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Healing
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Copyright D.A. Ignatius 1993
DarkNites : Healing
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The curtains fluttered in the soft breeze. The air smelt of rain and wet grass. Jonathan shifted in is sleep and turned over onto his stomach. One arms groped and found cool sheets, something that puzled his sleeping mind and drew it back to consciousness. After his eyes drifted open, he lay still fr a moment trying to figure out what had woken him.
Kat. He sat up, his eyes adjusting to the darkness as he searched the room for her. The curtains rufled in a particularly strong surge of wind and he automatically looked over. Hidden among the white otton, Kat sat on the window seat, with one arm out the window, letting the summer rain flow over it
Jonathan lay back down and regarded her. The sadness emanating from her was palpable. Again he felt uilty. He should know how to help her but he didn't. Katerina had withdrawn after the double funeraland he couldn't reach her anymore. A touch of panic ripped through him. He was losing her and he waspowerless to stop it. All the success, all the money wouldn't help him now.. And then the indomitabl part of him awoke. He might have to lose her, but it wouldn't be without a fight. He threw back thecovers and went to her.
"Kat.."
Her head swung around towards him. She looked so tired and very small, wrapped up in her robe.
"I couldn't sleep. And it was raining so I had to watch it.." Jonathan sat opposite her on the seat."You were thinking about your parents.."
She nodded, leaning her head back against the wall and looking out the window, with a remote look inher eyes. Jonathan winced. He had come to hate that look with a passion. So dead, it had nothing of he woman he loved in it. He snapped.
"I've had it!", he growled, reaching forwards and hauling her into his arms. The shock in her eyes ws laughable in the split second before she was crushed against his chest. "I want you back, Kat." Hegave her a not too gentle shake. "Now!"
She took the wind out of his sails with a single sniffle. The sob that came after that floored him. hame flooded through him over the way he was treating her. The woman had lost both her parents in a ingle day for God's sake, he snarled at himself bitterly. And then there was no more time for self-rcriminations because all hell broke loose on his shoulder.
She felt like she was coming apart in his arms. Dry, heaving sobs that seemed to be ripped out from omeplace deep inside her and hurt like hell. Her hands dug into him painfully as she held on, tryingto stop the horrible sobs. She could barely breathe and what air managed to get in seemed to burn he lungs. And every time she thought the tempest was dying, something seemed to set it off again. Jonahan hung on to her determinedly all through it, rocking her and murmuring endearments into her ear util at last the pain of her raw throat brought the storm to a halt. Thankfully, he didn't let go the and perhaps in that moment, he became a pillar to replace the two that had been knocked out from uner her. Not alone anymore..
The rain pattered down rhythmically, as they huddled together that way for a while. At last when shepulled away, she said the last thing he expected to hear.
"Make love to me.."
"What?", he asked cautiously, not believing he had hear right.
"Please, Jon. Help me to forget for a while..", she replied with a look of quiet desperation in her yes.
Jon's mind raced. Help me, he sent up a silent prayer. Don't let me hurt her..
His lips settled on her delicately, softly questing. She lay in his arms passively, without even a gimmer of a response. Jonathan let his instincts guide him, kissing her with all the feelings he feltfor her, hoping that that was enough.. And then suddenly, her arms wound slowly around his neck and er lips were answering his. Hesitantly, as if for the first time. And the curtains flowed around the.
He shifted her into his lap and then stood, with her in his arms. A moment later, he was lowering he onto the bed and then he was flush against her. Her eyes fluttered shut as his lips found her forehad. Softly, he rained butterfly kisses over her face, each delicate and almost worshipful. Then he tansferred his attention to one hand, planting a slow kiss on its back and later a deep one on the midle of her sensitive palm. Tears stung at the back of Katerina's eyes. The gentleness was so wonderfl it hurt..
"I love you.", he whispered and she nearly broke down and cried. The draining loneliness she had bee living with for weeks receded slowly but surely. She drew in a gasping breath to answer him. "Jonatan, I love you too. I always have.." A wave of pure relief washed over him. He didn't know what he wuld have done if she hadn't answered him.. He kissed her like he had never kissed anyone in his life and for the first time in a long time, she responded for real..
Oh God, she loved his touch. Gentle yet knowing. He knew exactly what she loved now. Now his hands gided over her skin, caressing here, nipping there. Her nipples between his fingers practically glowe with sensation. Then his lips replaced them, his tongue rasping against the delicate tissue throughher thin robe. Kat moaned softly, arching her back to release the tightness in her torso. Slow, he mved so slow. The room blurred a little, as blood rushed from her head to everywhere else. The sound f the rain intensified as the night took on a dreamlike quality. As if from far away, he drew her roe to her waist and flicked her other nipple with his tongue. The sharp jolt brought her back to realty. Her mind refocused.
Katerina drew Jonathan back up to her. She needed to be kissed, she needed to be loved. And he did. e didn't leave again for a while. Her robe wound up as an cream puddle on the carpet. Her panties folowed, together with his briefs. His dark tan twined with her pale skin as the dim light from outsid cast silver highlights over their flowing bodies.
He started moving over her, using the slide of his skin on hers to arouse and tantalize. She respondd, whispering the endearments she now felt free to say. He was here, he was alive and she was so gla he was here. Alive.. Thank God, she felt alive again! Her hands roamed greedily over his body, redicovering every muscle, every sinew with her fingertips. When was the last time that she had told himthat he was beautiful?
He smiled when she told him that. No matter how many times she said it, he never really believed it. And somehow that endeared him even more to her. He whispered that the first time he saw her, he hadnearly dropped his wineglass. She smiled radiantly and said that she had noticed...
He slid down her body slowly, tasting every inch of her. The light fragrance of her soap, the innateflavor of her body exotic in the extreme. When his tongue traced the line of her thigh, she shivered longing for the feel of him inside her. She told him so.. I can't wait tonight darling, please.
He moved her on her side and slipped behind her. He snuggled up against her, his chest to her back ad lifted up one of her legs to prop it on his hip. His hand moved in between her thighs and found he clitoris. He started to rub it delicately in circles, exactly the way she loved it.. Kat made a soud deep in her throat and half-twisted to bury her face in her pillow. And then he guided his cock tothe wetness waiting for him...
Kat arched against him with a silent moan as the blunt tip of his cock spread apart her inner lips ad forced its way into her wet vagina. Slowly, ever so slowly he pushed. Closing her eyes, she could eel every muscle inside stretch, feel every millimeter of his skin rub against her sensitive entranc. The motion of his fingers on her clit as well as the pressure inside her worked up a tight, throbbng tension and a strange kind of madness that came from the very slowness of the whole thing. A strog longing to push up at him and an equal desire to be made to wait for her pleasure..
She bit her lip as her inner muscles started tensing up. She heard him moan with pleasure because ofthe increased tightness but she didn't open her eyes. She had already felt the faint throbbing that eralded the arrival of her orgasm. He felt it too because he thrust in all the way in a surge of powr. Kat thrust her hips back up at him with a strangled cry as the tension snapped within her. One saisfying grind, another and another and then she was tossing her head, moaning softly. Another strongthrust and her climax intensified, flowing into another one. Her inner muscles clenched and throbbedaround his shift shaft, until his body was jerking and he was groaning her name as he buried himselfeven more deeply inside her..
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The rain continued to fall, the soft drumming soothing them both to sleep. And not once in that entie night did he let go of her.
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