.

A breathy sigh escaped from her lips and she managed to utter, �A little.�

Michael heard Nikita�s throaty whisper while unbridled passion registered in her eyes and actions. He knew exactly what buttons to push to make her capitulate but he enjoyed teasing her just that little bit more.

�It�s quite chilly in the room. Perhaps you better get into bed while I quickly light a fire in the hearth,� he taunted knowing very well what her reaction would be.

Nikita wasn�t feeling chilly � far from it � she was burning up. The touch of his skin had scorched her to the core until she was like molten lava and now he wanted to light another fire? She was incredulous at what he�d said and didn�t know how to respond. How could he just call a halt when he knew she was a bumbling mess?

�B..b..but,� she blurted out feeling bereft of his closeness.

�Here � let me help you.�

Lowering his hands to the hem on her sweater, Michael began to slowly remove the garment separating the material away from Nikita�s body with dexterous hands. Slipping them underneath the wool he unhurriedly removed the sweater from her body revealing a T shirt beneath tucked into her jeans. Her chest was heaving and Michael was taking great delight in putting her off kilter once more. He lightly caressed the underside of her breasts with his determined fingertips, sliding them under then over the material covering her chest. Michael felt their light weight fill his hands, as his thumbs stroked over her taut nipples now erect through the fabric. Inserting his hands under the soft cotton once more, he raised the hem and inch-by-inch Nikita�s body was revealed for his appraisal.

She shivered from the cold as much as from his touch.

Once again, Nikita�s naked beauty enthralled him. Michael leaned towards her and his lips connected with hers in a kiss so gentle that it made her shudder even more. His teeth bit her bottom lip, nibbling at it before capturing it into his mouth. When he released her lips, Nikita let her breath escape from her mouth, but Michael did not allow a long severance. He kissed her again, more forcibly this time, locking her lips firmly to his own. Probing his tongue into her mouth he entwined it with her own, withdrawing and then plunging back into her warm depths in a game of cat and mouse. Michael made Nikita shiver all over again in anticipation of his next move. She didn�t have to wait long. Kissing his way down her throat his kisses left a trail of destruction as they marked her skin. Retracing his caresses back up to her ear his raspy breath echoed in her ear canal. However, it was what he whispered that had Nikita shivering that much more.

�You finish undressing while I set the fire.�

And then he was gone.

Nikita was gobsmacked. It was apparent that Michael was taking great delight in making her wait for what they both knew was inevitable.

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Curled up in a tight ball on the edge in the cold bed, Nikita reached over and extinguished the lantern on the bedside table. Adjusting her eyes to the diminished light she angled her body on the mattress to where Michael stood and watched him silently. She ogled at his taut back muscles as he prepared the fire and in no time the temperature in the bedroom increased. The heat was rising in her as well. The effect those rippling biceps were having on her libido was rife. Nikita craved his touch. Willing him to join her quickly, she wanted Michael to finish what he�d started, what he�d promised by his actions both here and downstairs. She was so frustrated by his actions but at the same time she was all hot and bothered. It annoyed her that Michael seemed to be taking great delight in keeping her off balance. He knew how long and how much she wanted to make love to him, but now she was sick and tired of his torturous foreplay.

She needed Michael to put her out of her misery.

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