Title: tayryn’s Birthday Present
Author: ½ of ESB²
Rating: oooh… very, very LARGE FRAO!!
Pairing: Nathan & Kristin romance
Archive: tayryn’s site only!
Disclaimer: We don’t own the characters, the sub or any
part of them. We’re just playing with
them. We promise to return them
unharmed but way happier.
Summary: a visiting Admiral causes a stir.
Warning!!!: This story contains the “F-word”. It is said twice.
Note
from tayryn: Jana wrote this wonderful
story for me for my birthday. It is
without a doubt, one of the most erotic pieces of fanfic I’ve ever read and I
am grateful beyond words to Jana for having written it for me!! You are the best, hon!! {{BUGS}}
Now…
no more rambling… grab a very cold washcloth, get comfy and read away.
~*~*~*~
The
slamming of the heavy metal door to his quarters echoed through Nathan
Bridger’s ears but it did nothing to improve his utterly dismal mood. He stalked across the floor to the head,
stripping his dripping swimsuit from his body as he went. He climbed beneath the stinging hot water of
his small shower and let the water sluice over him, warming his cool skin, but
it did nothing to warm his heart.
~Damn
it!~ Nathan’s fist fired into the metal
wall without warning and another fierce curse escaped his lips as he clutched
his throbbing knuckles, his mind drifting back to the cause of his anger.
*~*~*~*
“Admiral
on deck!”
Nathan
stood at rigid attention as Admiral Charles Hewes emerged from the docking
collar to stand in front of him. The
younger man surveyed Nathan from head to toe with a look of disdain on his
face.
“At
ease, Captain.”
An
unknowing observer would have found nothing amiss in the discourse between the
two men but Nathan heard the ice in Hewes voice, felt the same chilliness in
his own body.
The
two men were not strangers.
Nathan
was in his final year at the academy when, as tradition dictated, he’d been
assigned to mentor a member of the freshman class. He’d resolved to be as good a mentor to Charles Hewes as Bill
Noyce had been to him four years earlier, but that wasn’t the way it had turned
out. From the moment they’d met, Nathan
had found Hewes to be an arrogant know it all.
He’d tried to be friendly to the young man but for some unknown reason
Hewes had immediately developed a complex, determined to outdo his senior
mentor in every way.
The
rivalry had continued throughout their careers. Although Nathan had never felt himself to be in competition with
Hewes, that was not true of the other man.
He’d done his best to be promoted before Nathan, get better duty
assignments, and had even tried to have control of the designing and building
of the seaQuest taken away from Nathan and given to him. Luckily he hadn’t been successful. Nathan also knew that the man had even tried
to get it on with Carol several times but she’d gently rebuffed him.
Hewes’
promotion to Admiral hadn’t come until last year, just six months before Nathan
had been lured back to the seaQuest. He
hadn’t been happy when Bill Noyce informed him of Hewes’ visit but he resolved
to give the man a chance. After all,
he’d made Admiral. Maybe he had
changed, and the competitive anger he felt toward Nathan was gone.
No
sooner had Hewes stepped on the boat than Nathan knew he was wrong about
that. Hewes wore his Admiral’s rank
proudly and he was bound and determined to rub Nathan’s nose in it every chance
he got. The problem with that was
Nathan didn’t give a damn. He wasn’t at
all surprised that Hewes made Admiral and he hadn’t – he had dropped out of the
service for six years after all.
No,
what bothered Nathan was Hewes’ blatant interest in one member of his crew,
namely Doctor Kristin Westphalen. He’d
zeroed in on her from the instant they’d been introduced, gushing unnaturally
about her research and how much he admired her. Nathan felt sure that the only reason he admired her so much was
because of certain rumours flying around the UEO about a supposed relationship
between Kristin and himself. The
rumours weren’t true but lately Nathan had been pondering how he might change
that. He hadn’t wanted to let Kristin
get close but she’d become so invaluable to his research that somehow she’d
become invaluable in his life and in his heart as well.
In
the beginning Nathan hadn’t been worried.
Surely Kristin could see through the smarmy flattery of the pompous
Admiral. But to his surprise, she
hadn’t. While she didn’t seem to be as
taken with Hewes as he was with her, Kristin had shared several meals with the
man, along with much of her free time.
Nathan
still wouldn’t have been too worried if he hadn’t overheard a conversation
between Hewes and his aide. They’d had
no idea Nathan was nearby and he shouldn’t have eavesdropped but when he’d
heard Kristin’s name he couldn’t help himself.
The Admiral made his intentions toward the doctor very clear, declaring
he would have her in bed before the end of his visit. He’d told his aide about his animosity toward Bridger and that he
knew Bridger wasn’t intimate with Kristin but sensed that he wanted to be. Hewes was determined to sleep with Kristin
before Nathan could.
“Even
if Bridger gets her he’ll always know that I had her first. And it’ll be an experience she won’t soon
forget. Hell, she’s so damn gorgeous
that I’d want her even if Bridger didn’t but the fact that he does… man this is
going to be sweet.”
Nathan
resisted the urge to burst out from around the corner and punch the
Admiral. Instead he’d made his way
immediately to med bay and tried to talk to Kristin but she was extremely busy,
so he’d asked her to join him for dinner that very night and she’d accepted.
Somehow
Hewes had gotten wind of their plans and demanded that Nathan finish loads of
useless paperwork by that evening so that he could review it the following
morning. Nathan had anticipated this
move and presented the paperwork almost immediately. That had been a mistake.
He should have waited until just before the deadline to turn the work
over. Hewes had gotten angry and yelled
at Nathan. Before long the attack had
turned personal and Nathan found himself challenged to a race in the moonpool.
Nathan
didn’t mind racing. He’d done it before
when Captain Clayton had been on an inspection tour. He knew that he was in good shape and could hold his own. He didn’t even mind losing to Hewes. He’d only been a second behind Hewes. What Nathan minded was the way that Hewes
had grabbed Kristin and embraced her after his self-proclaimed victory. Kristin had pulled back immediately but the
evidence of her reaction to the embrace had been visible. Hewes had been dripping wet and the water
had soaked Kristin’s white tee shirt as well, making her erect nipples even
more noticeable.
She
hadn’t said a word to him before she’d left with Hewes, although she had turned
once to stare at him, an unreadable look on her face. A victory celebration, the Admiral had called it, laughing as he
escorted Kristin out of the room.
*~*~*~*
Nathan
climbed out of the shower and toweled his body vigorously but his anger
continued unabated. He threw the towel
in the sink and grabbed his robe from behind the door, thrusting his arms into
it and wrapping the belt tightly as he headed toward the outer door that
someone had just begun pounding on.
“What
do you want?” Nathan yelled, immediately sorry as Lucas came into view.
“I’m
sorry, sir. I just wanted to check on
you. You didn’t come down to the party
in the galley.”
“It
was a victory party, Lucas. I didn’t
win.”
“Well
I wouldn’t call what you did losing, Cap.
It was a photo finish. That guy
jumped out and proclaimed himself the winner before anyone could say anything
else.”
“He
is an Admiral, Lucas.”
“But
that doesn’t give him the right to do anything he wants. You should have seen the way he was pawing
the doc… and she was letting him do it.
He even followed her into her cabin a little while ago.”
“He
did what? He’s in her cabin with
her? Now?”
“I…
I don’t know… I just saw him go in with her about twenty minutes ago.” Lucas answered, suddenly realizing that he
was treading into territory he didn’t want to be in. “Maybe I should go… I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Nathan
swore again as the door closed behind the boy.
That son of a bitch was going to take advantage of Kristin and she was
going to let him do it. ~I won’t let
him… I won’t let her!~
Nathan
flew out of his quarters.
*~*~*~*
Nathan
threw the cabin door open and barged in, his head snapping toward the bunk at
the soft mewling he heard emanating from there. He slammed the door closed and spun the lock before moving,
making it half way to the bed before the woman lying there realized what was
happening. She jerked upright, her eyes
blazing fire.
“What
the hell are you doing in my cabin? Get
out, Captain!”
A dim light shown from
across the room, providing just enough illumination for Nathan to see Kristin,
her torso naked to his gaze as the sheet pooled at her waist. For a small-framed woman, Kristin had large
breasts, which were tipped with large dusky rose nipples. Those nipples
were rock hard, standing out proudly from her chest; the centers
distended more than any Nathan had ever seen.
Kristin’s
eyes followed his gaze and realized how exposed she was. She quickly yanked the sheet back up.
“What
do you want, Nathan?”
“Where
is he?” Nathan’s question was whispered
but there was steel in his voice.
“Where
is who?” Kristin asked, wide-eyed.
“Don’t
kid me. I know that bastard is
here. Lucas saw him come in with
you!” Nathan moved to the small closet
and ripped the doors open to paw through Kristin’s clothing. Finding no one there, he moved to the head
and pushed the door open, stepping in to glare into the shower. Nothing.
He moved back toward the bunk, stopping Kristin’s attempt to stand.
She
sat and stared at him, a shapely expanse of visible leg leading to one foot
planted on the floor while the other remained curled in front of her on the
bunk. Nathan moved to loom over her,
one knee on the edge of the bunk between her legs trapping her on the bed.
“You
slept with him didn’t you? Was that his
prize for winning? I wish I’d
known. Getting between your legs would
have been added incentive for me as well.”
Nathan
barely saw Kristin’s hand, had no time to move before it made contact with his
face, the force of her blow jerking his head around. But before Kristin could recover her hold on the sheet Nathan
grabbed her hand and pinned it above her head.
His free hand grabbed the wrist of the hand still anchoring the sheet
and forced it up to join the other. The
cover slipped from her grasp and puddled low on her hips, revealing her nude
body even more fully to his hungry gaze.
“I
didn’t sleep with him…”
“Liar! The man has been panting for you since the
moment he stepped on board this boat.
He came back here with you. He
kissed you, didn’t he? Touched you… and
you let him…”
“NO! He did kiss me… tried to… but I told him to
leave.”
“You’re
lying! I can smell you, Kristin. You reek of sex!”
“I
didn’t do anything… not with him… or anyone but myself…”
An
incredulous look crossed Nathan’s face as he realized what the sounds were that
he’d heard when first entering. He
yanked her right hand toward his face and sniffed the strong odor of arousal
still clinging to her fingers. Nathan’s
tongue darted out and laved her middle finger; the salty tang of that still
damp digit confirming his suspicions.
“Are
you telling me that he was ready and willing… that he got you this hot… and you
sent him away? You rejected the
victorious competitor in favour of self-gratification?”
Kristin
began to fight against his hold on her hands, rising to her knee in an effort
to gain more leverage to free herself, not realizing how exposed she now
was. Nathan glanced down and could see
dampness glistening in her dark copper curls.
“Why
didn’t you just fuck him if you were so damned horny?”
“Because
he isn’t the one that I wanted to fuck, you bastard! I wanted you! It’s been
you since the first moment I ever saw you!”
Nathan
inhaled sharply, his breath catching at her admission. One of her hands flew free as Nathan yanked
his hand down to the juncture of her thighs, two fingers ramming into her tight
sheath with no warning.
Kristin
had pleasured herself almost to the point of release before being interrupted
by Nathan and the fight had only continued to increase her arousal. Her inner muscles gripped his fingers like a
vise as her body convulsed and climaxed, her juices spurting down his fingers
and out of her body. Nathan didn’t feel
the bite of her fingernails in his arm; his gaze fully focused on the rapture
on her face as her body continued to spasm against him.
Kristin
alternated between agony and ecstasy as Nathan continued to work his fingers
into her swollen sex. She’d barely
begun to recover from her initial climax when she felt her muscles clenching
again. A whimper escaped her throat as
she tried to stem the rising tide but she couldn’t. Nathan rammed his fingers in her tight sheath over and over as
his thumb worked her enlarged clit.
Within seconds his hand was drenched with the evidence of her arousal.
Nathan
thought he would explode himself as he watched the joy and relief flow across
Kristin’s face when he brought her to release once more. She was gorgeous and he wanted to see her
face like this over and over again. He
released the wrist he was still holding high above her head and it fell limply
to her side, her body trembling in the aftermath of her climax.
She
was completely unaware when Nathan lowered her carefully to the bed, her orgasm
seemingly continuing on. He stripped
the terry cloth robe from his body and threw it across the cabin then moved
between her legs, his fingers once again moving to her dripping sex.
“No…
please…” she sobbed but her body betrayed her words, her hips pressing upward
into Nathan’s open palm as her muscles once again grabbed at his fingers. Nathan watched with wonder as her juices
flowed around his fingers like water and she began to keen yet again, drinking
in every detail of her face as she shattered for the third time.
He
pressed his body down to hers; letting her absorb his warmth as he held her
spasming body to the mattress, afraid that she might hurt herself.
Once
the trembling had lessened Nathan rolled to his side and stared, unable to get
enough of the sight of Kristin lost in the throes of passion at his hand. He flexed his aching erection away from his
body, trying to ease his own desire while continuing to pleasure her.
Her
eyelids flicked open and she stared at him with glazed eyes, her breath coming
in shallow pants. Nathan’s fingers once
again moved between her legs. She
gasped as her eyes closed and her head fell back, her body completely lost in
the sensations Nathan was eliciting.
As
desperately as Nathan wanted to watch her face, he needed to taste her twice
that much. He shimmied his body down
the bed, loving the feel of her soft skin against his as he moved over her
breasts, down her belly and between her legs.
His fingers kept a gentle but steady pace as he positioned her legs over
his shoulders and bent his head to her wet slit. He inhaled deeply, drawing her scent into every corner of his
nostrils before pulling her open with his fingers and staring at the shimmering
pink flesh just an inch below his hungry mouth.
Nathan
exhaled with a rush; his warm breath causing Kristin’s oversensitized flesh to
quiver even more as her hips began to rock beneath him. He ran his tongue lightly down her open
cleft, tasting her own special honey.
The sweet tang tasted like heaven and called to him. His next pass went a little deeper then
deeper still, until his face was buried within her. He delved his tongue deep inside her molten core as his nose
rubbed against her hot bed of nerves.
She gushed into his waiting orifice, his name ripped from her lips as
her body arched off the bed. Nathan
thought he might drown while buried deep within her but he stayed, continuing
to lick and taste until he’d brought her to yet another orgasm.
Kristin
was almost incoherent by the time Nathan released her engorged clitoris and
moved slowly back up her damp body, his lips tracing patterns through the salty
residue on her belly. His tongue ringed
her navel and dipped in, tickling her skin lightly before continuing his upward
path.
Nathan
rolled to his side and stretched his length out beside her warm body as she
continued to shiver with mini orgasms.
His gaze was drawn back to her generous breasts and he stretched his
hand out to run a finger lightly over a highly stimulated peak.
Kristin
made no sound but Nathan felt the effect of his touch in the rise and fall of
her chest. He increased the pressure
slightly and watched the nipple bloom even more if that were possible. His fingers slipped down the slope of her
breast and began to draw languid patterns on her skin, circling her belly button
then dipping lower for a swift caress before sliding back up to her distended
nub. He repeated this cycle several
times while he waited for Kristin to recover.
Kristin
moaned and rolled into him slightly, her body instinctively craving his
touch. Nathan couldn’t resist any
longer and leaned over slightly to touch the tip of his tongue to one of her
crested peaks.
~Just
one taste.~ He told himself but that
one touch was his undoing. He latched
onto the nipple, suckling it ravenously as his free hand grabbed the other
peak. His fingers locked on the rigid
tip, pinching it between his thumb and forefinger and twisting lightly, while
his teeth did the same on the other side.
Her
pliant body squirmed beneath him and Nathan felt her fingers fist in his hair
as she pulled him closer. Her hip
brushed against his rampant erection and Nathan knew that he wasn’t going to be
able to hold back his own release much longer.
He opened his eyes and glanced up at her face, surprised to see her eyes
open and staring down at him.
Nathan
released her breast and crawled up her body until their faces were even, the
evidence of his desire trapped between his belly and her thigh. He brought his hand to her cheek and cupped
it carefully, his thumb lightly tracing the line of her lower lip.
“Kristin…
may I love you? Please?”
Kristin
turned her head slightly and brushed her lips across the palm of his hand. Nathan moaned as her tongue slipped out to
trace the pad of his thumb. He drew his
hand away and levered his body up and over hers.
Her
lips parted slightly as she stared at him, her tongue flicking out to run
across her lips. Nathan lowered his
head slowly… his eyes questioning.
Kristin raised her head to meet his… her eyes answering.
Their
lips met explosively, full of passion and hunger as each tried to devour the
other. Nathan wanted desperately to be
gentle after having loved her so forcefully with his hands and his mouth but
his erection had other ideas. His hips
began to push against her, the erection trapped between them stabbing into her
abdomen. Nathan felt the small spurt of
wetness leave his body, heralding his imminent release, but he was powerless to
stop his movements.
In
a move that surprised Nathan, Kristin pushed her hands beneath his hips and
arched then dropped back, levering him momentarily away from her body. Her hands slipped between them and grabbed
his rock hard shaft, positioning it at her weeping entrance. He pushed down, sliding seamlessly into her
wet cleft with one smooth stroke, joining them completely.
Kristin
gasped as Nathan filled her fully.
He
stilled, allowing her tight passage time to adjust to his presence while he
enjoyed the feel of her damp sheath, the root of his shaft pressed tightly
against her clit. Kristin’s flesh was
still highly sensitized and the feel of Nathan’s warm rod pressing into her
sent her excitement level flying. She
clenched him suddenly, tightly and they both lost control.
Kristin
screamed as she exploded in a downpour of fiery sensation. Her inner muscles spasmed around Nathan’s erection
and he could no longer keep still, pulling back to the very edge of her passage
before thrusting solidly back inside of her.
“I
love you, Kristin!” The words flew from
his mouth as his body convulsed and his seed erupted against her womb.
When
Nathan could finally pull his head back up to look at her he found Kristin
staring at him with a dumbfounded expression in her eyes. “What?
You said…”
“I
said that I love you and I meant it. I
love you, Kristin Westphalen. You are
the most beautiful, giving, sassiest woman that I’ve ever met and I’m a fool
for waiting this long to tell you how I feel.”
Kristin’s
eyes softened and a tear began to form in the corner of one. “I never thought you’d say that to me,
Nathan. You loved your wife so much and
I know that you still miss her…”
“I’m
always going to miss Carol but that doesn’t preclude me having feelings for you
and, sweetheart, I most definitely have feelings for you and I think that maybe
you have feelings for me as well.”
“Oh
I do. I love you too, Nathan. I think I have from that first moment when
you laughed at me.”
Kristin
raised her lips to his and they shared a celebratory kiss, a gentle touch to
mark their admission that rapidly turned into something more passionate. Nathan was stunned to realize that he was
still hard as a rock within Kristin and he rocked carefully against her,
gauging her response.
Kristin
gasped at the movement and rocked back more forcefully, increasing the friction
between their bodies. “More!” She demanded.
Nathan
complied immediately; his body on fire for the woman who now had him locked
within the circle of her powerful legs.
Kristin squeezed her thighs around him, moaning continuously as her body
once again began to crave release.
Kristin couldn’t control her outcry of delight when Nathan returned his mouth to her already sensitized nipples. He abraded them lightly with his tongue and she arched her back, pushing the heavy mounds closer to his seeking lips.
“More!” She demanded yet again. “Harder… faster… please!”
Nathan
acceded to her wishes, thrusting his hips at a faster pace while his lips and
teeth worked her straining nipple forcefully.
Not wanting to be left out, Kristin shifted her head and attacked
Nathan’s jaw line, sucking and laving the tan flesh down his neckline
Nathan
yelped when Kristin’s teeth sank into his shoulder but the pain quickly turned
to pleasure as it coursed through his body and pooled in his groin. He returned the bite, sinking his teeth
lightly into the swollen nipple in his mouth.
Kristin’s
body began to vibrate and she abandoned herself to the whirl of sensations
flowing through her. Nathan felt her
juice wash over him, hot as molten fire and her muscles clenched like a vise
around his straining member. He continued
to thrust as she screamed her release, the friction generated by her locked
muscles sending him quickly after her.
Nathan shoved his head into the pillow to mask his screams as he came
long and hard, spurt after spurt of his semen flying from his body. He collapsed on top of Kristin as his body
shook with the joy of having finally released himself completely into her.
“Oh,
God! That was so fantastic!” Nathan whispered as he slowly rolled them
until they were lying side by side, still joined. “I have never come like that!”
“Neither
have I.” Kristin blushed. “Or quite so often. You are incredible.”
“About
that… earlier… I shouldn’t have done that… just assumed that… I should have
asked before I touched you, especially that intimately. I’m so sorry… you are just so beautiful and
when you told me that I was the one who made you so hot… and I tasted you on
your finger… you tasted so damn good, baby.
I just had to touch you. I
couldn’t help myself.”
Kristin
rubbed his cheek. “I wanted you to
touch me. What do you think I’d been
lying here in this bunk imagining? In
my fantasy it was your hand caressing me… pleasuring me… and then you were
really here and I couldn’t hold back.
And you just kept on and on… that was so amazing. I didn’t think I could stand so much
pleasure. I wanted you to stop and yet
I would have died if you did. The way
that you touch me is magical… and then you… oh, Nathan, I’ve never been with a
man who filled me so completely.”
A
huge grin broke out on Nathan’s face.
“You sure know what to say to make a guy feel great!”
“It’s
the truth. You are… amazing… absolutely
amazing and I’m a very lucky woman.”
“I’m
a very lucky man. I was so afraid… I
had to tell you how I felt… but I was sure that you didn’t feel the same
way. Not after the way you’ve let
Chuckie buzz around you the last few days.”
“Chuckie?” Kristin giggled. “And you know that’s completely insane. He’s an admiral and he has influence over the purse strings for
my funding, a fact he was very quick to remind me of, but that doesn’t mean
that I’d sleep with him just to keep him happy.”
“He
wants you. You know that don’t you?”
“Well,
I figured it out when he tried to give me a tonsillectomy tonight! I thought for a moment that I might have a
problem when I asked him to leave but eventually he did as I asked. How could you think I would be interested in
that pompous ass?”
“I
wasn’t thinking clearly. I was
jealous. I wanted you so badly but I
couldn’t admit that to myself. Then I
heard him talking about you, about how he was going to bed you because you’re
beautiful but also because I wanted you.
I was so insanely jealous at the thought of you being with any other
man. I wanted to punch him. Then we ended up in that stupid race and he
beat me!”
Kristin
snuggled into Nathan’s side. “He
cheated you know.”
“He
did what?”
“He
anticipated the starting gun, not enough to be noticeable but enough to give
him that little edge, and he also did an illegal turn. That ending call was also highly questionable. I was on my way to tell you when he gave me
that nasty hug.”
“He
cheated… I should have known. Not that
it really matters. I’ve won the only
prize that was important. But after he
got you all wet… I could see that you were really aroused…” Nathan’s finger
brushed lightly across a perky nipple.
“That just made me even madder.”
“I
was really aroused, Nathan. What do you
think caused this episode tonight? Do
you know how absolutely fantastic you look in a Speedo? I was staring at your crotch so hard that I
got myself all worked up and into a highly excited state. You have a fantastic body!”
“You
have an absolutely gorgeous body, my love.
Your breasts… oh God, what your breasts do to me!” Nathan punctuated his words with kisses to
the crest of each mound as his hands moved to cup them. Kristin shifted her hips experimentally and
was rewarded with a loud moan as Nathan’s semi-erect member began to firm up
with in.
“Again?” She whispered hopefully.
“I
think that’s a definite probability.” Nathan
shifted her top leg over his hip to allow him better access. “Neither one of us is going to be able to
move in the morning.”
“And
that’s a bad thing because…?”
“Because
we are going to have to think up excuses for not showing up for our shifts.”
“I
will just say that the Captain is recovering from his exertions and I’m keeping
a close personal eye on him.”
Their
bodies were now moving slowly in sync as their hands roamed lightly over each
other’s damp skin. Nathan moved his
lips to Kristin’s ear and whispered, telling her over and over again how
exciting her body was and how she made him feel. Kristin took the time to memorize the angles and contours of
Nathan’s body, enjoying the slow steady pace in a different way than she had
their earlier coupling.
Nathan’s
lips settled into a particularly sensitive spot on her neck and began feasting
while her hands explored his firm bottom and thighs, her fingers occasionally
dipping between them to lightly stroke his heavy sacs.
Release
overcame both of them with little warning.
One minute they were still slowly caressing and the next they were
slamming wildly into each other as they hit yet another level of passion that
they hadn’t yet experienced.
When
desire had once again waned Nathan used his foot to hook the sheet and drag it
back over their bare bodies. They
cuddled together, limbs tangled and murmured words of love to each other until
they both fell into an exhausted but sated sleep.
*~*~*~*
Kristin
awoke in the early hours of the morning to find a hard rod pressing insistently
into the small of her back. She shifted
slightly and was rewarded with another persistent thrust.
“Nathan? Are you awake?” She whispered but silence was her only answer.
Kristin
snuggled back into his chest and enjoyed the sensations that Nathan’s firm
erection was evoking in her body. She
carefully shifted Nathan’s hand from her hip to her breast and his fingers
closed over the heavy globe immediately.
His fingers began to massage lightly even though he remained asleep.
Kristin
felt moisture pool between her legs and was overwhelmed with the desire to once
again feel Nathan within her. She tried
to shift but he held her tightly, one arm locked around her chest and the other
around her hips. She managed to create
a small space between their hips and worked her hand between them but Nathan’s
erection was too hard to flex down.
Kristin thought a moment then released his hard member and pulled her
hand back up to grasp Nathan’s, preventing his continued caress of her breast.
Eventually
Nathan’s erection began to subside.
Kristin waited until he was only semi-hard before repositioning him,
pushing her right leg back over his thigh and placing his head near her
entrance. She then began to stroke him
lightly, her thumb grazing across the tip.
Nathan’s
hand returned to its ministrations on her breast and Kristin realized that
whatever he was dreaming must be closely mimicking what was actually
happening. She dipped two fingers deep
inside her saturated sheath and scooped up her own moisture, pulling out to
coat Nathan’s erection with it. He
moaned and pushed against her.
Kristin’s
inner muscles latched on to the now erect tip and held him securely within her
until he thrust again, sinking even deeper into her anxious body. Her hips began to undulate against him,
enjoying the different sensations that yet another new position allowed.
“Nathan…
oh, honey… please wake up!”
Somewhere
in his dream Nathan must have heard her plea because the pressure of his fingers
on her nipples increased even as his other hand slid over her pelvis to slip
into her damp curls. Kristin moaned as
he made contact with her wanting clitoris then dipped lower, sliding his finger
into her sheath along with his erection.
He returned the now damp digit to the tight bundle of nerves and began
to dampen it with Kristin’s own juices.
Nathan
murmured in her ear as he slowly slid toward consciousness, delighted to wake
in such a state and even more delighted to find Kristin so highly aroused as
well. He gave his head a small shake to
clear the cobwebs from his brain then attacked the delicate earlobe near his
lips.
A
small scream escaped Kristin’s lips as her back arched, pushing her hips even
more firmly into Nathan’s. She
tightened her leg around his thigh and began to move frantically against him,
her breathing growing short as she struggled to find relief.
“Please…
oh please… make me come, Nathan. Please
make me come!”
Nathan
was eager to oblige, pressing his thumb and forefinger together firmly over her
sex as his hips pistoned into her.
Kristin’s body began to convulse as she bucked against him. He wrapped his free arm back over her chest
as his fingers began to mimic the stroking of his hips.
“Hard…
er…” she gasped.
Nathan
was afraid that he would hurt her but even as he increased the pressure she was
begging for more. His fingers were
stabbing against her throbbing flesh when a small shift in his hips caused his
phallus to hit her g-spot. Kristin’s
fingernails bit into his hips and a low moan emerged from deep in her
throat. Nathan felt the scream building
within her and rolled them until her face was buried in the pillow, just before
her ear-piercing screams signaled her completion.
Nathan
levered himself onto his elbows, trying to shift some of his weight off of
Kristin’s shaking body. He tried to
move off of her entirely but found that she’d wrapped both of her legs around
his, effectively trapping him on top and inside of her. He contented himself with pressing wet kisses
across her naked shoulders, whispering soothing words to her all the while.
Finally
Kristin raised her head from the pillow and, turning to him, raised her lips
for a passionate kiss.
“That
was… fantastic!” She sighed.
“You
are fantastic!” Nathan murmured against
her mouth.
“Your
turn…” she answered as she sought another kiss.
“Umm…
wonderful…” Nathan shifted his hips.
“You’re going to have to let me go…”
“Uh
uh…” Kristin levered her upper body onto her elbows, pushing Nathan up as she
did so. He felt her bottom push against
him and followed her lead until they both rested on their hands and knees.
“Kris…
oh my… this is so incredible!” Even
though Nathan was holding himself completely still, both of them could feel him
growing even longer within her.
Kristin
rocked against him. “Touch my breasts,
Nathan, please?”
A
simple shift of his weight allowed Nathan to pull his hands to Kristin’s chest
and cup the heavy globes, gravity pulling them down into his palms. His mouth moved down her spine, trailing
open-mouthed kisses all the way as his fingers tugged and twisted her aroused
peaks. Kristin’s back arched as her
level of need shot up once again.
“What
in the hell do you do to me, Bridger?
This is too much! Please move!”
Nathan
pulled his hands away from Kristin’s chest and grabbed her hips as he
straightened his body and pulled her snugly against him. He began moving then, slow, shallow strokes
designed to keep his own desire in check until Kristin was ready to meet
him.
It
didn’t take long.
Kristin
pressed her hands into the bed and began to grind her hips in circles against
Nathan’s. She sighed when she felt his
heavy sacs swing against her clit and struggled to repeat the action.
Strong
fingers gripped her hips tightly and began to set a steady pace; gradually
increasing in speed until both were moaning heavily and Nathan was pounding
into her open body. Kristin wrapped an
arm around the pillow as her upper body fell back on one elbow. Her other hand slid sensuously down her body
to stroke her clit, her fingernails scraping lightly over Nathan’s moving
member.
“Oh
God, Kristin!” Nathan groaned at the
feeling and slid one hand around her body, his fingers joining hers in touching
her needy sex. The feel of their
fingers tangled together and the image that evoked in Nathan’s mind released
him and he bubbled into her, washing them both with his essence.
The
warm splash across her womb was all that Kristin needed to complete her journey
and she once again screamed into the pillow as her muscles seized around
Nathan’s spurting member, milking him dry as she rode her own orgasm to
completion.
They
collapsed on the bunk; their sated bodies locked together as Nathan rolled back
to his side and spooned Kristin against him.
“I
love you, Nathan.” Kristin whispered as
she yawned sleepily, her body completely drained after their dynamic
lovemaking.
“I
love you, Kristin. Sleep now…”
Kristin
nodded as her eyes drifted shut. She
laced her fingers through Nathan’s and pulled his hand to her heart as
exhaustion overtook her.
Nathan
buried his face in her hair and wrapped his body around hers as he followed her
into a blissful sleep.
*~*~*~*
The heavy arm resting across her hips brought a smile to Kristin’s lips as she stretched and slowly came awake. She nestled into the circle of her sleeping lover’s arms and simply enjoyed his touch, listened to the sound of his breathing, until finally Mother Nature demanded she move. A careful readjustment of his arm freed her yet left him undisturbed and she padded naked across the floor to the head.
Kristin
paused on her way out the door and looked into the mirror, her gaze coming back
to rest on the image a second time as she stared at what she saw. Her body looked… ripe… well loved. Lips swollen from Nathan’s kisses, nipples
lightly bruised from his touch, and at least three hickeys adorning her neck
and shoulders. She shifted so that she
could see over her shoulder and found two more hickeys as a smile came to her
face. She couldn’t see all of the
damage inflicted on her lower body but she could definitely feel it.
But
what captured her attention more than her physical appearance was the look in
her eyes. She was happy… happier than
she had been in many years. The thought
that Nathan loved her made her whole body glow with happiness. A soft smile crossed her face as she thought
of how she’d like to wake Nathan up and she felt the dampness once again begin
in her core.
Kristin
grabbed her toothbrush and quickly took care of her morning breath then dragged
a brush through her tangled hair before reentering the main room.
“Shitdamnhell!” Kristin swore softly at the knock on her
door. She pondered the sound and
decided to ignore it but before she could move another step the knock came
again.
Nathan’s
robe lay on the floor a few steps away so Kristin scooped it up and slipped her
arms into it as she hurried toward the door.
Kristin
cracked the door a few inches and groaned inwardly at the sight of Charles
Hewes standing there, holding a yellow rose.
“Good
morning, my dear.”
“Admiral…
what are you doing here? It’s very
early.” Kristin gripped the door
tightly so that it couldn’t swing away from her grasp and reveal the man
sleeping in her bed.
“I
thought that perhaps you would join me for breakfast this morning. I… had thought that we might be enjoying
that meal under different circumstances but…”
“I’m
sorry, Admiral…”
“I’ve
asked you to call me Charles.”
Kristin
felt her anger rise and struggled to push it back down. “I’m sorry but I can’t join you this
morning. I have… other plans.”
Hewes
couldn’t put his finger on it but he could tell that there was something
different about Kristin. “Surely you
have to eat… even just have a cup of coffee.
I’d really like your company. I
missed you… last night.”
Perhaps
that was it.
Hewes
recognized an aroused woman when he saw one and he knew that Kristin had been
very aroused last night even though she’d asked him to leave. Apparently she’d woken up the same way.
Kristin
stepped back as Hewes pressed forward, working his shoulder into the space
between the door and the frame. “I
really can’t this morning. Thank you
for the invitation.”
She
pushed the door but Hewes stuck his hand out to hold it. “I thought that we were going to talk… about
your research. We could dine in my
cabin if you’d be more comfortable… or here.”
He pushed forward a little more, his hand reaching out to toy with the
end of the sash on Kristin’s robe.
A
sleepy male voice from behind the door stopped Hewes cold. “Kristin… honey? Come back to bed. I miss
you.”
Kristin
shrugged her shoulders at the stunned Admiral and pushed the door closed,
forcing Hewes back into the hallway. He
heard the lock spin firmly behind him.
Kristin
turned back to face the bed, her back against the door.
“That
was wicked!” She told the man lying in
the bed, a devious smile on his face.
“And probably not very smart.
He’s going to be even angrier now.”
Nathan
sat up on the edge of the bed and crooked his finger at Kristin. “I didn’t like the way he was speaking to
you. As to him being angry… let
him. He’s hated me for over thirty
years. Why should that change now?”
“But
he might cause trouble for you…” Kristin took a tentative step toward the bed.
“Will
you please forget about Chuckie and get that gorgeous ass back over here? I was serious when I said that I miss you.”
Kristin
took another step, a sexy smile curving her lips. “So you miss me? I had
all of these wonderful ideas about how I was going to wake you up and now I
can’t!” Her smile turned into a playful
pout.
“We’ve
got every morning for the rest of our lives for you to try those out. Now get back over here!”
Kristin
moved back toward the bed, stopping just inches out of Nathan’s reach. “Someone is being very demanding this
morning.”
“You’ve
got that right!” Nathan tugged at the
sheet covering his hips and it fell away, revealing his rampant erection. “Someone certainly is! So how about it? Wanna work the ‘stiffness’ out of some of those muscles.”
Nathan’s
arm snaked out and caught the robe’s sash.
He gave it a quick tug and the robe fell open revealing the midline of
Kristin’s naked body to his hungry gaze.
His eyes raked her flesh slowly, watching a blush of arousal grow on her
skin. When Nathan’s eyes reached her
face he held his hand out to her, the blue orbs pleading.
Kristin
placed her hand in his and moved forward, moaning as his hands slid beneath the
terry cloth as soon as she came within reach.
Firm fingers splayed over her bottom as he pulled her close, urging her
legs to part so that his knees could press between them. She gasped as Nathan slid off of the bed
onto his knees and dipped his head to taste her moist cleft, tongue lightly
tickling tender flesh.
“I
bet I’ve got hickeys down there too,” she muttered, as Nathan’s touch became
even more intimate. Her fingers dug
into his shoulders to steady herself as her senses began to reel.
“Umm…
two really huge ones.” Nathan answered, lifting his head slightly. “Would you like to go for three?” He didn’t wait for an answer before he
lowered his head and stabbed his tongue into her hot core.
*~*~*~*
Charles
Hewes stared at the now closed door in disbelief. He’d made it very clear that if Kristin Westphalen wanted a man
he was available but she’d sent him away.
Where in the hell had she found someone else so quickly? He knew that Bridger had returned to his
quarters in a fit of pique after losing the race. His aide had seen the young boy go visit him later in the
evening. So who did she have in that
cabin?
The
small window set in the top of the door beckoned him. He glanced up and down the corridor to make sure he was alone
then moved to prop against the door as he pushed himself up on his toes to peer
in. He was stunned at the sight.
Westphalen
stood at the edge of the bunk, her back to the door, her head thrown back. She still wore the robe but it was obviously
open and hanging loose. The biggest
shock was the pair of knees on the floor between her spread legs. The angle of Westphalen’s body left little
doubt in his mind as to where the head belonging to those knees was buried.
Hewes
saw the ripples in the back of the robe and gasped as the garment slid
languidly down Kristin’s body, revealing her bare back inch by inch until the
position of her hands on the man’s shoulders caused it to hang at her
waist. He felt himself grow hard as he
watched her body twitch, imagining himself in the unknown man’s place.
Hewes’
fist clenched against the door. ~ Who
in the hell is that? ~
The
Admiral’s breath caught as Kristin slowly began to sink to the floor, the robe
falling away as tan hands splayed across her ivory butt cheeks to control her
descent. Her knees settled around the
man as his head slowly came into view, salt and pepper hair bobbing above her
shoulder as he feasted at her breast.
More of the head became visible as the man worked his way up over her
collarbone.
~
Bridger! ~ Hewes’ hand slapped against
cold metal as Nathan’s face came fully into view. ~ How… I’ve got to stop them. ~
But even as the thought sprang into his mind Hewes knew that he was too
late. Whatever was happening between
Nathan and Kristin at this point was just icing on the cake to them.
The
thud of approaching footsteps reminded Hewes of where he was and what he was
doing and he quickly moved away from the window, adjusting his jacket to cover
his erection.
*~*~*~*
Nathan’s
tongue danced lightly over sensitive flesh, teasing and tormenting, seeking to
enflame but not yet to release. His
fingertips brushed over her skin, hips then thighs and back again, his touch
barely discernable but still increasing the flame of her passion.
“I
love the way you touch me.” She breathed, her voice barely audible, but Nathan
heard her words deep in his heart. “I
never dreamed…” Kristin’s voice trailed off, replaced by a deep moan as the
pressure on her engorged sex increased.
Teeth
and tongue were brought into play on the sensitive nub, circling and tickling
then finally licking and sucking. Kristin’s
knees began to quiver and she knew she was going to fall but then Nathan’s
hands were there to support her as he continued his ministrations.
The
robe that had gathered around her waist felt too constricting and she dropped
her hands from Nathan’s shoulders, wanting to be rid of it. Blue terry cloth slid from her body with
hardly a whisper to pool at her feet, revealing her fully to his gaze once
again.
Nathan’s
hands slid to the back of Kristin’s legs.
“Why don’t you come down here and join me. I haven’t had a good morning kiss yet.” He grinned up at her, his mouth glistening with her
moisture. Kristin braced her hands once
again on his shoulders and began to slide down.
But
Nathan didn’t let her just fall. His
hands guided her while his mouth kissed its way back up her body, feasting on
her silky skin, licking the damp sheen of perspiration that now covered
it. Kristin was truly on fire by the
time she found herself straddling Nathan’s lap.
“You
are absolutely wicked!” She whispered
in delight.
“And
you love it, don’t you?” Nathan winked
then captured her mouth, spreading the residue of her own body on her lips and
tongue.
Kristin
moaned in agreement as she wrapped her arms around Nathan’s neck and her legs
around his waist. His hard erection
settled into the cleft between her legs causing an even deeper need to blossom
deep within her. Kristin began to rock
slowly against her lover, coating his arousal with her moisture.
Nathan
moaned as he felt her juices surge against his rod and run down to his
legs. His hands slid beneath her butt
cheeks and lifted her slightly, until he could feel his seeking head probing
the warm opening deep within her core.
He probed, gently at first, and felt her pull, luring him in. The grip of her legs tightened as Nathan
finally eased her down, impaling her firmly onto his hard length.
“So…
I make you hot do I?” Nathan rocked
into her.
Kristin
grinned and rocked back. “What do you
think? Besides, this doesn’t exactly
feel like an adverse response from you.”
“Hell
no!” Nathan growled and rocked
again. “Don’t tell me you haven’t
noticed that I get a hard on anytime you walk in a room? All that time I sit staring pensively into
space with my hands in my lap… it’s to hide my response to you. I spend two-thirds of every staff meeting
readjusting myself. What’s your
excuse?”
“I
think that you saw my response to you well enough last night. I wouldn’t want you getting too cocky now,
would I?”
“You
sure about that?” This time Nathan
surged into her, his hands pushing her hips into him at the same time.
“Oh
God! I can’t believe how you fill me
up. I knew that you filled out that
Speedo well but I never imagined…”
“You’ve
seen me in swim gear before.” Nathan’s
lips attacked her ear lobe.
“And
I’ve had numerous fantasies about pulling the zipper of your wet suit down and
checking out the package beneath. Even
when you raced with Clayton… the way your shorts clung to you… my imagination
ran wild after that one… but yesterday was the first time I’d seen you in quite
so little… and you filled it out so well… and now you fill me so well.”
“I’ve
had a few fantasies about pulling the zipper down on your wet suit as
well. The way it moulds to you when
wet… how I’ve wanted to peel it off your body and see if your nipples were
really as large as they looked. Now I
know that they were.” Nathan bent his
head for a taste.
He
delighted at the sumptuous repast in front of him, experimenting with taste and
texture until Kristin was squirming around him. Her fingers stroked his head, urging him to take even more of her
wanting breast into his mouth as she ground her hips down into him again and
again.
Nathan
lost himself in her breasts, almost forgetting that they were joined below,
until she clenched his erection tightly within her and moaned as a shudder
passed though her body.
“Oh
Kristin… you feel… so…” Nathan forced himself to leave the luscious treat
before him as he moved back to the curved bow of her mouth. He captured her lips masterfully; his tongue
demanding and receiving entrance, then proceeded to ravage her mouth with his
own. Strong hands wrapped around her
hips, thumbs on her pelvic bone, fingers splayed across her round bottom as he
set a grueling pace.
Kristin
rode him hard, meeting the pace that he set with joy and abandon. Her heels settled into the sway of his back
and she used her legs as levers to increase her thrusting power. Her moans grew into tiny screams as she felt
her desire crest. Nathan shifted
slightly, his knees pulling up to help support her back. The movement changed his angle of thrust and
Kristin peaked, her body jerking frantically to and fro.
Nathan
pulled his knees up higher and wrapped his arms around her flailing body, not
wanting Kristin to hurt herself but unable to stop his own frantic
thrusting. He came with a roar,
exploding into her as his body began to tremble with the force of his own
release.
*~*~*~*
Nathan wasn’t really aware of losing consciousness until he felt
the cold metal of the deck against his shoulder. He shifted slowly, his body aware for the first time of the major
exertions he’d put it through over the last sixteen hours. He opened one eye slowly and found one deep
brown eye just inches away staring back.
They both smiled.
“Damn, woman! I could kick
myself for not acting on my feelings earlier.
If only I’d known…”
Kristin began to giggle.
“You’d have run like hell if you’d known I had feelings for you. Casual sex you might have handled but
anything more… I don’t think that you were ready until now… at least I hope you
are ready now…” her laughter faded away.
“Kristin, I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t ready. And I am not a casual sex kind of guy. I would never have a one-night stand with a
member of my staff. Hell, before last night
I never thought I’d consider a relationship with anyone I served with but there
is no way in hell that I am giving you up.”
“Admiral Hewes might have other ideas. I’m sure that by now he’s already arranging for my transfer off
of this vessel in anticipation of my impending dismissal.”
“Don’t you listen? I
repeat; there is no way in hell that I am giving you up. You aren’t an officer in the military so
frat rules won’t apply. I can see where
there might be some concern about the two of us having a relationship but we
are both mature enough to separate our working lives and our private
lives. I didn’t want to come back to
this boat. Bill Noyce coerced me into
it. Don’t think for one minute that I
couldn’t walk away. From the second I
stepped through the door last night you became my number one priority.”
“But this boat…”
“This boat is an object.
Yes, I am proud of her. I’m
proud of my involvement in her conception and her birth. I enjoy being her captain. But I let her become an obsession once
before, not waking up to that fact until my son was gone. I love you, Kristin, not this boat.”
Nathan felt his back hit the cool metal as Kristin rolled him over
and climbed on top of him, kissing him wildly.
He answered her kisses but couldn’t help the soft moan of pain that
escaped his lips when a particularly sensitive muscle in his leg began to
cramp.
“What’s wrong?” Kristin
popped up, her doctor persona taking over immediately.
“Nothing… just a little muscle cramp.”
Kristin glanced around them and once again began to giggle. “Wonder if it could have anything to do with
the fact that we are naked and laying on a cold floor? Come on, my captain. Let me help you up.”
She rolled back on her heels, affording Nathan a spectacular view
of damp auburn curls as she stood and held out her hand. The half-smile covering her lips let Nathan
know that she knew exactly what he’d been staring at. A naughty little boy look crossed his face as he grasped her hand
and slowly levered himself off the floor.
“Wanna go back to bed?”
Nathan asked when he stood in front of her, a hopeful look in his eyes.
“Nathan! You must have
made me come… I don’t even know how many times and you want to go back to
bed? You are insatiable.”
“You don’t know the half of it, honey. I don’t have to be on the bridge for over two hours and I know
exactly how I’d like to spend that time.
Otherwise I’m going to be hard as a rock all day just thinking about
you… naked… willing… your nipples all perky… just waiting to be kissed… waiting
for my fingers to touch you here… to feel how wet you are… to taste you…”
“Nathan…” Kristin protested but they both knew it was
half-hearted.
“I’ve got this horrendous muscle spasm… just here… see… and I know
that a gentle massage from a certain doctor would be just the thing to fix me
up.” His hands moved to her shoulders
and pushed, not hard but with enough force to send her flying back onto the
bunk. Nathan dived on top of her, his
fingers moving quickly to work their magic as his mouth silenced any protest
that she might issue. None were
forthcoming.
Kristin wrapped her arms and legs around him and fell back, her
head at the foot of the bed, Nathan heavy on top of her. He burrowed his face into her neck.
“It was eleven times,” he whispered. “You’ve come eleven times.
How about we go for an even dozen?”
*~*~*~*
Nathan surreptitiously adjusted himself one final time before
stepping onto the bridge, a fake smile plastered on his face as his mind
wandered back to his early morning activities.
He swore another silent oath at the clumsy crewman who had slipped and
cut his hand, necessitating Kristin’s quick shower and hasty departure just as
they were beginning to gear up for number twelve.
“Captain,” Nathan turned at the sound of Commander Ford’s
voice. “We weren’t expecting you for
another hour or so. Are you all right?”
“Fine, Commander,” Nathan reassured him. “Just a little bit sore from… yesterday. I’m not used to activity quite that
strenuous.”
“Do you need to report to med bay? I’ll be glad to stand until you return?”
A lusty thought formed in Nathan’s mind but he quickly banished
it, reminding himself that Kristin was busy at the moment. “I’ll go down a little later if the
stiffness doesn’t get better.” He shook
his head slightly to clear the lurid thought that formed at his statement,
willing the sudden reaction from his body to diminish.
The entire bridge crew noticed their captain’s restlessness as
Nathan paced from one station to the next, not really focusing on anything. Most of them had witnessed the race the
previous day and knew that the Captain wasn’t happy about Admiral Hewes
declaring himself the winner. Ortiz,
O’Neill and Hitchcock all expressed their support but Nathan cut them off
kindly, telling them that he felt very good about his performance without
disparaging Hewes.
Nathan was half expecting the call when it came about an hour
later, O’Neill reporting that secretary-general Noyce was demanding to speak
with Nathan immediately, no matter what the hell he was doing. Nathan directed the call to the wardroom and
then disappeared, a look of controlled fury on his face.
*~*~*~*
Kristin looked up as the door to her private lab slid open, half
expecting to see Nathan entering. The
person she wasn’t expecting to see was Charles Hewes but he was the person
standing there. Her fingers gripped the
edge of the desk as one finger covertly pressed the com button.
“Admiral, can I help you?”
She asked pleasantly, determined not to let him see her uneasiness.
Hewes closed the door firmly behind him.
“What in the hell are you playing at, doctor? You led me on intentionally.”
“I’m sorry if you thought that, Admiral but I assure you that I
was not leading you on. You expressed
interest in my research and I…”
“I expressed interest in you, you bitch! You knew exactly what I was doing and you let me. Did Bridger put you up to it? That’s it, isn’t it? The two of you plotted together to make me
look like an idiot.”
“I don’t know what you are talking about, Admiral but I assure you
that Captain Bridger and I have done nothing to…”
“Liar!” Kristin flinched
instinctively as Hewes’ hand crashed down on the desk beside her. She backed away, trying to maneuver around
him but within moments he had her trapped against the wall.
*~*~*~*
O’Neill’s head popped up suddenly, his eyes wide as his hand
pushed the earphone closer to his head.
“Something wrong, Mr. O’Neill?”
Commander Ford asked, noticing the sudden change in O’Neill’s posture.
“I’m not sure, sir… oh…” O’Neill’s fingers suddenly began to fly
over his keyboard then Ford heard him speak.
“I’m sorry, sir… I know you are very busy but… Captain! You need to hear this, NOW!”
O’Neill threw another switch as Ford moved toward his station.
“Mr. O’Neill?” Tim held up
his hand to Ford then began to speak.
“Yes, Captain. I’m doing that
right now… I will sir.”
Before Ford had time to question O’Neill again the sound of
pounding feet resounded across the deck and he turned to see Bridger in the
outer corridor running away from the wardroom, making for the stairs.
“What’s going on, Mr. O’Neill?”
“I’m sorry, sir. I can’t
say. Captain’s orders.”
*~*~*~*
“You led me on intentionally, planning on making me look like a
fool. I was stupid enough to believe
that he wasn’t sleeping with you. Oh
no… the great Bridger wouldn’t become involved with one of his crew.” Hewes continued sarcastically, one hand
pinning Kristin’s shoulder brutally against the wall. “But then I saw you this morning.”
“You had no right!”
“You didn’t think I would just walk away after hearing a man’s
voice in your cabin, did you? I stood
at that window and watched while that bastard…”
Kristin tried to block the sound of his voice as Hewes described
what Nathan had done to her that morning, his crudeness making a beautiful act
seem ugly.
“You should have been more discerning about who you spread your
legs for! I could have helped your
career so much more than Bridger could.
Hell… I might still do it for the right price. Let’s see if you are as good as you look.”
“NO! Stop it! Don’t touch me!”
“That isn’t what you were telling Bridger this morning, is
it? Seemed to me like you were doing
all you could to lead him on.”
Kristin twisted her face away as Hewes tried to kiss her, pushed against
him as his hand grabbed the neckline of her cotton tee shirt and yanked,
ripping the front apart.
*~*~*~*
Nathan jumped the last four stairs and hit the deck running;
praying that he could get to Kristin in time.
Nathan had been furious when O’Neill interrupted the massive argument
that he’d been having with Noyce but had quickly forgiven him. The words he’d heard pouring out over the
intercom chilled him to the bone. The
sound of a fist hitting metal had done worse, sending him off at a run, unwilling
to wait for the maglev. He had to get
to Kristin before Hewes could hurt her.
Nathan slammed the door to Kristin’s lab open and flew into the
room, fists raised in readiness. His
ears were immediately filled with the sound of groaning. Kristin flew across the room and into his
arms as he stared at Hewes, kneeling on the floor in pain, his arms clutched
between his legs.
“Are you okay, sweetheart?”
Nathan asked, his hands running over Kristin’s body as if to reassure
himself of that fact.
“I’m okay… I think. I was
so scared. I couldn’t believe that he…”
Kristin’s words were cut off as Nathan crushed her to his body and buried his
face in her hair.
“And to think that I was worried that I’d been too forceful with
you last night. Now I know. You’d have flattened me if I’d been out of
line.” Nathan whispered in her ear, his
shoulders shaking with suppressed laughter.
“You’d better believe it.”
The sound of movement behind them pulled them slightly apart. Hewes had managed to stagger to his feet and
was staring at them venomously.
“You’ll pay for this, Bridger.
I’ve already called Noyce. You
may think he’s your friend but he can’t ignore this blatant misconduct. You’ll both be off this boat so fast…”
“This may come as a surprise to you, Hewes, but I don’t give a
rat’s ass. How dare you try to use your
rank to intimidate Kristin into your bed!
You don’t think I’m going to let you get away with this do you?”
“What exactly are you going to do? It will be your word against mine. After I spread the word about that little scene I witnessed this
morning no one will believe anything she says against me.”
The sound of a voice clearing could be heard behind them. All three faces swung around to stare at the
small view screen in the corner. Two of
the faces were surprised but Nathan just smiled.
“Hi, Bill. Did you get all
that?”
“Not everything but certainly enough to understand the
situation. Uhm… might I suggest that
you lend the good doctor your shirt, Nathan.”
Nathan glanced at Kristin’s chest, realizing for the first time
that Hewes had ripped her shirt open.
She hadn’t worn a bra that morning due to the extreme sensitivity of her
nipples and a great deal of silky white flesh was visible between the
split. Kristin grabbed the edges and
held them together until Nathan could strip his shirt off and throw it over her
shoulders.
“You son of a bitch!”
Nathan advanced on Hewes, his anger rising. “She said no! Were you
going to rape her? Do you hate me so
much that you’d do that to her just to get back at me? You are such a bastard!”
Kristin screamed as Hewes swung at Nathan’s face. Bridger quickly deflected the blow.
“Bill, I quit!” He yelled
at the viewscreen, his fist flying toward Hewes’ stomach.
“Resignation accepted!” Bill yelled back just milliseconds before Hewes doubled over,
Nathan’s knuckles planted firmly in his gut.
As he fell forward, his chin met Nathan’s other fist on its way up and
he landed on the deck, a small stream of blood flooding from his lip.
Nathan pulled Kristin behind him at the sound of pounding feet in
the corridor. Moments later three large
security guards burst through the door, Chief Crocker right behind them.
“Chief, I’d like for you to escort the Admiral back to his
quarters and post a guard to see that he remains there until we arrive in
port.”
Crocker inclined his head and two of the men moved to pull Hewes
to his feet. “I’ll take care of it,
Captain. Everything okay here?”
Nathan curled his arm around Kristin’s shoulder. “Everything is fine. Tell Commander Ford that he has the bridge
and I’m not to be disturbed.”
He led Kristin out of the room.
“Get your hands off of me!
That’s an order! I’ll have you
thrown out of the navy if you don’t let me go!”
Crocker motioned his men back but took a firm grip on Hewes arm
himself. “I’m sorry, sir, but you are
going to have to come with us.”
Hewes tried to shake Crocker’s hand away but the older man held
firm. “Please don’t make this any more
difficult, Admiral. Go with my men.”
“Charles…” Noyce’s voice sounded from the viewscreen. “Don’t make this any worse on yourself. Allow these men to follow their captain’s
orders.”
Hewes snarled smugly. “He
quit. You accepted his
resignation. He has no authority to
order these men around!”
“Upon further reflection I have decided to reverse my decision to
accept Captain Bridger’s resignation.
Chief Crocker, you may continue.”
*~*~*~*
Once they reached his quarters Nathan pushed Kristin onto the bunk
and moved back to secure the door. He
placed a call to the bridge and asked Ford to take his duty shift then called
med bay and told Levin that Kristin wouldn’t be coming in. Once he’d done all of these things he pulled
Kristin up from the bunk and stripped his shirt off of her, the torn tee shirt
quickly following it.
She was surprised when he turned her away from him and began to
run his fingers over her back.
“What are you doing, Nathan?”
“I’m making sure that you are okay. He caused these bruises, didn’t he?” Nathan’s fingers trailed lightly over the shoulder that Hewes had
slammed to the wall. “I know that I
caused this mark and this one over here but he did this.”
Kristin turned slightly, grabbed his hand and drew his fingers to
her lips. She brushed them lightly and
whispered. "I’m okay. I promise.
The bruises will fade and you arrived before he could do anything else.”
“You’d already taken care of him.
You didn’t need me.”
Kristin turned to face him.
“Don’t you ever say that I don’t need you, Nathan Bridger. I handled him, but he could have very easily
overpowered me at any point. You
shouldn’t have hit him, though. You are
going to get in a lot of trouble over that.”
Nathan grinned. “You’re
worried about me? Don’t be. That was a very smart thing that you did,
hitting the intercom button. O’Neill
was scanning the channels and he picked up on the uneasiness in your
voice. He interrupted my conversation
with Noyce…”
“You were talking to the secretary? It was about us wasn’t it?
I knew that man would make trouble.”
“Yes, Hewes had called Bill and the good secretary and I were
having a rather heated argument when we were interrupted. I told Tim to discretely transfer Noyce down
to your lab then I ran like hell to get to you.”
“What did Noyce say to you?”
“A lot of things that I wouldn’t care to repeat. But beneath the pompous ass bureaucrat
exterior I think that he might just be slightly happy for me. He thinks that if I have you I won’t abandon
everything for my island again.”
“And would you?”
“In a heartbeat. Of course
you’d be going with me. That’s not a
bad idea. Will you come to my island
with me, Kristin? Just for a
visit? It’s a little primitive but it’s
really beautiful. You wouldn’t even
have to wear clothes!”
“That alone is plenty of incentive if it means you wouldn’t be
wearing clothes either.” Kristin’s hand
stroked Nathan’s firm abdomen.
“Uhm… clothing is definitely optional… so why don’t we lose
some?” Nathan’s had Kristin’s jeans
halfway to her knees before she even realized he’d unfastened them. She froze beneath his touch.
“Kris… baby? Did he… did
Hewes… touch you?”
“No… but he… he watched us this morning… through the window of my
door. He… he made it sound so…
dirty. He took one of the most
beautiful things that I’ve ever experienced and made it sound dirty and cheap.”
Nathan swore softly then released Kristin and moved to his
door. She watched with interest as he
worked a thin piece of metal over the clear opening.
“Captain’s prerogative,” he told her as he moved back to her
side. “Now absolutely no one can see
what is happening in here. And nothing
is going to happen unless you want it to.”
“Of course I want… but if you’d heard… oh, God! O’Neill… he must have heard. And Noyce…” Kristin’s face sank into her
hands as she blushed beet red.
Nathan moved to the com link and placed a call to the bridge. “Mr. O’Neill, I want to thank you for your
help.”
“Yes sir. You are welcome
sir. I hope that Dr. Westphalen is all
right?”
“I’m fine, Tim.” Kristin replied.
“And I want to thank you as well.”
“Tim, I know that you must have heard some things…”
“There was a lot of static on the line, sir. I lost entire lines of conversation and I
know that Secretary Noyce did as well.
Not enough that we couldn’t tell what Admiral Hewes intentions were
but…”
Nathan smiled and shook his head.
“Thank you for your discretion, Mr. O’Neill. It won’t be forgotten.”
He cut the link then turned to look at Kristin. “So do you feel better now?”
Kristin smiled and shimmied her hips, sending her jeans quickly to
the floor. She toed her shoes off then
kicked the entire clump of clothing toward Nathan as she sat back on the edge
of the bunk.
“That helps but I know something that might help even more. I think we should work on that interrupted
number twelve.” She crooked her index
finger at Nathan then pointed at his pants.
“Lose those first.”
“Yes ma’am!” Nathan
grinned as he quickly disposed of his remaining clothing and moved toward the
bunk.
Kristin reached a hand out to lightly caress his growing member,
smiling as it leapt in beneath her touch.
She stroked the hard length with one hand while her free thumb and
forefinger rubbed across the satiny head, paying special attention to the sensitive
patch underneath. Nathan moaned when
Kristin leaned forward slightly and kissed the now red tip, her lips slipping
around him to lick and suck it.
Nathan stood silently as Kristin continued her ministrations until
he was rock solid then pulled away. She
whimpered in protest but he caught her lips with his and kissed her thoroughly
while he shifted them until they were lying side by side in the bunk.
As the kiss ended they pulled slightly apart and stared at each
other with smiles on their faces.
Nathan softly brushed his fingers across the line of her cheek.
“I love you,” he whispered.
“I love you,” she whispered back.
“What we did together this morning was one of the most beautiful
things that I’ve ever experienced in my life.
Don’t let that bastard’s words ruin such a wonderful moment.”
Kristin nodded. “It was
beautiful… I just wish that he hadn’t…”
“Shh.” Nathan’s fingers
touched her lips, both quieting and caressing the tender flesh. “He can’t do that again. We are all alone here… just the two of
us. No one can see in.”
“So what did you have in mind, my captain?” Kristin’s fingers began to play in the light
covering of grey hair covering his chest, her nails raking over his puckered
nipples.
“I’m going to make you forget about the things he said to
you. I am going to kiss every inch of
your body. I’m going to love you slowly
and thoroughly until all you can think about is the joy and pleasure that our
loving brings.”
“I’m not complaining but you realize that if you do that I’m going
to have to stay here for a long time. I
could barely walk this morning and after that…”
An evil grin crossed Nathan’s lips. “That’s the plan, sweetheart, that’s the plan.”
Nathan began his quest by kissing the pulsing hollow at the base
of Kristin’s throat while his hands worked across her skin, his delicate touch
igniting already sensitive nerve endings.
Kristin’s fingers splayed across his back as she traced the rigid
muscles in his shoulders.
Gradually Nathan worked his way lower, using his tongue to trace
the full swell of first one breast and then the other. He flicked his tongue across the pointed
aureole but resisted Kristin’s attempts to push more of the quivering mound
into his mouth.
“Nathan!” She
protested.
Kristin felt his answering grin against her abdomen as he deliberately
worked his way lower, not a single inch of flesh left untouched by his nibbling
lips and stroking tongue. She raised
her hips, begging for his touch as he explored her upper thighs but once again
Nathan contented himself with a light brush across her nest of curls before
continuing his descent down one shapely leg.
Kristin had never thought about her toes being an erogenous zone
but the feel of Nathan’s mouth sucking them one by one proved that they
definitely were. Every pull of his
mouth sent a bolt of fire straight to her damp core.
“Please…”
The word left her lips as a gasp, not much louder than a whisper
but Nathan heard and understood how anxious she was becoming.
“Soon, my love. Just relax
and enjoy.”
Nathan moved to the other foot and repeated his caresses, much to
Kristin’s delight and chagrin. By the
time he began to work his way back up her inner calf, her fingers were wrapped
in the sheet beneath them, her back arched as her body sought relief for the
exquisite torture Nathan was inflicting on her.
A sigh escaped Kristin’s mouth as Nathan finally reached her inner
thighs. Her legs fell further apart as
she anticipated his touch, her own hand straying up her side to cup her breast
and thumb the wanting peak. Then Nathan
stopped.
A cry of frustration escaped Kristin’s lips as she forced her head
up to look at her lover. Nathan was
staring intently at her inner thighs with a smile on his face.
“I did this to you… I’m sorry…” his thumbs lightly stroked the
small bruises on each leg where he had kissed so vigourously the night before.
“I’m not… sorry I mean.
What you did… what you do is wonderful… the way you make me feel… I’ve
never felt like this before. All I have
to do is think about you and I’m wet.”
Nathan placed an easy kiss on each abrasion. “I’ve marked you. You’re mine… now and always.”
His thumbs pulled her silken folds apart and his mouth closed possessively
around her swollen sex. “Mine!” The murmured word vibrated through Kristin’s
heated flesh causing her to surge against the tongue licking her heated flesh.
He lovingly caressed her damp cleft, his mouth slowly sucking each
engorged lip inside for his tongue to lave before returning to the growing bud
atop them. His ears savoured the tiny
sex noises emerging from deep in Kristin’s throat as her pleasure grew with his
every touch. His eyes were locked
forward, staring at Kristin’s hand as it unconsciously worked her breast,
loving the sight of his love touching herself above while he loved her below.
Nathan worked a single thick finger down her folds, coating it
with her moisture before he gently pushed the tip inside. He instantly felt the clasp of Kristin’s
inner muscles grip, coaxing him to push further. He pushed deeper, his finger making a circular motion around her
sheath as he advanced inward. Soon a
second finger joined the first… then a third.
Kristin’s hips began to rock beneath Nathan, a silent invitation
for him to increase his attentions. He
felt her knees pull up beside him and her feet slide up his thighs to rub his
firm butt cheeks. He stretched his
fingers to the limit within her until the tip of the longest one barely brushed
the tip of her cervix.
“Oh… God!” Kristin came
immediately; the words wrenched from her lips as her body began to spasm with
the force of her release. Nathan sucked
her clit even harder, his teeth carefully nipping the distended flesh, which
caused a second, even more intense climax to wash over her just moments after
the first.
Kristin’s foot slipped off his butt to rest between his legs, the
intensity of her orgasm pulling the limb tight against his heavy balls. His erection surged into the mattress
beneath him due to the pressure and Nathan felt the overwhelming need to come
himself. He reluctantly pulled his
mouth away from Kristin’s dark pink juncture as he struggled to calm him self.
Once the edge had dropped away he opened his eyes to find Kristin
smiling and holding her arms out to him.
Nathan pressed his body into hers and slid slowly upward, his hands
propelling him while he savoured the feel of Kristin’s pliant flesh beneath
him. He paused at her breasts, taking
more time on his return trip to feast on their offerings. Her nipples were already peaked but as
Nathan loved them they grew even more distended. When he finally left Kristin’s breasts in search of her mouth
Nathan could feel the aroused tips drilling into his chest.
“Hi,” Kristin whispered when Nathan had settled into her embrace
and locked his arms around her shoulders.
“Hi yourself.”
They shared a tongue-tangling kiss, Kristin moaning at the tang of
her essence in Nathan’s mouth.
“That was… extraordinary.
How did you get so good at that?”
Nathan grinned. “When I
have a gorgeous body like this for inspiration? Oh baby, you taste… you taste like heaven. I can’t get enough of you.” His head dipped for another kiss.
One soft arm slipped up to secure Nathan’s head to hers while
Kristin’s other hand slid playfully down his side to his hip. She wiggled the hand between their flushed
bodies and took him in hand, awed once again at the amazing combination of silk
and steel on his arousal. Nathan thrust
into her hand as she worked the sensitive crown with the circle of her thumb
and forefinger until she felt a surge of moisture escape the slit. His thighs began to quiver.
Kristin felt the tenseness rise in Nathan’s body and pushed his
hard member into her waiting entrance, sighing as he slowly eased his very tip
inside her warmth. She pushed up to
meet him.
Nathan pushed up on his elbows and captured Kristin’s face with
his hands, staring at her intently as he painstakingly pushed deeper,
inch-by-inch, until he was buried inside her.
They stayed locked together, unmoving for long moments as their
eyes spoke for them before Kristin’s tongue darted out to wet her lower
lip. Nathan groaned and swooped down to
capture her mouth, his lips taking possession of hers with a vengeance.
Nathan began to rock his hips against Kristin’s, setting a slow
but satisfying rhythm designed to continue and expand her pleasure. She sighed into his mouth as her hands
drifted down the sway of his back to cup his firm bottom. Pointed peaks drilled into his chest as
Kristin arched beneath him, her body straining for even closer contact.
Nathan pushed himself up on his hands to give himself better
control as he continued his steady pace, smiling at his lover as he watched
desire build in her eyes. Her hands
released his butt and traveled around his hips, her fingertips caressing his
moving member before trailing slowly up his abdomen to rest on his chest. Not an inch of tanned flesh was left
uncovered as Kristin explored, tracing the line of ridged muscles, pinching his
aroused nipples, teasing among his soft chest hair.
“You have amazing hands,” Nathan whispered to her as he thrust
down.
“You have amazing everything,” Kristin answered as she thrust up.
With Nathan’s next thrust Kristin clenched her inner muscles
around his arousal. He gasped at the
increase in friction as he withdrew. He
dropped back to his elbows but didn’t change his pace.
“That was naughty,” Kristin just grinned at Nathan’s admonition
and repeated the clench. He
groaned. “I’m not gonna last much
longer if you keep doing that.”
“Then move faster,” Kristin pulled his face down until she could
whisper in his ear. “I need all of
you.”
Nathan obliged her request and increased the pace, quickly
bringing their passion to a higher level.
Kristin’s body began to twist beneath him, her fingernails digging into
his shoulders.
“Yes… right there… harder… oh, please, Nathan! More…”
Nathan shifted his arms down, first one and then the other,
wrapping them around Kristin’s thighs and forcing her legs higher until they
were hooked over his shoulders. Once
she was comfortable against him Nathan began to thrust again, his pace much
faster than previously. Kristin groaned
as Nathan penetrated deeper and deeper.
Just when Kristin was about to peak Nathan abruptly changed his
pace, first stopping then restarting his movements with slow even strokes once
again. Kristin bucked against him
frantically.
“That wasn’t fair…” Kristin whispered; her eyes closing as Nathan
surged into her once more. “I was
ready…”
“This time you’ll be even more ready. Just relax and concentrate on your body… on the feelings coursing
through you… on the touch of my hand… the feel of my lips...”
“But you…”
“I’m gonna come with you, sweetheart… I swear.” Nathan punctuated his words with another
thrust of his hips, his lips trailing down Kristin’s throat.
Kristin forced her eyes open to stare at Nathan, almost
overwhelmed by the love she saw shining out at her from his deep blue
orbs. Her hands stretched back down his
body to cup his bottom, pushing him to increase his rhythm.
He felt his orgasm begin, pleasure bubbling up inside him as the
first drops of moisture flew from his staff.
His mouth grabbed the rosy tip bouncing below and locked around it,
pulling the tender flesh into his mouth roughly as he bit down.
Kristin screamed as her body went rigid then trembled beneath his
as she came hard. The warmth of
Nathan’s seed splashing repeatedly against her womb only increased her
excitement as her body strained to milk every drop of his juice from him.
They fell to the bed exhausted, Nathan rolling slightly so that
they were cradled side by side as Kristin lowered her legs and threaded them
through Nathan’s. He rained soft kisses
over her forehead as they struggled to control their breathing. Finally Kristin opened her eyes and looked
up at him.
“Damn!” Nathan laughed.
“Yeah… me too… Thank you…”
“That was so… beautiful.”
“Will it always be this good?”
“As far as I’m concerned.
You inspire me… the way your face looks as you climax… the way you gasp
my name… those sexy little sounds you make in the back of your throat. Oh yes, I promise you I’m going to spend the
rest of my life doing everything I can to keep that look on your face.”
Kristin snuggled into his side as a yawn escaped her lips.
“I’m sorry,” she murmured.
“Don’t be… it’s not like we got a lot of sleep last night.” Nathan pulled them into a more comfortable
position and pulled the blanket over them.
“Are you sure that everything is okay? I don’t want Hewes to try to hurt you…”
“Everything is fine.” Nathan reassured her. “Bill knows what he tried to do to you. I think that Hewes is done in the UEO navy.”
“So what happens now?”
“Now? We get some sleep
then we wake up and then…” Nathan pushed his hips against Kristin’s leg. “…we try for number fourteen… no fifteen.”
Kristin laughed. “That
isn’t what I meant and you know it. You
know as well as I do what this whole damned boat thinks we are doing in here
right now.”
“Well they’d be right wouldn’t they?” Nathan grinned.
“Stop that!” Kristin
couldn’t help but smile at her love.
“Do we continue this or…”
“Not continuing is not an option so don’t even go there. We continue… discretely while we are on the
boat and flagrantly once we get on land.
When we get to Pearl and get rid of that bastard you and I are going to
find the biggest bed on the island and make love on every inch of it. When we are done… we are going to get
dressed, get on an airplane, fly to my island for a week minimum, and lose the
clothes then make love in every imaginable place there.”
“Umm… and then?”
“Then… we might come back to the boat where we will once again
continue… discretely of course.”
“Might?”
“If I can actually be persuaded to let you put clothes back on
then yes… otherwise we’ll just turn the island into our own private nudist
colony.”
“That sounds nice,” Kristin trailed a fingernail down the center
of Nathan’s chest. “Clothes are
definitely a hindrance when you are around.”
“I’ve got another idea… when we get back… why don’t you move in
here with me?”
Kristin pushed her self up.
“Move in… here… both of us? The
crew…”
“Like you said… they know what we are doing. Why try to hide it? I love you and I want you with me all the
time. As long as we aren’t blatant… no
wild sex on the bridge in the middle of first watch… I don’t think the crew
would mind. We just need to make sure
that our private life doesn’t interfere with our professional life.”
“We are going to disagree… you know that we won’t see eye to eye
on every issue.”
“We don’t see eye to eye on every issue now. I don’t expect that to change. But we need to make a pact that work stays
at work. We don’t let it into our
personal lives.”
“Do you really think that’s possible?”
“If we try hard enough… one thing is for sure. Life won’t be boring. What do you say?”
“If you’re sure… I say you’ve got yourself a roommate.”
Nathan pulled her closer as they shared a loving kiss. Kristin snuggled into his shoulder as
another yawn escaped.
“Sleep now, my love,” Nathan whispered tenderly. They snuggled together and drifted off into a
peaceful sleep.
~fin
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