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Subject: Chapter 9: Sex And Chocolate (NC-17) (Zute says: "My two favorite things--together at last." *wg* *hee hee hee* ;-P)

Zute and Sanlin
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Date Posted: 09:00:06 12/08/01 Sat
In reply to: Sanlin 's message, "Welcome everyone :-D and a repost of "It's Absurd"" on 18:05:34 12/01/01 Sat

"Michael?" Nikita’s voice sounded small and disappointed. ‘Just when things were getting good,’ she thought.

Her eyelids fluttered but, before she could open them, Michael began his insidious new assault on her weakened defenses. He stretched out one of his nimble feet underneath the flowing sea of chocolate sauce and placed it snuggly against the soft, submerged fabric of Nikita’s panties. He dug his toes into the cotton cloth, searching out her center, and began stroking deep circles through the cloth into her concealed, and formerly protected, flesh.

"Oh, Michael!" Nikita grasped the sides of the tub with her slippery, chocolate-covered hands, arched her neck and tilted her head back, moaning. Michael massaged her nether bud, until he felt her beginning to shake and tremble, moved by his efforts.

He eased off, running his chocolate-dipped toes slowly up and down the length of Nikita’s belly, breasts, and neck. He stroked the long, graceful curve of her throat, massaging her neck with his foot and rubbing his toes against the sensitive, pulsing beat of her carotid artery.

He moved downwards, stroking the gentle curve and soft undersides of her breasts. After brushing the heel of his foot over the tops of her breasts, he pinched one of her nipples between his toes, giving it a playful squeeze.

Nikita groaned appreciatively, then sighed as Michael changed tactics again and dug his toes into her bellybutton, working scrumptious circles into her flesh.

Nikita couldn’t take this torture passively any longer. She fought back by taking Michael’s foot firmly in her chocolate grasp. She licked her hot tongue over his heel and extended the line of her tongue up and around, to the underside of his foot, moving gradually from the bottom of his foot to the tips of his toes. Triumphantly, she took his big toe into her mouth and began sucking it, hard.

Michael groaned. He started breathing heavily and struggled to regain control of his trapped foot, but Nikita was merciless. She took more of his toes captive in her mouth and alternated between sucking and nipping them. The more he struggled, the harder she pressed her advantage, stroking his hard, chocolate-covered chest and silken, submerged thighs softly with her right hand.

"Ni-ki-ta," he gasped, struggling to control the involuntary reaction in his manhood that Nikita’s attentions were producing.

Nikita released his foot without warning and bent forward until she captured his mouth with hers. She tasted the depths of his mouth, and then broke off the kiss, licking her hot tongue over his chocolate-covered chin before returning to take his bottom lip gently between her teeth and biting it passionately.

"Michael," Nikita’s voice was thick with emotion. "I want you."

"Soon." Michael suppressed a groan. He was having trouble controlling his breathing. His heart pounded fiercely in his chest and his face felt hot and flushed.

His entire body burned with an impossible desire, an unbearable need for his angel. He fought back a shudder, wrestling with his feral passions. But he found himself suddenly desperate to wrap himself in Nikita’s warm, living light.

"We should… clean up… first," he managed, his voice sounding, even to his ears, rather weak and breathless.

"Michael, this is no time for housekeeping, " Nikita admonished, slapping his chest playfully.

"Just a shower…" Michael breathed.

Nikita carefully considered the potential benefits and rather intriguing possibilities presented by sharing a shower with Michael. Rapidly, she acceded to his suggestion.

Michael began draining the chocolate from the tub. Hastily, he pushed back bowls, candles, and dishes, to make room for their shower.

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*veg* Why does this chapter make me so hungry??? ;-))) The practical side of me... (r)Cynaera10:37:10 12/08/01 Sat

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