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Date Posted: 08:08:38 05/04/12 Fri
Author: taurus2124
Author Host/IP: CPE-58-161-104-186.kybq1.win.bigpond.net.au / 58.161.104.186
Subject: Chapter 237 (S)
In reply to: taurus2124 's message, "Next chapters of The Rising Dragons" on 18:36:25 04/26/12 Thu

Chapter 237 (S)

Standing up Michael turned and walked towards the bed and saw his love waiting. His eyes held her gaze as he approached and when he was by the bedside; he lowered his hands to the belt buckle of his jeans. Nikita was transfixed but at the same time a little coy. She felt like a voyeur watching Michael undress but she couldn’t take her eyes from his movements. Following the path of his fingers with her gaze, Nikita stared at him intensively as Michael hurriedly released the metal clasp of the belt and slipped it through the loops until it hung open. Lowering her eyes to where his belt lay open, she couldn’t help but see the package in Michael’s cords beginning to show signs of hardening.

Fascinated by the vision in front of her, Nikita stared as Michael inched the zipper down, agonizingly slowly releasing the teeth of the restricting barrier separating his groin from the air. Not a sound was heard in the room except for the noise of the fastener opening on his jeans and the raspy moan that echoed on her lips. Nikita’s gaze quickly returned to Michael’s, then her eyes lowered again waiting for what would happen next. Inserting his hands into the corduroy, Michael pushed his pants down low over his hips until they fell down his legs and onto the ground.

Her eyes told the story of how she felt. “Oh my,” she sighed. Michael was naked … superbly naked and Nikita couldn’t pull her eyes from his body. She was overwhelmed by the sight of hismanliness in the subdued light and trembled knowing that he wanted her as much as she wanted him.

Stepping out of his cords, Michael picked them up and placed them on the chair with his other clothes. He extinguished the lantern on his side of the bed then drawing back the covers slid into bed beside Nikita. The mattress sagged a little with his weight as he climbed in which caused her to roll towards him. Nikita bumped against his arm and hip and felt the warmth radiate from his body beneath the covers. With skin to skin the heat seemed to escalate.

Nikita lay there silently and couldn’t bring herself to touch him any more intimately, for if she did, she knew she would lose the battle. But it was so hard not to do so, as the temptation of his virile body so close was excruciating. She waited for Michael to make the first move.

“Ni-ki-ta.”

The soft enunciation of her name on his lips sent shivers down her spine. She turned her head towards his and was immediately lost in Michael’s verdant green eyes. “Yes?” She purred softly.

“Come here.”

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The bedcovers rustled as Nikita turned and looked at Michael with such devotion in her eyes that he was ensnared as she carefully closed the gap between them. Slipping his arm under her shoulders, he gathered her into his arms gently pressing her head onto his bare chest and simply held her close. Shifting her head a little Nikita laid it on Michael’s shoulder but she felt him flinch a little and immediately felt remorseful.

Moving her head back and looking up at him she asked apologetically, “I’m not hurting you am I?”

“No … no,” Michael replied lightly running his fingers up and down the soft skin of Nikita’s arm in a slow rhythmic pattern which was having a potent affect on her senses.

She curved her body even closer to his and Michael closed his eyes when he felt Nikita entwine her long smooth legs around his and sensuously rub her foot along his calf. The muscles in his legs immediately reacted to her touch and quivered involuntarily. Enjoying his response to her contact, Nikita gently kissed Michael’s shoulder, then looked up at him to gauge his reaction to her teasing. Even in the dim light from the fire glow she could see that Michael was aroused … his pupils had darkened considerably.

“Are you sure?”

Nikita was a minx. He watched the seductive gaze she directed at him as she bit her bottom lip. Michael couldn’t take his eyes from her lips and knew that his own would connect with them soon. All the while Nikita’s movements made the fine hairs on his leg stand up on end as she continued to stroke his leg as she waited for an answer. He stopped her actions when he captured her leg by placing his own across hers and pinning her to the mattress. His sensuous answer held a world of promise.

“Oh … I’m quite sure.”

In return Nikita playfully pressed her breasts against Michael’s chest, allowing her hardened nipples to caress his skin. His hands itched to touch what was offered but he resisted the temptation, waiting for what Nikita would do next. He stroked his hand sensually along the nape of her neck and pulled her closer. Nikita shivered as she felt Michael’s gentle touch to her core and needed to know if foreplay would be the only lovemaking they’d make tonight. Her voice was muffled against his chest as she voiced her concerns.

“Michael I’ve waited such a long time. I want to make love to you, but how can we do it?” She asked with bated breath.

Michael stopped his caress and gave Nikita a long, smouldering look that made her heart skip a beat. “We can be careful ...” Then with feather like strokes, he used his talented fingers to stroke up her soft inner arm, causing Nikita to shudder uncontrollably at his touch. “... take things slowly.”

If this was an example of taking things slowly she would surely go out of her mind demented with desire. Her senses were ready to explode.

Nikita wasn’t sure if that was the answer she wanted to hear, but it was not a negative reply. She could live with that decision although it would make her crazy. They had taken things slowly downstairs and where had that got them? Nowhere. Michael had called a halt to their foreplay on the couch, then again here in the bedroom. She didn’t know if she could survive another cessation when she wanted something much, much more from him. It was never enough. Michael’s gentle caresses only ever brushed the surface of the raging inferno which ignited within her body whenever he touched her, but she didn’t want to jeopardise his healing and was worried about his injury. Any over exertion could open up his wound, so perhaps it would be better if they just cuddled tonight and take things slowly like he’d suggested until his lesion had more time to heal. Although it wasn’t the scenario she really wanted she would be happy to lie in Michael’s arms all night if that’s what he wanted too. After all he had such will power, such control over his actions that she knew that whatever Michael decided, whether it be their long awaited joining or just being held in his arms for the night, would be mind blowing.

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Michael’s caresses continued to play havoc with her mind and only further heightened Nikita’s senses to breaking point as he touched her in places long neglected. When he caressed her, the effect was stimulating, calming but also erotic beyond words. Nikita was reluctant to say what was on her mind. “Okay, but … I don’t want you to put any strain on your wound.”

His eyes bored into hers while his touch continued to make her skin burn. “I won’t. In fact it feels just fine.”

He didn’t care if his wound was a little tender or not … he would do whatever it took to make love with Nikita tonight. A little pain and suffering was a small price to pay for the happiness their consummation would bring. Michael’s hand lowered to tantalizingly stroke Nikita’s leg placing it up higher on his thigh and opening her body to his potential touch.

Nikita couldn’t look away and a moan escaped her mouth lost to the spell of Michael’s intimate touch. She pushed her body nearer to his in her encouragement to be closer. “Do you mean that …” Her voice trailed away as she leaned in to him, deciding to take the initiative and test the waters as to exactly what Michael had meant. Kissing his top lip and holding it between her teeth, she bit it erotically with a determined pressure. She smiled provocatively at him and finished her question against his mouth, “… there is another option …?”

The gauntlet had been thrown down. Michael was enamoured all the more by the beautiful siren in his arms. His love was willing to take the initiative if he so desired, if it would be less stressful for his shoulder. Michael's eyes flickered back and forth over Nikita’s face and she was stunned by the intensity of his stare.

Pulling her closer to him, he snaked his right arm across Nikita’s body bringing her flush to his torso then Michael lowered his mouth once more for an explorative kiss that nearly sent her reeling. Breaking the kiss, they faced each other on the bed. While staring into each other’s eyes, he rolled Nikita onto her back, pinning her to the bed. Positioning his head, his lips sought hers in a hunger that could not be denied any longer. Her lips enticed him and Michael kissed her in total abandonment so passionately that Nikita’s head spun with the force of their connection. It was difficult for her to breathe as Michael possessed her so completely. These were the kisses that she wanted … deep soul-searching kisses that were erotic and caused an insatiable torment and delicious pleasure. She had waited so long for this seduction, and his potent kisses stole her breath away.

What had transpired with their unrestrained yearning was exactly what she had in mind and Nikita was glad that Michael did too.

Their lips fused together, the ardent merging of their mouths and tongue was a prelude to the intimate union that would surely be theirs tonight. Michael could not resist the temptation of her soft lips given in unconditional fervour. Nikita gave him her total submission waiting to lose control in his arms and let out an audible, evocative groan that resonated in the back of her throat. Her taste was an aphrodisiac to his senses and one he could not deny. With eyes flaring in unfettered desire, Michael deepened the kiss until the oxygen was nearly sucked out of their lungs. He reluctantly released Nikita’s lips briefly so that she could draw breath. Once she had, he lowered his head once more wreaking havoc on her sensitized lips while simultaneously awakening her fierce need for him.

Any ache in his shoulder was completely forgotten.


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