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Date Posted: Sunday, April 01, 11:45:25pm
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Nikita507
's message, "Priority Mail 411+" on Saturday, March 31, 07:17:48pm
Nikita was pleasantly tired as she had a thin towel wrapped around her naked body. She walked into the bedroom that was lit only by the half a dozen candles that were on a dresser and a small desk. There was also the wine that Michael had mentioned when he had left Nikita in the massage room to gather her composure a while ago. Nikita picked up the glass that was waiting for her and sipped it.
She had seen more candlelight and she wasn’t quite sure of the layout of this dwelling. It had gotten dark outside and Nikita had lost almost all concept of how much time that they had already spent here. She walked around the bed and followed that candlelight.
As she turned closer that was when Nikita recalled the large bathroom that had shared the space in the master bedroom with the massage room. The massage room that had two doors that Michael had used to keep her slightly off kilter to his plans.
Nikita pushed the door slightly open and saw Michael perched on the edge of the tub. He smiled as he pulled his hand out of the water. “Perfect timing.”
“Michael?” Nikita inquired and Michael smiled. “I thought that you would want to relax some more.”
“Again, not what I anticipated to be relaxing with,” Nikita commented as she looked at the tub that was fully of gentle small bubbles and a scent of sweet oranges filled the room.
“I like to surprise,” Michael winked as Nikita moved closer to him. She kissed his forehead and smirked back at him. “You know how I feel about surprises.”
“I thought we both were getting over that hatred of surprises,” Michael quipped as he rubbed her forearm and slide the wine glass from her hand. He reached over and placed it on the counter. Michael slowly stood up and took Nikita’s face in his hands. Although the room was dimly lit with only candlelight, Nikita could see how green his eyes were right now, clearly full of desire.
Michael waited for a moment as he leaned his head slowly forward. He wanted to see if he could force Nikita to initiate, but his need was growing. He soon pressed his lips against Nikita, seeking possession of her mouth. He deeply, thoroughly, explored her mouth with his tongue as he stood there with Nikita in only her towel.
Knowing that all the work that he had done to loosen her muscles had been slightly undone by the ravishing he had performed earlier, Michael slid his hands down to her neck and shoulders. He only lightly massaged before he moved his hands down her body to the towel that she had wrapped around her body. “Kita…”
His hands finally moved to graze against Nikita’s breasts. He leaned forward and kissed Nikita’s collarbone as he cupped her breasts thru the towel. Michael felt Nikita’s hands pushing at his shirt and he lapped at her neck slowly. He moved Nikita towards the sink and then allowed his hands to drift down from her breasts.
Nikita knew that he was going to slip that towel away from her skin and she ached for her skin to be revealed. She felt him cupping her body in a possessive way that indicated that his desired had reached the point that she wanted.
Together with her.
The towel dropped to the floor and Michael pulled his head away from her skin. Then he moved back slightly, drinking in the body that he desired as it was lit by the candlelight. “My god, Kita… you are beautiful…”
Nikita couldn’t stop her body from blushing with the comment. It was still surreal to have Michael say those words to her. She knew that to him that she was beautiful and she felt beautiful with him.
Michael leaned forward and kissed the tip of Nikita’s nose as she was still reacting to his comment. He placed a hand at the small of Nikita’s back and turned her. “How about you clean off some?”
Nikita didn’t fight Michael’s suggestion, although she was hoping that this was going to be a lot more than their last intimate encounter in the bathroom where Michael had given her a release with just his hands. She needed all of him tonight.
Nikita settled into the tub as it was perfectly warm and inviting. She couldn’t believe that there was a small pillow there for her as she wondered if Michael had planned on her relaxing in the tub also. She didn’t mind the thought but she was slightly disappointed. She closed her eyes with a soft sigh.
That was when Nikita heard Michael’s clothes hit the floor. She opened her blue eyes as she looked up at Michael’s great body. His broad chest contrasted with the slimming of his torso as it narrowed to his hips and then the strength of his broad muscular legs. Of course she felt her mouth go dry as she looked at his erection, already showing that it was ready for her, so thick. Nikita licked her lips as she shifted in the tub, Michael’s eyes looking at hers as he heard her movement in the water. Michael winked and whispered “Move forward… we’re going to get clean together.”
Nikita didn’t need to be told twice what to do with Michael standing naked beside the tub. She moved forward, causing more ripples in the water. She felt Michael stepping in behind her, his legs then sliding over the top of hers. He took Nikita’s shoulders and leaned her back against his hot chest. Nikita smiled in content being in Michael’s arms.
Michael used scoopfuls of water in his hands; allow them to drop onto Nikita’s shoulders, leaving trails of water down her breasts. Nikita could feel his erection growing to its full strength against her blower back. To show Michael that she knew that he was starting to truly ache for her, Nikita leaned her lower back against him, causing Michael to groan softly beside her ear.
Nikita’s hands started to slide up and down Michael’s inner thighs, almost tickling him if he hadn’t felt the burning need to be against her skin. He used his fingers to now move to her breasts, his fingers gently squeezing her nipples with his thumbs rubbing in a circular fashion.
For a long time, they were pleased with those touches, just softly playing with one another. The need was growing between them, but slowly as their movements were slow and tender. Both of their breathing started to become a bit more shallow and raspy.
With Michael’s erection now fully hardened against Nikita.
Michael shifted slightly as he used one hand to play with one breast. He rolled the nipple between his fingers with a bit more pressure than before. Now his other hand started to stroll down Nikita’s body, down to her stomach. It dipped briefly into her navel but then continued on. His hands tangled into her sparse hairs that protected her entrance. Michael didn’t hesitate as his fingers slipped between the folders, cupping her mound. Without pause, Nikita’s hips jerked upward against his finger, making the water slightly splash over the edge of the tub. Michael pressed a kiss to Nikita’s ear as he rubbed her throbbing nub with the pad of his finger, knowing that it was still hard for him from earlier. “Slow, Kita… slowly…”
Nikita was getting close to that edge that Michael had taken her over earlier. To have the power to bring Nikita to a full climax was one that Michael enjoyed, but he was careful right now. He listened to Nikita’s panting breathing and then slowed down as her nails dug into his thighs. He almost stopped to bring Nikita down to then start moving his fingers up and down again. Nikita’s hips were rocking with each movement of his fingers. This time, he didn’t need to write her name with his fingers as he had done with his tongue.
But he would not allow her to crash over that edge. She sat there on the edge a lot and Michael pulled back over and over again. Finally Michael knew that if he continued, Nikita would peak and he pulled his hands away. He kissed her neck gently as he felt Nikita moan in protest. But soon she felt his lips were smiling with pleasure. Nikita realized that Michael had a plan here and that it would mean that in the end both of them would be happy. “Let’s get these bubbles rinsed off… we don’t need to be tasting like soap.”
Michael assisted in getting Nikita up to her feet, although her legs were still unsteady from what Michael had been doing with playing her body perfectly. He was moving to pull the plug when Nikita shook her head. She sunk to her knees and pulled the plug. She turned her head to look up at Michael with her vivid blue eyes. She leaned forward and took the head of Michael’s erection into her mouth. She slowly rolled her tongue around the hardness and then she pulled her head away.
It was so tempting to allow Nikita to continue to do that, but Michael found his hands touching her hair, pulling her up slightly and he was glad when Nikita did as he wanted her to do. Soon Nikita was facing him, smiling broadly at him. She tilted her head to allow Michael to kiss her deeply. They stood underneath the shower spray that was now coming down gently against them in a rain shower pattern as they were kissing each other, enjoying those moments of long kisses.
It was Nikita’s turn to move first now. Her hand moved to cup Michael’s long hardness, her fingers loosely holding to the side as her thumb gently rubbed over the top. Michael’s body jumped slightly as he cupped her breasts again, his hips thrusting towards her hand, indicating that Nikita should continue. Nikita was attempting to curl her hand around the width of his hardness when Michael turned her around and Nikita found herself facing the tiled wall of the shower. She braced her hands and groaned as she felt Michael behind her.
Michael slid a leg between Nikita’s long legs. He parted those legs and dipped his fingers into her folds, flicking lightly, teasing her. He stabbed those long fingers forward, easing into her opening, causing Nikita to buck backwards. Nikita snapped her head forward and turned so that her back was against the tiles. She lifted one leg to the top of the tub and stared at Michael. “I think teasing time is over.”
“Really?” Michael arched an eyebrow up although he was glad to hear what Nikita was saying.
“Get that condom on and make love to me, Michael,” Nikita directed and Michael grinned. He easily followed the directions as he paused to see that Nikita had dropped her hand to her hips, keeping herself on that edge as he took care of the business at hand. He didn’t take long at all and soon was pressing his covered erection to the opening that was ready for him.
Michael took his time sliding in and Nikita’s groans were half pleasure and half protest at the slow speed. Michael knew that this was crazy. He couldn’t withhold himself from this any longer.
Taking a firm grasp on Nikita’s hips, in one motion, Michael pushed his entire long length into her, touching his body to hers. He then pulled out and slid back in, plunging into Nikita with great force that caused Nikita to scream.
Michael dipped his head to kiss her chest, but his body was starting to speed up. He pulled his head up to kiss her lips, pushing Nikita harder against the tiles. He already felt Nikita’s one leg up around him and now he took her other leg up and used his own body to pin her against the wall while thrusting hardly into her. Nikita wrapped her legs around him and even tried to push up towards him, despite the strong whipping fashion his hips were applying to her body to keep her against that tiled wall.
“More…. Michael… more…” Nikita tilted her head back and groaned loudly. Michael wasn’t a man who needed to be told twice. His erection heard the call and started to plunge into Nikita at a quicker speed, knowing that he possessed her fully. Michael nipped at her neck now and he felt both of them reaching the point of no return.
Nikita felt safe in Michael’s arms against that wall, pleased beyond what she thought was possible. The shower was still dropping light water on them as they both panted to the release that almost threatened to bring both of them down hard with weakness.
Nikita’s legs spasmed roughly around Michael as she broke thru that edge of bliss just seconds before Michael. But when they both were done, left breathless, it was Michael who was still strong, keeping her impaled on his erection while he somehow turned off the water.
Nikita grunted with the feelings that she had as Michael walked with her to the bed, not caring about the water that they left behind. His hips were starting to thrust forward again, knowing that it was home within her. Nikita was against the bed and allow Michael to ravage her body.
He could do this to her forever and she would never complain.
The second time didn’t take long and as Michael finally rolled his body off of her body, he reached for a towel to dry their bodies. Michael leaned against her and smiled as they kissed.
No words were needed.
But more sex would be needed.
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