| Entwined Lovers |
| Michael escorted Nikita out of the apartment and into a fancy limo to take them to their destination. Nikita smiled making Michael’s heart overflow with love for her…she was so beautiful, this angel of his and he would never stop thanking the powers above for giving her to him. Michael raised his hand and gently caressed her cheek as she naturally leaned into his palm as if it were a 2nd nature to her…and it was. Any touch of michael’s seemed like she was home for he was her life. “I am so sorry for today cherie” he began Nikita put her fingers to his mouth and shook her head. “No, my love not now. Only pleasure and love right now” she said. “No pain and regret” and she leaned in to capture his lips. They felt like soft velvet against her silky painted ones but definitley a pleasure to taste. Suddenly the small playful nips at the lips were no longer enough and Michael pulled Nikita onto his lap ravishing her mouth with hard passionate kisses. She returning his kiss with just as much, if not more, passion and love matching his desires to her own. Neither could get enough of the other. Tounges swirling and touching lovingly to show the other just how much they needed the other half of their soul. Both were getting unspeakedly aroused when the limo pulled into the parking lot of the resturant. Michael’s eyes were a vivid green against Nikita’s vividly aroused blue ones. Michael took her arm and escorted her into a very fine and expensive resturant where they were seated immediatley. “It’s beautiful here Michael” she said as they sat down next to each other. “Allow me to order for us?” Michael asked in a heated whisper. She smiled and nodded, “Alright” She just sat and listened as he ordered their food from the waitress in vivid french loving the sensations that just hearing him speak could do to her. As the waitress left Nikita leant over and whispered…”I want french lessons…just so I can hear you speak it” and giggled. Michael smiled, “You don’t need lessons for that…just ask and you shall receive Kita” he taunted. He leaned in and put his arms around her waist as he kissed her in a deep open mouthed kiss. “Dance with me?” he asked in his sexy french accented voice. Nikita smiled, “How could I resist?” she asked teasingly. Michael growled, “You are punishing me huh?” he asked. She laughed throatily, “mmm…maybe” she said as she nipped at his lips. “I love you Michael” she said as they danced. Michael pulled her even closer to him as she laid her head on his shoulder over his heart listening to its strong and steady beat. Her hands moved over his chest quickly finding his nipple through the thiness of his shirt. She caressed it through the silk pulling it into arousal. “Kita…” he warned. “hmmm…what?” she asked with a yawn innocently. Michael gave her the look that said ‘you know what I mean so don’t you dare try to tell me otherwise’ as he led her back to their table where their food and wine was waiting for them. “Only one plate Michael?” she asked as he seated her first. “Oui” he replied. “I get to feed you” he said softly in a seductive tone as he held the fork up to her mouth and she took it gently slowly savouring the delicious food closing her eyes. Some juice trickled down her chin but before it could do any damage Michael had leaned over and licked it away. ‘I could get used to this’ Nikita thought to herself as she began to feed Michael as well. By the time they were finished both were aroused unspeakedly and knew they had to be alone soon or they were going to explode. Michael got the waitress’ attention and requested the bill as they readied to leave helping Nikita put her jacket on and leading her out of the resturant and into the limo. ‘The pleasure time had past for awhile now it was time for the pain’ Nikita thought. She was not looking forward to it. |
| Part 3 |