| Subject: Chapter 14: Playing Possum |
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Date Posted: 23:41:06 12/10/01 Mon
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Sanlin
's message, "Welcome everyone :-D and a repost of "It's Absurd"" on 18:05:34 12/01/01 Sat
Michael smiled ever so slightly, keeping his eyes closed and his body relaxed. He controlled his breathing, expertly mimicking sleep.
Nikitas warm, enveloping presence was pressed delightfully up against his body. He didnt want to move ever again, or do anything that would end this deliciously erotic moment of bliss.
Instinctively, he knew she was watching him. Her thoughts were warm and bright. They brushed against the edges of his consciousness like weightless, invisible fingertips. He felt the feather-light sensation of her eyes moving over his body, studying his naked form intently. She was memorizing every part of him. Without words or touch, he knew she shared his deep, passionate longing to join their bodies once more, in a lovers embrace. The heat of her increasing passion emanated from her body like an incandescent flame. From the low, passionate growls she couldnt quite contain, he could tell she was pleased, and becoming deeply aroused, by what she saw in his sleeping form.
He couldnt help smiling again. Hed spent hours the previous night watching her: drinking in her gentle countenance, feeling like a man in the desert, dying of thirst that had stumbled suddenly upon a blissful oasis.
Hed slept the few hours his body required and it had been a deep, restful sleep. Nightmares and Nikita never shared the same bed with him.
The rest of the time hed spent with his body pressed protectively and possessively against her warm, yielding flesh. Then, as now, he breathed in the sweet, honeyed fragrance of her hair and the spiced-peach scent of her angelic femininity.
He stifled a growl, his breath catching in the back of his throat, and barely suppressed an urgent moan of desire.
Rapidly, he stilled his thoughts. He wasnt ready to announce his intentions, or his awareness, by becoming aroused prematurely.
The sunlight crept up the silk sheets. It slipped past Michaels smooth, inviting thighs; brushed like fingertips against his gently rising and falling chest; and then slid along the full, sweet, tantalizing length of his seductive throat. Nikita stroked Michaels chin delicately with her fingers, mere heartbeats before the sleep-thief dawn did likewise. She kissed his soft, sensual lips.
Michaels eyelids fluttered open. He regarded Nikita with an intensely alert, and arrestingly passionate, gaze.
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