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Date Posted: 07:23:42 11/03/07 Sat
Author: taurus2124
Author Host/IP: CPE-124-188-3-80.nsw.bigpond.net.au / 124.188.3.80
Subject: Chapter 135 (S)
In reply to: taurus2124 's message, "The Rising Dragons ... continued ..." on 07:09:02 10/06/07 Sat

Chapter 135(S - Suggestive)

Michael�s name echoed in the night like a prayer on Nikita�s lips. She clung to him wrapping her arms around his body as if she would never let him go. Severing her lips from his caress, she enticed and teased him mercilessly. Caressing his lips, she nipped at them then retreated before Michael could capture them fully once more. A willing participant in her game, his eyes gently lingered on her swollen lips before gliding slowly up to see her cerulean blue eyes connect with his.

Nikita looked at Michael ... really looked ... deeply into his very soul.

She now finally realised that their earlier shared look had chronicled just how Michael had felt about finding her in that explosive situation in the nightclub. When she had seen the vulnerability in his eyes, she knew he would have been devastated and blamed himself if anything had happened to her. Michael had just confirmed how strong their bond was and how much he cared for her. He�d gone out on a limb for her on numerous occasions and she had always felt safe. However, judging by the worry she�d seen in his face when he had returned, she knew Michael would always place her safety above everything else including his own welfare or Section One�s interests.

Smiling, Nikita lowered Michael�s mouth to hers once again. If it was at all possible she loved him even more.

Entwined in each others arms, but feeling restricted by the covers that separated them from each other, Nikita began to push them further away from her body needing to feel Michael�s skin to hers. However, she met with resistance from the weight of his body and thrashed about this way and that beneath him to gain his attention.

�Michael ... I want to touch you ...�

He raised his head as her words began to register in his brain.

�The covers ...� she uttered continuing to writhe on the bed while trying to push the bedclothes from her body.

Finally her plea registered.

Understanding her need to be close Michael raised his body to a sitting position and the last remaining bed linen was pulled away. Nikita sat up and her tussled hair cascaded around her face and over her bare shoulders. Her perky breasts strained against the material of her tank top and Michael was unable to look away. The sight of her dishevelled body coupled with the rosy flush of desire on her cheeks ... took his breath away.

Nikita encircled his neck with her hands then lowering them to his shoulders, pulled his upper body closer to her own. Resting her forehead on his, she snuggled into Michael�s warmth. His hands wandered down to capture her breasts in a soft caress through the cotton material of her top and lingered on her chest. The feel of her budded nipples caressed his palms tempting Michael beyond his control. Looking into her eyes he kissed her lips as his hands worked their magic.

She moaned regretfully when she felt his hands leave her breasts and lower to the hem of her top. Suddenly, Nikita�s skin shivered as a waft of cold air drifted over her midriff, then her chest. The cold air was nothing though to the heat that seemed to be scorching her insides. Michael continued to kiss her, breaking their embrace only when he removed her top up and over her head discarding it on the floor. His hands returned to caress her breasts but this time there was no restraint against them and Nikita felt the erotic smooth slide of his hands over her skin. Shivering again with the heat of desire, her nipples beaded, her breasts hardened and her breath caught in her throat.

Hurriedly Michael helped remove the last clothing barrier that separated them and gathered Nikita in his arms once more. Lifting her up from the mattress he placed her in his lap with her legs straddling his thighs. Grabbing Nikita�s hips, Michael pulled her closer savouring the pleasure of her body against his. She smiled and suggestively ground her hips up against him instantly feeling his reaction to her movements. The woman was a tease. Nikita was enjoying the reaction of her playfulness and he was tempted to follow her lead. Burying his face in her neck, Michael deliciously left his mark on her skin. He placed kisses down her throat, nipping then soothing the bites with his moist tongue again and again. He nuzzled his head in the sensitive erogenous area around Nikita�s ear before repeating the kisses on the other side of her throat returning between times to her parted lips and kissing her deeply.

Nikita whimpered in pleasure as Michael laid her back towards the bed then rose to remove his clothing.

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�Michael?� she softly uttered realising that she was alone on her bed.

Nikita�s eyes opened trying to focus, then darted around her room in panic trying to find him, hoping that what she had been feeling was not just an illusion. When she saw Michael and what he was doing, she contentedly whispered his name again. Her hooded eyes travelled the length of his body in admiration and she watched the rippled muscles of his chest. Nikita couldn�t sever her gaze and got a funny feeling in the pit of her stomach when Michael�s biceps flexed as he stripped off his upper layer of clothing.

Smiling at him in wanton invitation, she raised her arms in a plea for his return.

The only illumination in her bedroom was from the high rise city buildings caressing the banks of Victoria Harbour ... but it was enough for him ... more than enough. Michael could easily make out Nikita�s glorious silhouette in the muted darkness. He needed no glaring lights ... he knew her body by heart. He saw her transfixed look and his eyebrow arched in acknowledgement of her approval. The siren lying on the bed in a halo of golden tresses beckoned with her entreaty and he hurried his task. Quickly dispersing with his clothing, Michael soon stood in all his naked glory. The gleam in Nikita�s eyes was indescribable. He saw want and need and a desire for him that smouldered. He returned to her waiting arms where he belonged and where she waited for the touch she knew so well.

Feeling his weight depress the bed, Nikita snuggled into the warmth of Michael�s embrace, resting her head on his shoulder. He lazily traced the soft skin of her arm but when she playfully nipped his flesh, Michael felt a stirring deep down below that soon would need to be appeased. She turned in his arms. He pulled her body closer to his own as Nikita lifted her thigh. Placing it over his, she moved into Michael�s warmth and rubbed her body sinuously against his. Their legs locked. Their lips met. Her legs trembled involuntary. Nikita pressed Michael to the covers until she was straddling his torso.
Realising her intent he helped position her on top of him ... then waited for what she would do.

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Nikita had made a promise to herself after the events in her kitchen that when they next made love she would reverse their roles and would show Michael a few tricks up her sleeve. Now she was ready to try them out.

Leaning down, she kissed him, holding his head up to hers for a second. Her hands caressed Michael�s head running her fingertips through his unruly hair. The curls sprang free and Nikita twisted them through her fingers. Michael deepened the kiss. Tightening her hold on his head with the pleasure of their embrace, she moaned through it. Wanting to touch, Nikita's fingers ran down over his shoulders, brushing past the sculpted lines of Michael�s chest and then down to roam lightly over the front of his thighs. Feeling his arousal beating against her; she cried out softly.

He in turn about needed to feel Nikita�s skin against his. Michael reached out his hands to touch her body but before he could, Nikita caught his hands and pulled them away. Her reluctance to his touch was not intentional because this time, she wanted to be the one in control. Most times they had made love Michael was the dominant partner, but now it was her turn. Pulling back from the kiss and capturing his eyes she commanded softly but with undisguised meaning, �No!� Leaning forward Nikita then placed one more, soft kiss to his lips. Her eyes never left his face as her intentions were made crystal clear.

Michael was captivated and silently cheered her bravado. Lost in her determined attitude and waiting to see what she would do next, his passion laced accent echoed her name in anticipation. �Nikita ...�

�Ssh ...� she placated, pulling him toward her to kiss him. �Relax Michael ...,� her gentle voice declared against his soft responsive lips. �Trust me.� Nikita kissed him more deeply one more time in affirmation of her objective.

He watched the gleam in her eyes sparkle in mischief. Michael felt comfortable enough to know that whatever she had in mind would please him no matter what. He reached for her.

However, Nikita pulled back when he wanted to hasten the proceedings. �No ... let me!�

They exchanged looks. Nikita caressed Michael�s features with her passion filled eyes then proceeded to leave gentle kisses all over his face. Murmuring endearments, she kissed his temples lightly running her tongue over first one then the other eyebrow before placing her soft lips to Michael�s closed eyes. She moved soft kisses down the line of his nose then smoothed her lips across his cheeks and down along his jaw line. Travelling up the indentation of his chin Nikita captured his lower lip with her teeth.

�Perfect ...� she whispered inaudibly against his soft lips. �You�re perfect.�

Michael tried to capture her mouth but Nikita would not let him engage her in a kiss. Through hooded eyes he watched as she repeated her anointment to his face once again. He was a man in agony ... and Nikita was a woman on a mission to seduce. Feeling her tender caresses in his soul Michael waited with bated breath for her next move. He didn�t have to wait long because Nikita ran more feather-like kisses along his jaw line. Then, just when he thought he had her figured out, she suddenly returned to his parted lips and captured them in a potent kiss. A moan erupted from Michael�s throat but was swallowed once her lips held his captive. Nikita broke their kiss and moved back to his eyelids. Sighing, he closed them welcoming the incredible, tender sensations she was giving him.

�Michael?�

�Hmm?� he moaned, but his reply was muffled as Nikita returned to his lips kissing him deeply once again.

She pulled back to look at him, her hand gently stroking over his cheek. �Let me make love to you," she asked softly her fingertips resting on his parted lip.

Michael�s eyes caressed her face before returning to capture her eyes. His mesmerizing gaze was the only answer she needed. Nikita pulled him into another deep kiss, this one much more passionate and commanding than her last. Her teeth grazed across his lip very lightly nipping on his soft flesh and Michael knew there was no turning back. An aroused moan escaped from deep within his soul.

Nikita had said he was perfect but that was not true. It was she who was flawless. He was in her power ... at her mercy and under her spell.

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