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Date Posted: 06:43:58 11/17/07 Sat
Author: taurus2124
Author Host/IP: CPE-124-188-1-133.nsw.bigpond.net.au / 124.188.1.133
Subject: Chapter 136(S)
In reply to: taurus2124 's message, "The Rising Dragons ... continued ..." on 07:09:02 10/06/07 Sat

Chapter 136(S)

The first rays of morning light filtered through the bedroom and cast its rays across Nikita�s face. Still enfolded in Michael's strong arms, her eyes fluttered as one particular beam penetrated her consciousness causing her to open her eyes fully. She blinked once then twice as her eyes adjusted to the filtering light. Morning had broken and beckoned her to rise and see the brilliance of a new day. Nikita could hear the morning salutations as the watercraft on Victoria Harbour started to go about their daily business. Sighing reluctantly, she knew that sooner or later she would have to get up and leave the warmth of her bed and Michael�s side.

Rousing, Nikita carefully rolled onto her side now fully awake and quietly admired the sight of the man lying by her side. Michael was still fast asleep, serene in the slumber of unconsciousness. Watching his face in peaceful repose, her eyes lovingly gazed at his soft lips now slightly parted in slumber. Tenderly, she placed her finger to his mouth and traced the contours of lips that could torment and entice her with their skill. Michael was a magician. She loved everything about his kisses ... the gentle brush of his lips against hers, the teasing, playful games they played and the delirious passionate kisses that took her breath away. Just thinking about what Michael did to her senses with his caresses made Nikita want to wake him and experience those kisses again and again. But most of all she loved the cat and mouse games they played when his lips connected then pulled back ... teasing and cajoling a response from her. She was receptive to whatever Michael wanted to do. It was as if she was entranced by the magic ... The pull of his desire coupled with the caress of eyes that slid over her lips with intent ... all of these things made her toes curl. They were curling now.

Moving closer Nikita touched her finger to Michael�s mouth once again and closed her eyes. The erotic sensation of knowing that in some way he had kissed her inadvertently was enough for now. Did she dare wake him? She desperately wanted to wake him and begin where they had left off last night ... but Nikita decided ... No! Even though he was far too tempting, Michael needed his rest. What had happened at The Triangle had been exhausting on both of them plus he�d been at Section One until very late. They had made love into the wee small hours of the morning while their insatiable longing for each other had totally fatigued them both. Except it was never, ever enough.

Nikita was wide awake now and just looking at Michael in repose was so tempting, nevertheless ... she could be patient. Her eyes caressed his broad, muscular chest then travelled down his body, then with a reluctant sigh she slipped out of bed. Nikita suddenly needed to cool down, for an unexpected heat coursed through her body. She felt the tingling sensation of happiness, just like she had on their first night together on Lamma Island. A smile graced her lips as she stood beside the bed and admired Michael�s sleeping form. Feeling a slight shiver race through her as the early morning air embraced her nakedness; Nikita took a deep breath and wrapped her arms around her body. Through hooded eyes she took one last lingering look at the man asleep on her bed.

All of a sudden she was ravenous and in need of food. On nimble feet she floated on into the kitchen as if on cloud nine unmindful of the fact that she hadn't one stitch of clothing on her to get something to eat. Humming happily to the song in her heart, Nikita couldn�t stop herself from smiling. She made herself a cup of tea and some toast and once done, she left them on the bench and tipped toed back into the bedroom hoping the whistling kettle hadn�t woken Michael. Entering the bedroom she picked up his sweater from the chair and put it on. It was too big for her and the band skimmed the top of her thighs, but she didn�t care. She could smell Michael on it. Her eyes were drawn again to the bed where he had stretched out, his imposing body hugged the covers and he breathed deeply.

Nikita smiled wistfully, then quietly departed.

She could hear the chirping of birds outside heralding the break of the morning and Nikita happily made her way over to the doors of her balcony. Balancing her toast on her cup of tea, and some bread to feed them with, she slid the glass door open, paused, and listened to the sounds of morning. The gentle chirping coupled with the bustle of traffic on the Harbour was a symphony to her ears. Stepping outside onto the patio, the gentle breeze caressed her face and made her tousled hair more so as it played with her tresses. She wiggled her toes as they adjusted to the cold surface under her bare feet then Nikita made her way to the small patio setting on her balcony. Placing her cup onto the table she manoeuvred a chair into the rising sunlight, sat down and enjoyed the view of the Harbour. She took a sip of her tea and idly threw the crumbs of bread to the waiting birds that flew down and gobbled up the tasty morsels. Nikita smiled as she watched their antics, then stared out at the early morning bustle as the ferries began their daily crossings of Victoria Harbour on their way to various destinations in and around Hong Kong.

Leaning forward she lowered her eyes and stared into her cup of tea lost in thought but she soon became drowsy. Her eyes closed but Nikita stretched out her arms basking in the rays of the rising sun to keep her more conscious. The warmth permeated her skin through the wool of Michael�s sweater and Nikita crossed her arms across her chest as if holding him close. Thoughts of him were never far from her mind and memories of last night stirred a longing deep within of her. Brushing her fingertips over her kissed bruised lips, Nikita recalled his taste and she could still smell Michael�s essence on his sweater.

She looked down. Her unfinished toast had gone cold so she tossed the remnants on to the ground for her little chirpy friends. They flocked around once more to gobble up the crumbs. Suddenly she hungered for something much more palatable, something other than food. Getting up she quietly closed the patio door behind her and tiptoed across the living room floor and went back into her bedroom to where Michael was still asleep in her bed.

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He began to stir. Michael reached out his hand to where Nikita should have been but she was gone. Although disappointed he could heard her soft footfalls on the floor nearing the bedroom. Sensing Nikita�s approach his lashes partially opened as he watched her adorable form through hooded eyes come closer wearing his discarded sweater. She approached the bed, sat down on the bed's edge and placed his outstretched hand in hers caressing it over and over with her fingertips. Michael then woke to the wonderful feeling of Nikita�s touch and groaned in pleasure. Her gentle strokes were a cathartic balm to his soul. Groggily, he opened his eyes in time to see her raise his hand to her lips for a kiss.

�Good morning,� she said softly, her hand leisurely caressing his.

Michael�s voice was thick and husky with his sleepy reply. �Good morning.�

Capturing her hand their fingers entwined.

A smile tugged at his lips and Nikita felt her heart somersault as she gazed into his eyes. With his hair all dishevelled Michael looked so vulnerable. Her fingers did a little dance and her nail lightly scratched his palm. Rising up from the covers, Michael sat up and leaned toward her. To his eyes, Nikita was a vision. The sight of her in his sweater was such a distraction. He knew she was naked beneath it and he wanted to reacquaint his lips with every inch of Nikita�s skin, everywhere the sweater hugged her adorable body. He moved around behind her on the bed and beginning with the sensitive area along the curve of her neck, he began to nuzzle his way across her soft skin. Nikita turned her head to the side and Michael brushed her hair back from her face and shoulders and tenderly kissed her nape nipping at her flesh playfully. She leaned into his caresses as his fingers slipped underneath her sweater and began to glide across her warm skin.

�Michael ...� she whispered, barely able to form a word let alone a question. Her body melted with the hypnotic touch of his fingertips under the sweater. �What happened last night? ... Why were you called in?�

He paused before answering but he continued his tormenting caresses. �They wanted to debrief on the Andy Koo mission tonight.�

Nikita turned her head to look at him. �Oh ...� she replied softly, his brief explanation enough to satisfy her curiosity. She knew Michael would have had many questions to answer from Operations and Madeline, but that didn�t matter now for he was back with her. Would the mission with Andy Koo be the one to end their stay here or did they have more time together? She suddenly, desperately wanted to know how Michael felt. �How long do you think we'll stay here in Hong Kong?�

Her heart sank a little when she saw his face. The smile on his lips failed to reach his eyes as he looked back at her with a tinge of sadness in his eyes. �Not long enough!�

Nikita�s next words however, echoed the thoughts in his mind as well. �I wish we could stay.�

�So do I ... but let's not think about the future. Let's just enjoy this while it lasts.�

Sighing pensively she replied, �However long that might be.�

�It will be okay Nikita ... We�ll have more time,� Michael reassured her as he started to kiss her cheek, then her neck again while running his hands over her back with intent. He pulled her down to the bed and captured her lips in a passionate embrace.

�Hmmm.....� she mumbled wrapping her arms around his neck. Drawing Michael down to deepen their kiss Nikita snuggled against him wriggling her hips suggestively under his, lost in the joy of their embrace.

Yes ... they had time ... plenty of time. All thoughts of her mission with Andy Koo were forgotten as Michael once again began to weave his spell around her.

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Play on text from ... Beyond the Pale.

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