Sinking down into the hot water with a sigh, Nikita allowed herself to slump back against the bathtub, trailing fingers through the frothy bubbles, and closed her eyes, her head falling back as she draped her arms over the side of the tub. She'd been to posh restaurants and elegant dinner parties but none of them could match the simple pleasure of a hot bubble bath to loosen the muscles and chase away the day's tensions...

A tiny drop of cold water splashed onto her hand and she cracked open one eye to stare in surprise at Michael standing beside the bathtub, a glass of wine held in one hand, regarding her with that intense look of his, the look that made her want to curl up in his lap, purring all the while. The look that made her bones melt and heat pool in the very center of her, that brought to her mind images of the two of them locked in a primal union. A look that sent a shiver through her as well, so passionate and...hungry...as if he wished he could consume her...

"Michael...I didn't hear you come in..." She shifted in the tub, sinking down a little in the tub in an absurd attempt at modesty--as if he had never seen her naked before, had never run those strong yet gentle hands over her, talented fingers mapping every pore and crevice, as if that sensual mouth had not explored every part of her--

Silently he extended the glass to her and she took it, gulping down half of it to distract herself from her thoughts. God, he was like a drug and as impossible to kick--the more you had, the more you wanted-- *needed*--

He slipped out of his jacket and folded it neatly to lay it on the floor, the black Tshirt he wore underneath it molding perfectly to his lean torso, and with wineglass in hand, Nikita watched him as he took the washcloth she'd laid across the rim of the tub, dipping it into the water. Trailing it slowly through the water and to one pink-nailed foot, his other hand dipping into the water to lift her foot up so that he could run the washcloth over it in a soothing caress.

"How did the mission go?" asked Nikita, trying to ignore the effect he was having on her.

His hand slid up her calf and she found herself stretching one long leg out, the washcloth moving slowly and inexorably up the length of her leg, passing over her knee and sliding inward. His eyes met hers, the cool turned smoldering, his voice soft as he said, "I don't want to talk about Section." Stroked the washcloth in lazy circles on the skin of her inner thigh and she shuddered as the cloth brushed past the core of her, her hips instinctually rising a little in search of contact. Gently he nudged her knees apart, laying the washcloth on flat stomach and sliding it far too slowly down...

She gasped as his hand splayed across her core, the washcloth a thin shield between them, and sank her teeth into her lower lip as one finger pressed the washcloth into her, stabbing gently at her. A second finger to join the first, teasing her, and her muscles trembled as she tried to resist the impulse to clamp her thighs around his hand, to rub herself against him.

And then the washcloth was gone, his fingers now against her heated flesh, a thumb rubbing her even as a finger delved into her. His head dipped so that his mouth could capture hers and his other hand lifted to caress one breast even as he continued to stroke one finger and then two in and out of her.

Breaking off the kiss, she grasped a handful of his Tshirt and growled, "In the tub. Now."

With a smile, he let his fingers slide out of her, caressing her in parting, and straightened, Nikita rising as well. Still dressed he stepped into the tub and Nikita reached out to tear belt free of its loops and toss it aside, tugging pants open to free the glorious length of him. He sank down onto his knees before her, lifting her up to settle her over him, and she moaned as he went into her, legs wrapping around his waist to pull him deeper into her. Unmindful of the splash of water over the rim of the tub and onto the floor as they began to move in urgent need...

The End

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