AND SO LIFE BEGINS AGAIN - PART 2

PART 2

Tiredly, Nikita let out a small laugh, her memory obviously being affected by the meds because after spending so much time guarding him, she should have known where she was.

Michael looked down at her as they stepped into the elevator that would take them to his loft with questioning eyes.

Seeing his expression, she held her hand up and leaned against the wall for support, her head feeling woozy as if she were drunk. She made a mental note to thank him for taking her keys as she surely would have killed herself if she had driven.

I was just laughing at myself,,, forget it…God,,, I feel so warm… She frowned tugging at the button of her jacket exposing her throat and fanning herself with her other hand. She giggled for no apparent reason and launched herself into his arms catching him off balance sending them both into the wall behind him.

Michael caught her by the waist, holding her weight up easily once he regained his footing and tried to ignore the fact he could feel her soft curves even through her heavy leather jacket.

Oops,,,, I just couldn’t resist…. Sorry. She grinned up at him with heavy lids, her pupils were large and glassy tipping Michael off to the fact the drugs were hitting her hard. He found he wasn’t sure if he was disappointed or not by that fact. Nikita leaned up and kissed his jaw line and then laid her head on his chest, listening to the beating of his heart.

I was so very worried about you for so long Michael... She sighed letting her heavy eyes shut again content when she felt his arm hold her securely.

Michael breathed deeply, happy to hear of her feelings for him despite how he had been over the past few weeks.

Just then, the door slid open to reveal his loft door. Carefully, as to not let her fall, he reached down, lifting the steel door and rolling it up so he could walk them both in. Hitting the light switch, he punched in his security code unable to hold her as she pulled out of his arms to wander into the semi darkness. Shutting the door once again, he turned in time to see her let her jacket fall to the floor and make her way to the kitchen. Her hips swayed seductively as she meandered over to open the fridge door. The light lit her profile up for him and he stood transfixed at the beauty of her. It was like looking at an angel in his mind, just like when he watched her arrive from her date with Chandler all those years ago. She had flirted with him then even, playing on his jealousy, using her altered state to entice him shamelessly then. He wondered if she was doing it again. Either way, he didn’t care,, he loved her regardless and always would. Once he had re-engaged the security, he followed after her, picking her jacket up, resting it on the back of the leather couch facing the flat screen up against one of the many support beams.

Nikita had retrieved a carton of milk and had begun to drink from it just as she had back then making his insides clench as he watched her. Small rivulets of milk dripped down her chin and onto the swell of her breasts, disappearing into the dark material of her sweater.

Gasping for air, Nikita wiped her mouth slowly, her gaze fixed on him as he watched her. Setting the carton down, she turned to face him, letting the door swing shut sending them both back into the semi darkness.

I watched over you, did you know that? She whispered feeling reckless with the help of the drugs now flowing fully in her system. A small voice warned her she was playing with fire but she chose to ignore it.

Michael set the keys down on the counter that separated them and nodded slightly.

You shouldn’t have. His voice sounded odd and he knew he was allowing her to get the best of him.

You shouldn’t have done a lot of things you did for me either… why do we always cover each other Michael? Have you ever asked yourself in the darkness of night when you’re all alone?

She kicked off her shoes as she spoke and then slowly made her way around the counter. Michael stood stock-still, unable to tear his attention from her as she taunted him. Nikita smoothed her hands down over her hips, vaguely aware of the pain it created on her bound wrists.

Tell me Michael, have you ever just looked at me during a briefing and wanted to make love to me right then and there, with everyone watching and find yourself just not caring if they did or not?

She paused watching his breathing change dramatically as she came nearer to him, and then reach out to tuck her fingers just in the top of his tight pants, pulling him to her. Michael, as if hypnotized by her, allowed her to pull him until they were mere inches from the other. Nikita leaned up and kissed his chin, her blue eyes looking up at his green.

I have. She whispered when he didn’t answer right away.

I did almost from the beginning. You were this strange unobtainable entity, my mentor, my trainer. She whispered, her eyes going back and forth from the hand she had tucked in the top of his pants and then back to his face.

You were also my tormentor and I hated you for it. Even to this day you make me want to scream from pleasure and frustration. Half the time I can’t figure out which is which, but right now, I just don’t care.

She kissed his mouth, noticing him tense up under her seduction. Pulling her head back, she stepped around him, her hand twisted around so her palm was flat on the warm skin of his taut belly. Resting her chin on his shoulder, she brushed his hair from his neck, her breath hot.

Michael closed his eyes, letting her have her say for the time being, finding he was fast becoming lost to her seduction.

You appear to be this strong emotionless man with me so often; it’s sometimes hard to believe that there have been times when you let me see the other half of you. Tell me; do you hide him for that long because you choose to? Or is it because you forget how to find him? Nikita laughed a deep throaty laugh, nipping the tender skin at the base of his neck as she pulled away from him.

Michael turned to look at her as she walked unsteadily towards the partition where his bed was. She pulled her sweater up over her head and tossed it at him, biting her bottom lip as she laughed. Michael caught it in his chest, one hand going to it before it fell to the floor at his feet, wondering why she was doing this.

A ray of light from outside hit her from the side and it was then he caught her full naked beauty staring at him and she made no pretence of hiding what she wanted. Licking her lips, she beckoned him with her finger while her other hand fumbled with the ties of her tight leather pants. Only when the backs of her legs hit the bed edge and she fell back in a giggling heap did he finally make himself move towards her.

Leaning down, he touched the small lamp on the bedside and looked down at her sprawled across his bed. Her taut pebbled nipples rose up inviting him as did her glazed eyes and moist lips. The tops of her pants were half undone revealing more of her flat smooth creamy white stomach, a trace of blonde hair peeked out at the juncture of her pants making him grow hard.

Nikita, the drugs…

The drugs are nothing Michael….. She interrupted him; her legs caught him around his knees and pulled him up against the beds edge.

Its you, its me,, its what I want. It’s what we wanted all along. She said pushing the hair back from her eyes as she sat up, hands going to his belt buckle.

Michael stilled her hands making her look up at him.

No, Michael. I nearly lost you. She said firmly, pushing his hands away and deftly undoing the buckle.

Michael knew she needed him as much as he needed her. The only difference was, she was woman enough to admit it.

Nikita pulled the belt from his waist, letting it drop to the floor with a loud clank and pulled him down to her, their mouths meeting in a deep kiss. It was then, Michael decided to let himself fall under her spell and together, they fell back onto the bed in a tangle of writhing arms and legs.

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