Archive: tayryn’s tower
Summary: Nathan’s hurt. Kristin helps.
Disclaimer: Amblin owns them.
“I guess you would do anything to get out of taking me to dinner, hmm?” Nathan heard the husky voice in his dream and struggled to answer back.
“I’ll be there, Kristin. I swear.”
Nathan tried to push his body off of his bunk and immediately groaned in pain as he fell back to the mattress. “Shit!” He swore loudly as the enflamed muscles in his back radiated pain through his body.
“That was stupid! Lay still.”
Nathan turned his face from the pillow it was buried in and opened one eye. A pair of delicate feet encased in three inch black heels immediately filled his vision.
“Nice pumps, Levin.” He muttered and was rewarded with a peal of laughter.
“Nice try but you don’t get out of it that easily.” The sexy voice answered.
Nathan’s eyes traveled up over well-turned ankles and shapely tanned calves. He continued past smooth knees and even smoother thighs until midway up when a black hem obstructed his view.
“This is a dream. I am so devastated about missing dinner with you that I’m dreaming.”
“Hardly. I’m really here…flesh and blood. Where do you get off bullying my staff?”
“That lunatic Levin tried to give me a shot. I don’t need a damned shot. I just need to lie flat on my stomach for a while and the muscle will relax. It’s happened before.”
“When?” The black hem moved closer.
“About ten years ago.” Nathan grumbled.
“So you are so sure that what worked ten years ago will work now that you decided to forgo medical treatment? And verbally abuse my staff in the process? All to get out of dinner with me?”
didn’t intend to get out of dinner with you.
I was looking forward to my dinner with you. A few more hours and I would have been on
that launch in plenty of time to join you in
“I’d just finished my presentation when I received a message from seaQuest that you had been injured and were refusing medical treatment. Commander Ford kindly sent a launch so that I could return immediately. Now where are you hurt?”
Nathan swore softly as strong feminine fingers probed the muscles of his lower back. It took Kristin about two seconds to locate the offending tissue.
“That is quite a knot there, isn’t it?”
“Okay! Now that you know would you please quit beating it?”
The black fabric in Nathan’s vision began to shift and buttons came into view, then a lapel with white trim before the low neckline gave way to the gentle swell of a feminine chest then a neck…and finally Kristin’s face came into view as she knelt on the floor by his bunk. Her warm palm cupped his visible cheek.
“You laying here suffering is completely ridiculous. I can give you something to help.”
Nathan shifted a little more so that both eyes could stare at the beautiful lady in front of him. “No needles. I don’t like needles!”
“One would hardly guess that you’re a mature man over fifty. You sound like a little boy. I’d be gentle…I promise.” Kristin’s eyes held a hint of pleading as well as a hint of laughter.
“That’s what all doctors say.” Nathan sighed. “How long would it take to work? I’ve got a dinner date tonight.”
He was rewarded with a brilliant smile. “I’m afraid that you are going to be stiff for a day or so but you will feel much better after the shot and some sleep. If you’ll take the shot I promise to have dinner with you here when you wake up. I’ll even throw in a free back massage. I’ve been told these hands are pretty good.”
Nathan had to smile at her wheedling tone. “Are you going to stick it in my back?”
“Actually, I’m going to stick it in your gorgeous backside. I’ve got everything ready…just in case you changed your mind.”
Nathan chuckled then moaned as the vibrations set his back off again. “I never stood a chance did I?”
“Of course not, Captain. You didn’t think I was going to give up two days leave to come back here and fail did you?” Kristin’s voice drifted back to Nathan from somewhere his desk, her back the only part of her that he could see.
“So…you think I’ve got a gorgeous ass…” His eyes dropped back to the floor as the black pumps tapped across the floor toward him.
“Absolutely captain. All of this is simply an excuse for me to see it bared, of course! Try to relax…”
Warm fingers brushed across his skin as the blanket covering his hips slid down. Nathan tried not to tense at the feel of the waist of his boxers being lowered but he couldn’t help it.
“How many times has your back acted up like this?”
“Oh…four or five times…The first time was about twenty-five years ago.”
“Old football injury?”
“Yeah…star quarterback being sacked too many times…that’s it. Truth be told, I went out drinking with my shipmates one night and on the way to the bedroom I tripped over one of Robert’s toys…I wish you’d stop laughing at me.”
“I’m sorry, Captain. Most men wouldn’t have the courage to admit that. The star quarterback route sounds much more glamorous. Now that didn’t hurt too badly did it?”
Nathan’s eyebrows raised in shock. “You’re done? But I didn’t feel anything!”
Kristin’s face came into view again as she bent over. “I told you I have good hands. I’ll see you in a few hours.”
Nathan was intrigued by the hint of laughter running through Kristin’s voice and tried to tell her so but his mouth didn’t seem to work…and his eyelids were so heavy. Within moments he was asleep.
This time the sound of soft music woke Nathan, filtering into his ears subtly until his eyes flickered open with a smile on his face. His vision was filled with the view of Kristin sitting at his desk; her reading glasses perched on the edge of her nose. Paperwork littered the surface of the furniture. Nathan took a moment to savor his view of her. Her auburn hair was still wrapped in a tight French roll but a few loose tendrils framed her face. Her bare arms told him that she’d removed the jacket to her suit. She leaned forward to grab a document on the far corner of the desk, giving Nathan a spectacular view of a good portion of her generous cleavage over the low neckline.
Brown eyes suddenly connected with blue and a smile curled across Kristin’s lips.
“Sleeping Beauty awakens…how does your back feel?” She dropped her glasses to the desk as she stood and moved toward the bunk.
Nathan carefully flexed his torso and was relieved to find that a slight ache was all that remained of his previous pain. He started to push up on his hands but Kristin’s hands at his back stopped him.
“It feels normal, just a very small ache. Whatever you gave me was fantastic! Don’t you believe me?” He asked as Kristin continued to poke and prod at his waist.
“Of course…I’m just checking. Everything appears normal.”
Kristin moved away from the bunk as Nathan sat up slowly. “Why don’t I go get some dinner for us while you have a nice hot shower? Then I’ll give you that back massage and by tomorrow morning you should be good as new.”
Nathan nodded and stood; quickly reaching to grab the wall as his head began to swim. Kristin quickly moved to his side and wrapped her arms around him to support him.
“You haven’t gotten the medicine completely out of your system yet. A shower should finish clearing your head. Let me help you.”
Nathan allowed Kristin to wrap an arm around his waist as they moved slowly toward the door to Nathan’s bathroom. “I’ll be out in about ten minutes.”
“I’ll go see if I can’t find some sandwiches or something.” Kristin smiled as he stepped through the door and slowly closed it.
The hot water pounding into his skin made Nathan feel like a new man and he stayed in the shower much longer than he had intended. When he finally tore himself away from the warmth of the water he realized that Kristin was probably back in the cabin. He quickly toweled himself off and grabbed for his robe, swearing loudly when he realized that it wasn’t hanging on the back of the door.
Nathan wrapped the towel around his waist and cracked the hatch. “Kristin?” He called. All he heard was silence.
~ Do I or don’t I? ~ Nathan thought hard for a moment then; his decision made, wrenched the door open and jumped into the cabin, making for his robe hanging in the closet. He was halfway there when the hatch swung open.
“You’re out. Wonderful!” A lovely smile crossed Kristin’s face as she closed the door firmly and spun the lock. She moved to the desk and sat down the tray in her hands and the small bag hanging over her arm.
Nathan continued to stand in the middle of the room, his hand tightly clasping the towel at his waist. “I was…a little longer than I expected to be.”
“Not a problem. I’m sure that the shower felt wonderful to your back muscles…all that lovely hot water caressing your body.”
Nathan’s breath caught at the mental image her comment caused.
“And you are ready for your massage. I stopped by my cabin and picked up a few things. Let me get a towel to protect the bunk.”
“I thought we were going to eat first.”
“We can if you’d like but your muscles are probably more relaxed from the hot water right now.”
Nathan cast a quick glance at his chest across the room…at the drawer containing his clean boxer shorts. He knew he’d never make it and he was right. Kristin appeared in seconds, a fluffy white towel in her hands. She pulled the top covers down to the end of the bunk and folded them neatly before covering the bottom sheet with the towel.
“Come on. Climb in.” Kristin patted the mattress. “You’ll enjoy it. I promise.”
With one last glance at the now unattainable drawer Nathan did as he was told, climbing carefully into the bunk, his hand still firmly holding his towel.
As he settled into the towel on his stomach, the lights in the cabin faded into near darkness. Nathan heard the flare of the match as it struck and turned to find Kristin lighting two candles she had placed on his desk. The subtle scent of jasmine quickly filled the room as the overhead light dimmed.
“It’s to help you relax.” Kristin explained as she moved back to the bunk. She was almost there before Nathan realized that she was moving quietly, the quick tapping of her shoes disappearing with her heels, as she stood barefoot beside him.
Nathan felt himself tense as he anticipated Kristin’s touch and was surprised when it didn’t come. He glanced up to see her pouring liquid from a small bowl into her hands. He sniffed…more jasmine.
“I’m gonna smell like a French whore’s boudoir.” He muttered, the slight hint of laughter in his voice betraying his amusement.
“And how many French whore’s boudoirs do you have intimate knowledge of, Captain Smartass?”
A cocky grin crossed Nathan’s face. “Wow, you think my ass is gorgeous and smart. I’m moving up in the polls.”
The grin change to an o shape as warm oil coated his shoulders and strong fingers caressed his back for a few moments. Kristin gently worked the oil into the muscles before increasing the strength in her movements. Nathan groaned as his flesh protested.
“Too hard?” Kristin asked, easing her touch just a bit.
“No…it’s okay.” Nathan stammered out but realized that her words were in fact true…he was too hard…almost painfully hard…his erection pressing insistently into the mattress beneath him. ~ God, woman! How can you not know what you do to me? ~
Kristin continued working the tight muscles; oblivious to the predicament Nathan had found himself in.
“You are supposed to be relaxing not getting more tense. Work with me here!” She pummeled his back even harder. Nathan concentrated on controlling his breathing while mentally reviewing the crew roster in his head…anything to pull his thoughts away from the woman touching him.
Gradually the tightness left Nathan’s body as his mental calisthenics took hold. By the time that Kristin reached the middle of his back he actually found himself growing sleepy again. He dozed lightly.
“Nathan?” Kristin murmured his name softly and received no response. She paused and stared at the bunk for a moment, her face deep in thought. She said his name again, a little louder this time, but silence was still the only reply.
Kristin nodded her head and lifted her left knee onto the bed so that she could reach Nathan’s opposite side better. The change in angle helped some but didn’t allow her the range a proper massage table would have.
“Nathan!” She felt him start as she spoke his name louder.
“Hmm?” He acknowledged his name, still more asleep than awake.
“I need to be behind you to get the right pattern so I’m going to climb on top of your legs, okay?” Kristin moved her other knee to the bunk and swung it over the backs of Nathan’s legs so that she straddled him.
Her new position didn’t allow her to see Nathan’s face; eyes wide awake, arms firmly clutching the pillow as he reacted to her nearness.
~ Damn it! Not now! I just got you to go away! ~
Nathan knew his mental battle was lost as the soft silk of Kristin’s short skirt brushed across the back of his knees, her calves lightly brushing his thighs. Her hands were firm against his lower torso as her fingers worked the last vestiges of tightness out of the muscles.
“You were right…your fingers are magic.” Nathan murmured softly. He felt Kristin’s fingers pause for just a moment before resuming their movements.
“Better than Houdini’s!”
“You’d have been the lovely assistant…your legs are better.”
“Oh…so you’ve noticed my legs?”
“You noticed my ass!”
Nathan had to smile at the melodic sound of Kristin’s laughter as her fingers slid beneath the towel, working the muscles of the top curve of his buttocks.
“But Captain, your ass is truly a work of art. And I consider myself something of a connoisseur in that area.”
“I’ll remember that. What other areas do you take particular notice of?”
“Hmm…eyes…I always notice the eyes…and noses.”
“Oh Lord. I can’t imagine what you must think of this schnozz of mine.”
“You have a very nice nose, Nathan…not perfect by any means but full of character. It suits you to a tee. Turn over and I’ll get your shoulders.”
Nathan shifted without thinking, rolling without a thought to his towel until he felt it pull and break apart just as he settled down on his back. He cringed as he felt his rock hard erection spring free, popping up to brush the silky front of Kristin’s skirt. A quick glance told him that he was still covered by that same skirt.
“What’s wrong? Did you hurt your back?” Kristin asked, interrupting his hurried mental calculations of the distance between them. If Kristin sat back…
Nathan fought back the surge of lust that coursed through him at that thought. “My back feels two hundred percent better…” He was about to suggest that they end the massage when Kristin leaned forward to place her hands on his shoulders and he found himself staring straight down her cleavage.
Nathan’s glanced up and caught the hint of a smile in Kristin’s eyes before she quickly extinguished it and averted her gaze, attacking his shoulder muscles with gusto.
~ So that’s the way she wants to play it! ~ Nathan’s hands drifted casually toward his body until they were resting lightly on Kristin’s knees.
He caught the hint of another smile as she moved to the other shoulder, her hips slipping lower. The drop was small, but enough to bring his raging erection into brushing contact with Kristin’s lower body. Kristin froze as their eyes locked.
They were each stunned by the desire they saw in the other’s eyes. Suddenly their little flirtation had taken on new meaning. Silence stretched between them until finally Kristin spoke.
“I think that’s enough.” But her voice lacked conviction.
“Oh no, honey…we haven’t even started yet.” Nathan’s voice was low but firm as his hands slid sensually up Kristin’s thighs to curve around her rounded bottom. His grip tightened as he pulled her hips forward until she was resting securely against his stomach, his aching flesh trapped tightly between them.
The dampness of the thin layer of material separating them caught Nathan by surprise and increased his longing. He released her hips and brought his hands out from beneath the skirt, their eyes never breaking contact. Nathan trailed his fingers lightly up her bare arms and along her neck until he reached the nape of her neck. He probed into her elegant hairstyle and began pulling pins out and tossing them to the floor. Soon her hair hung loose, framing her face in a riotous mass of auburn curls.
Kristin’s fingers clenched his shoulders as she struggled to control her breathing. She sucked her lower lips into her mouth and bit down to suppress a moan as Nathan pushed against her. He paused, unsure whether or not Kristin wanted him to continue, and waited for a sign.
The sign came, but not with spoken words as Nathan had expected. Kristin gasped with pleasure as a surge of moisture from her core washed out to soak her panties and Nathan’s erection. Nathan couldn’t wait any longer.
His hands fell from her neck to her waist then lower, seeking the bottom button of her dress and slipping it free from the hole. When no protest was voiced he moved up to the next one and did the same. One by one the buttons parted as Nathan’s fingers moved deliberately up the row, his eyes following the path of his hands.
Only two buttons were left when Nathan turned his gaze back to her face and quickly found him self mesmerized by her dark sable eyes swirling with passion. He popped the lower one and slid his fingers beneath the parting material to caress the lower swell of her breasts. Shock briefly crossed his face when he realized that her bra was built into the dress and she was naked to his touch. He probed further, sliding his fingers around to cup the soft mounds, marveling at the way they seemed to fit his hands perfectly.
“Kris…let me see you.” Nathan murmured.
Kristin slid her hands along Nathan’s arms as she slowly straightened and pushed her chest more fully into his touch. “Please…” she whispered.
Nathan’s palms brushed lightly across her stiff nipples as his fingers slid around the outer curve of her breast and over the top before meeting at the final barrier. He carefully removed the button from its clasp and pushed the material apart. A short cry escaped from the back of Kristin’s throat as the silky material slid across and off of her heated breasts.
Nathan levered his upper body from the bed, stripping Kristin’s dress down her arms and from her body as he did so. His mouth slammed into hers, lips capturing lips in a ravenous joining as he wrapped his arms around her body and twisted, pressing her back down into the mattress.
Kristin’s arms surrounded him, her hands pressing frantically up and down his back as she strove to pull him even closer. Nathan’s knee pushed between her legs and she gladly parted them further, lifting her knees to allow him a deeper seat against her.
Nathan’s fingers tangled in her hair as his tongue traced the outline of her lips before pushing against them. Kristin gladly granted him access, opening her mouth and pulling his tongue in to mate wildly with hers. Her taste drove Nathan even wilder with desire and he began to thrust his hips wildly against her cleft and the thin cloth barrier separating them. Kristin met him thrust for thrust.
A thin string of elastic ran across the sides of Kristin’s hips to connect the front and back of her panties. Nathan worked his fingers beneath that elastic on both sides and twisted, the strength of his desire snapping the bands easily. He pulled at the fabric and it slid slowly from beneath Kristin’s bottom, rubbing sensually over both of their most intimate parts until at last the barrier was removed and bare flesh met bare flesh.
Nathan pulled his mouth from Kristin’s to stare into her face as they touched fully, his painfully hard erection cradled firmly within her saturated cleft. The raw desire in her eyes left him breathless and he plunged into her, his engorged tip pushing hard against the center of her sex.
A cry escaped Kristin’s lips as one hand flew over her head to grip the wall at the head of Nathan’s bunk. Her back arched involuntarily, silently begging for more.
Nathan released his hold on one well-shaped breast as he levered his hips up. He slid the hand between them and grabbed his erection, pushing it down until the tip rode down into Kristin’s wetness. He felt the walls of her cleft contract, gripping him and urging him down even as her hips thrust upward. The purple head of his shaft slipped easily into her.
Nathan groaned as he surged forward, his need to be held completely within her outweighing his desire to go slowly.
Kristin’s need was so evident that Nathan couldn’t believe it when he felt her tense beneath him, her body trying to eject him.
“Kris…” He gasped as he fought to break the thrusting action of his hips.
“We can’t! Oh God! I want…I can’t…” Kristin’s voice broke as her body won its battle over her mind, her muscles clenching desperately around his withdrawing member, pulling him back inside her.
“Kristin…if you don’t want me…” Nathan bit out between clenched teeth as he tried to maintain control.
“I want…God, I want you! But…timing…it isn’t…” Her words were lost as a small climax washed through her body. Her hand lowered to grip Nathan’s head as her lips sought his.
“Honey…I’m not a saint…I can’t turn it on and off at will!” Nathan was losing his struggle to control himself as Kristin began to undulate against him. He tried to pull out but she wrapped her legs over his calves.
“Don’t…love me, Nathan! Please love me!”
“I do, honey, I swear!” Beads of sweat popped out on Nathan’s forehead as he pistoned in and out of Kristin’s tight sheath, her hips matching his every thrust. He tried to hold back, prolong the experience, but Kristin’s massage had already aroused him almost to his breaking point before they’d ever begun to touch each other intimately.
Nathan cried out as he felt the first small spurt of fluid leave his body. Kristin strained against him, her arched back pushing her breasts fully into his chest as she hovered on the brink. Her nails dug into the firm muscles of his butt cheeks as she held on to him, a low keen emerging from the back of her throat.
Nathan captured her mouth again to pour his screams into her open lips as heavy ropes of semen poured out of his body to wash Kristin’s womb. Her screams mingled with his as the force of his release brought her to climax as well.
Nathan’s chest was heaving as he clung to Kristin like a drowning man as the ripples of their orgasms washed over both of them. “God…Kris…” He murmured into her neck as his lips brushed across her damp flesh.
Kristin turned her face into his and began to work her lips over his glistening forehead, her hands still firmly clenching his bottom. Nathan was amazed to feel his semi-erect member begin to stiffen within her.
“Again?” He whispered against her skin as she ground her hips against his.
“Still…please…oh…Nathan!” Kristin shrieked as Nathan’s tongue snaked across the tip of her very distended nipple. She pushed upward, trying to push her body more fully into Nathan’s, gripping him tightly when she felt him shift away from her.
“Sh-h-h…I’m not going anywhere.” He settled his torso back into her, the slight shift he’d made allowing his body to press more fully within her. His mouth returned to her bountiful breasts, lips and tongue working slowly from the very edge over the full swell to caress the tip before sliding back down the other side.
Kristin’s head fell back into the pillow, eyes closed, lips parted to emit heavy breaths as Nathan continued to work first one breast then the other, leaving not a millimeter of silky flesh untouched. Kristin fell again, gently this time, the pleasure Nathan was eliciting in her body building slowly until she peaked without warning. Not a sound escaped her lips but Nathan knew by the way she tensed, her breath locked in her chest, that she was there and he pulled back to watch her face as her juices washed around his thick erection.
The look of ecstasy that crossed Kristin’s features brought a gasp to Nathan’s lips. His arousal grew within her body, demanding its share of pleasure. Nathan rocked experimentally against her and was rewarded with an answering thrust from her hips.
Sable eyes opened and locked with cobalt blue. A small smile crossed her Kristin’s lips as her fingers splayed across Nathan’s firm ass. They moved together experimentally, both amazed at the strength of feeling flowing between them. The rhythm continued, hips moving slowly in counterpoint until they were both breathing heavily.
One of Kristin’s hands slid sensuously up Nathan’s side and over his shoulder to caress his face. She nodded at him.
“Now!” She whispered.
Nathan pushed up onto his hands and began to thrust with barely controlled power, giving rein to the passion that he’d been holding in. Kristin’s legs came up to wrap loosely around his hips, locking his body into hers, their eyes continuing to hold each others gaze.
“Yes…oh god…there…oh yes!” Nathan barely heard the words Kristin began to murmur instead sensing by the tone of her sultry voice that she was once again close. “That feels so…oh Nathan…you’re so…”
Her words pushed him over the edge and he slammed into her warmth once…twice…three times and screamed her name as his essence shot from his body. The warm wash across her womb caused Kristin’s body to convulse wildly beneath him as her own climax overtook her.
Nathan fell with a groan, her damp body absorbing the impact.
“I’m sorry…” he whispered as he tried to push his weight off of her but Kristin wrapped her arms and legs around him holding him close.
Nathan nodded and drew his arms to her sides, rolling so that he lay on his back with Kristin on top of him, their bodies still intimately joined. His hands caressed slowly up and down her back as he enjoyed the feel of her weight on him.
“They were wrong.” He whispered, his lips brushing through her hair.
“Who?” Kristin nuzzled his neck as she responded.
“All those people who said you had you had good hands. They were wrong. You have fantastic hands.”
Nathan felt her smile against his skin. “Your hands aren’t so bad either.”
“Then why…Kris…you wanted me to stop, didn’t you? I tried…I really did but then you seemed to change your mind. I would have stopped…but you asked me to love you. You did…you do want me…don’t you?”
Tears glistened in Kristin’s eyes as she rolled away from Nathan’s embrace; a soft whimper escaping her lips as their bodies separated.
Nathan slumped into the pillow as Kristin turned her back to him and wept softly. “You asked me…I wouldn’t have forced you.”
The anguish in his voice brought Kristin back to his side, her hand caressing his face gently.
“You didn’t force me, Nathan. I wanted you…I want you very much. I have from the moment I first saw you, although I didn’t realize it.”
Nathan pushed his torso up and propped on his elbow, his free hand moving to cup her cheek.
“Then what happened? Why did you change your mind?”
“I didn’t…not really…it’s just…” Kristin paused and turned her head into Nathan’s hand, her lips caressing the palm as her hand moved to cup over it.
“Tell me, honey.” His thumb rubbed across her cheekbone to catch a tear.
Kristin sucked her lower lip into her mouth and chewed on the tender flesh absently for a moment before beginning to speak.
“It’s…right now…it doesn’t matter. I’ll…oh, Nathan!”
“Is there someone else in your life, Kristin? Is that why the timing isn’t right?”
“No! I swear…I’d never have let this happen if I’d been involved with another man!”
“I know, honey…it’s just…we didn’t exactly plan on making love tonight…so the timing couldn’t…timing…the timing is wrong!
Kristin tried to turn her face away but Nathan held on tight, forcing her to meet his gaze as he continued. “The time of the month is wrong…you aren’t on birth control?”
Kristin shook her head. “I’m so sorry. The pill doesn’t agree with me so I don’t take it. I normally use other methods but…I didn’t think about it at first…then things moved so quickly…I wanted you so much and when you tried to leave me I just couldn’t let you.”
Nathan fell back into the pillow, his grip bringing Kristin with him. He cradled her into his side and pondered his next words carefully.
The silence unnerved Kristin. “I didn’t do this intentionally, Nathan. At my age the odds are that I won’t get pregnant…if I do I won’t ask anything of you.”
“If I have just made you pregnant…would you have the baby?”
“I…yes…I would have the baby.”
“Even if I didn’t want it?”
Kristin tensed, her voice brittle as she answered. “If you didn’t want the child…I’d still have it. I’d go away. I wouldn’t ask you for anything you weren’t willing to give.”
Nathan’s hands worked their way down her back as he drew her closer. “And if I did want to be a part of our child’s life…a part of your life? What then?”
Kristin’s breath stilled at the look in Nathan’s eyes. “Then you’d be a part of our lives…as much as you wanted to be.”
Nathan rolled them slightly so that Kristin was on her back. He hovered over her, their faces only inches apart as he spoke again. “And if I wanted it all…you in my bed every night…our child asleep in the next room…a life commitment…would you say yes then?”
“I…I don’t know…I wouldn’t do it just for the child…I guess I’d have to know that it was what we both wanted…then, maybe…”
“If you were absolutely sure that I wanted that…a home…a family…you…would you marry me then?”
Kristin’s breath caught at the mention of marriage. She gulped. “Marry…I swore I’d never…”
“You hadn’t met me when you made that vow. All I am asking is if you would consider another kind of promise?”
Finally Kristin nodded. “If I were convinced that I was what you wanted…if I was enough…I’d make that promise with you.”
A smile crossed Nathan’s face as he dropped his lips to hers, capturing her mouth in an ardent kiss. His hands went to work on her lower body, stroking and caressing as he rocked against her.
“Mmmm…Nathan…oh, God…what are you doing?” Her body arched as Nathan pushed his erection against her seeking entrance. Her body consumed him quickly. “We can’t…” The return of his lips to hers cut off her words.
When they parted both were breathing heavily. A lusty gleam entered Nathan’s eye as he locked his limbs around Kristin and spun to his back carrying her with him.
“Nathan?” Kristin questioned as she pushed her upper body away from his, moaning at his deep penetration.
“Your turn, my love.” Nathan punched his hips up into her and was rewarded with a gasp as her head fell back. His fingertips slid lightly over her flesh from hip to breast to tease the rapidly stiffening peaks there.
A look of indecision crossed Kristin’s features but desire quickly won her over as Nathan continued to flex his hips and tease her breasts. She rose to her knees and reached behind her back; grasping Nathan’s raised thighs to steady herself as she pulled her hips up. Nathan’s erection slid out of her sheath until only the very tip was still positioned at her entrance.
Blue eyes begged, locking her gaze into his. Kristin’s nails dug into his thighs and Nathan pistoned his hips upwards as Kristin thrust downward, both of them crying out at the intense sensation the movement caused.
Kristin rode Nathan hard and he met her thrust for thrust as their bodies once again sought release in each other. The sight of Kristin’s bountiful breasts bobbing above his face only increased Nathan’s passion. He lunged upward, propping his hands on the bunk behind him to support them both as his mouth grabbed a distended nipple and began to suckle.
“Oh…Nathan…oh GOD!” The force of her climax threw Kristin’s body back into his knees as her hips continued to lunge against his. The clench of damp muscles milking his iron hard member drew him even deeper into her until his tip was brushing her womb.
Nathan gasped in surprise as he came for a third time, emptying himself yet again into her warmth.
Kristin collapsed on top of Nathan, her muscles refusing to support her any longer.
“That was incredible!”
Nathan grinned. “I was pretty damned amazing, wasn’t I?”
Kristin had to laugh at the smug tone in his voice. “Yes, my darling, you were bloody brilliant!” She snuggled into his arms as he dragged the bunk’s sheet over the lower half of their still joined bodies.
“Nathan…you do realize…”
“…the more we make love the better chance that I conceive…”
Blue eyes twinkled. “Exactly!” He winked as he reclaimed her lips.