HAPPILY EVER AFTER …FINALLY
PART 2

Michael slowly rose from the chair with an uncharacteristic feeling of insecurity. Ten years was a long time. Had Nikita forgotten him? Had she gone on with her life and would not welcome his return?

The look of utter joy on her face quickly disabused him of that idea. Nikita’s eyes lit up as she just stared at him.

He was still just as handsome, oh maybe a little gray in his hair but it only made him more attractive. His lean yet muscular body was encased in snug fitting blue jeans and a blue cotton sweater that enhanced his ‘beauty’.

Nikita suddenly realized that she had been staring and that he was returning the stare. Blushing, she looked away, suddenly feeling insecure as well. Did he still find her attractive? Ten years was long time and it had taken it’s toll with a few more lines on her face. Her body was still in good shape as she continued to work out and practice martial arts.

Daring to glance up again, she met his eyes and saw that he was not disappointed in her either.

Michael held out his arms. Nikita gasped and ran into them. Closing his arms around her, he once again smelled that unique smell that was Nikita. He buried his face into her hair and sighed at the feeling of happiness he felt.

Nikita had thrown her arms around him and buried her face into his neck. She couldn’t resist tasting his skin and timidly stuck her tongue out to lick the area uncovered by the neck of his sweater.

Michael’s body instantly hardened and he groaned her name, “N-I-K-I-T-A!”

Pulling her face from his neck, she met his eyes again and then let her gaze fall to his lips. He leaned forward kissing her with the teasing kisses they always shared before deepening the kiss.

Eventually they had to pull their lips away to breathe but both hated the separation.

Michael finally calmed his breathing and reached up to caress her eyebrow. Nikita almost purred. To be in his arms again after so long was a joy she didn’t think she could ever express. His smell always excited her terribly and this time was no exception. She knew that were many things that needed to be discussed but her body cried out for his and she could not stop herself from taking his hand and leading him to her bed.

Nikita stopped beside the bed and turned to kiss him again. This time the kiss was short but powerful. When she moved away from his lips this time, she had pulled his sweater out of his jeans and her hands were roaming over his warm, muscled chest. Finding his male nipples, she tweaked them both causing them both to moan. Wanting to see more of his body, she grabbed the bottom of his sweater and pulled it up and over his head. Pausing, she leaned forward and again tasted him. Michael trembled.

Nikita looked up to meet his eyes again and said, “I’ve missed you; your taste, your smell, I want to drown myself in you.”

Michael’s eyes seem to catch fire at her words. He decided he had been passive too long. Pulling her as close as possible, he said, “I’ve missed you too. I want you now!”

His words caused a pool of heat to form in her stomach. “Yes,” she said.

Grabbing her blouse, Michael pulled it up and over her head, frowning at the bra she wore. Meeting her eyes in question, Nikita laughed. “I know but it’s easy to remove,” She unhooked the bra front with one hand and Michael smiled. He pulled the straps off her arms, letting the bra fall on the floor and cupped her breasts. Nikita moaned in passion. Her breasts were a little larger than before, a fact Michael truly planned to enjoy. Bending down, he lavished each one with kisses and nibbles until Nikita could hardly stand.

She reached for his belt buckle, unhooking it and pulling it out of the belt rings. Tossing it behind her, it landed on the other side of the bed. Kneeling down, she framed her hands around his arousal. Michael could only pant at the feeling. Through his jeans, Nikita caressed his manhood then unsnapped his jeans. his arousal flowing out. He was not wearing any underwear. This aroused Nikita even more. She leaned forward and licked the tip of his penis, causing Michael to groan and feel weak in the knees. Nikita pushed him down on the bed and knelt to remove his tennis shoes.

Knowing he would explode if she touched him again, he reached down to pull her up between his legs. Nikita gave an unhappy frown at being prevented from doing what she wished but she immediately forgot it when he unzipped her skirt and removed it, leaving her in her garter and hose and a thong. Michael paused to admire her long beautiful legs encase in the silk stockings and could feel himself getting even harder.

Expertly, he unhooked her stockings and rolled them down her legs. Next came the garter and all that was left was the thong. Michael cupped her core in his hand causing Nikita to gasp and shudder. She was so ready for him. He rubbed her core through the thin piece of silk then pulling it aside, he dipped his finger in her center causing her to gasp out his name. Slowly he brought his finger up to his mouth to taste her. Nikita almost came at his actions. She was panting now and knew she could not take the teasing any longer.

Pushing him back on the bed, she jerked off the thong and straddled him. “I can’t wait!” she panted. Michael nodded and helped guide her onto his arousal. They both groaned with the tip of his penis touched her core. Slowly she lowered herself onto him, pausing while her body adjusted to his size. Only after he was deep inside of her did she lean over to kiss him and start to move.

Michael not forgotten the feel of being inside her body and it was as wonderful as ever. They did not just have sex when they made love. It was like a joining of their bodies and their souls. Nikita blinked back tears at the rightness of the feeling. She had missed him so much!

Knowing he was not going to last long this time, he pulled Nikita to him and flipped them over so that he was now on top. Leaning down he worshipped her breasts causing Nikita to speed up their thrusts.

Suddenly Nikita cried out his name as she came. Feeling the contractions of her completion, Michael soon joined her.

Finally able to breathe normally again, Michael lay with his head on her chest and his elbows supporting his weight, still joined with his love. We he started to move away, Nikita stopped him, “No, it’s been so long. Please stay. “You are where you belong,” she said causing his penis to jump inside her. They both groaned at the feeling.

Nikita looked down to meet his eyes. “Are you back?” she asked.

Michael said calmly, “I would say that depends on you.”

“Oh my love! You are back! And I’ll never let you go again!” she declared as she hugged him tightly then kissed him.

After a few moments of teasing kisses, Nikita pulled back and said, “Not changing the subject, but I’m starving!”

Michael laughed and hugged her. “Some things never change!” he said as he tickled her under her ribs.

Nikita laughed and tried to move away from his tickling fingers. “Hey no fair! Just because you know where I’m ticklish doesn’t mean you can take advantage of it! Besides, I’ve only had tea and a bagel all day!” To demonstrate her words, her stomach made a loud gurgling noise.

Moving away from her, he got up off the bed and reached for his jeans. “Let’s get you something to eat before you starve to death. You certainly don’t need to lose any weight,” he said admiring her trim figure.

Walking over to the closet door, he opened it and took her robe he down from the hook. He moved back over to the bed and reached out his hand to help her up. Once she was on her feet, he helped her into the robe and hugged her.

Hand in hand, they left her bedroom headed for the kitchen to find some food.

“You sit,” he encouraged as he pulled out the barstool, “I’ll fix us something. How about an omelet?”

Nikita nodded, “There should be all the ingredients you need in the refrigerator.”

Opening the refrigerator, Michael was surprised to see it stocked with healthy food and juices. Ten years ago, it was beer and takeout boxes from local restaurants. He glanced up at her and smiled, “Guess some things have changed,” he said then snooping in the freezer, he saw the multitude of ice cream, looked at her and said, “But some have stayed the same.”

Nikita looked away from him. “Oh quite a bit has changed.” She told him. Seeing him and being with him had made her forget for a little while her deception.

Nikita’s expression clouded over and Michael asked, “Nikita, what is it?”

“We have to talk,” she said bluntly.

Michael smiled. “Yes we do. But I want to feed you first.”

Nikita nodded and continued to look pensive while Michael made their omelet.

He kept glancing at her, seeing she was deep in thought and the thoughts were not happy ones. ‘What could be wrong?’ he thought to himself, ‘She still loves me and wants me, that is all that matters now. Any problems we come to we will work out together,’ he concluded to himself.

Finishing the omelet, he opened the refrigerator to grab the orange juice. Seeing the carton of apple juice surprised him. Nikita hated apple juice while it was his favorite. Strange that she would have it in her refrigerator. He decided to ask her later. Right now he needed to feed her noisy stomach!

Later, after their meal was finished and they washed up the dishes together, the decided to settle in the living room to talk.

They had just sat down when they were interrupted by the front door opening and a tiny duplicate of Nikita racing into the room, “Mommy, Mommy! Grandpa Walter took me to the movies and then to McDonald’s. We found Uncle Helmut coming to see you and brought him too!” she called out as she ran to hug Nikita. She stopped suddenly when she saw the stranger sitting on the couch beside her mother. She looked at him carefully then her green eyes lit up and she said, “Daddy?”

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