Natasha's Awakening (53 page)

Natasha couldn’t say anything but stare in shock at Eric. Guilt lanced through her for having accused him of rape. “I’m sorry Eric, I should never have said that to you. I was just upset and we’d been fighting, I hated that I could respond even just a little after what was happening with us.” She tried to explain. “Maybe I should have just come out and told you I wanted us to make love, but I don’t have that kind of confidence. I’m no good at seducing you, I don’t even know how. I thought if I tried to tease you with glimpses of my breasts and bent over in front of you that you would get the message.”

Eric groaned. “Dammit Natasha, I thought you were just trying to make me suffer for what I’d done to you. So now we’ve established that I want you and you want me but that doesn’t change anything. I won’t put your health or the health of our babies at risk.” He said, tension clearly visible in his eyes.

Natasha walked over to him lifting her hands to his chest. “Eric, stop being such a fool. I’m not sick anymore. Women can have sex while they’re pregnant and before I left the hospital I asked the doctor about it and he said there was no reason why we couldn’t have sex if I wasn’t feeling sick. So now it’s up to you. Will it be you or the Jack Rabbit?” She asked.

Nervously Natasha waited to see what Eric would do. Was he going to reject her or finally give in and give them what they both wanted? She could see the battle going on in his mind as he looked down at her. Finally she pulled back from him. “Well, while you’re thinking about it, I need the bathroom.” And she walked away from him and closed the door to the ensuite.

After taking care of business she stood looking at herself in the mirror. Her eyes showed the nervous tension that was running through her body. She wasn’t good at this sort of thing. She didn’t know how to seduce Eric but maybe if she hit him over the head figuratively with what she wanted, perhaps he’d finally get the message.

Before she could over think the idea that popped into her head, Natasha stripped out of her clothes and once she was naked, she stood looking at herself in the mirror from every angle, wondering if what she was seeing would be enough to tempt him. She placed her hands over her rounded stomach and hoped that Eric would find her blossoming baby bump attractive and not be turned off by it. She applied some perfume to her wrists and neck and with one last check of her appearance and a couple of deep breaths to try and stop the trembling of her lips, she opened the bathroom door and stepped back out into the bedroom.

For a moment when she walked into the room, Natasha thought he’d gone until she noticed him standing out on the terrace that ran along the length of the master bedroom. Her footsteps were silent on the thick, plush carpet as she slowly approached him. Eric appeared to be deep in thought and unaware of her presence until she was almost right behind him. Just before she could reach out and touch him, he turned and Natasha noticed how tormented his eyes looked before he saw her.

Standing before him naked, she had a moment of wondering what the hell she was doing and she braced herself for his rejection. Eric’s eyes travelled down the length of her and he closed his eyes, stepping back until he hit the handrail of the terrace. Natasha’s heart sank at his reaction. He was rejecting her. Her eyes filled with tears and she turned back inside, hurrying to get to the bathroom before she made an even big a fool of herself and broke down.

She had only taken a few steps back inside when Eric’s strong hand closed around her arm halting her and she was spun around and pulled against his hard chest. His other hand tangled in her hair and he tugged her head back, tilting her face up to him. When he saw the tears on her cheeks, his gaze softened and he groaned softly before his lips came crashing down on hers. His lips plundered hers, forcing them apart until he could thrust his tongue into her mouth. Their tongues tangled, dueling with one another, the force of Eric’s passion pushing Natasha’s head right back. One of his hands moved down her back until he reached the curve of her spine above her buttocks and he jerked her against him. His body curved over hers as she arched into his and her heart began to beat erratically when she felt his erection pressing against her.

Eric pulled away from her, his breathing harsh and he looked down at Natasha with eyes that burned with arousal. “Are you sure baby? If you don’t feel up to this, tell me now while I can still stop.” He panted and Natasha answered by stepping up close to him and undoing the button to his jeans before sliding the zip down carefully. She went to slip her hand inside to pull his straining erection free, but he grabbed her wrist, stopping her. “God, don’t baby, please. You touch me and I’m going to come. I haven’t had you in weeks, my self control is gone. I don’t know how the hell I’m going to make love to you without it being over in about a minute.” He said, his expression pained.

Natasha just looked at him for a moment before smiling, then gently dropping to her knees in front of him. “Oh hell baby, you’re going to kill me.” Eric groaned. “You don’t have to do this. Damn I’ll probably choke you.” He said jokingly but when she looked up at him, she could see the tension in his face. He had such a tentative hold on his control right now, she knew she had to do this for him, she wanted to do this for him so badly.

Carefully she pushed his jeans down, watching as his erection sprang free. Eric’s hips jerked slightly as the denim grazed over his steely hard shaft and Natasha heard his sharply indrawn breath. She lifted her hands to cup his buttocks and leaning forward, she ran her tongue up the underside of his erection, flicking over the head and lapping up the bead of fluid that hung there. She listened to Eric so she could see how he was reacting and after tracing the veins up and down his length a few more times, finally she opened her mouth wide and took him deep into her mouth. As soon as her lips closed around him, Eric groaned loudly and his hips twitched as he fought the urge to thrust hard into her mouth. Natasha began to slide her lips up and down the length of him, flicking her tongue over the swollen head of his shaft and it didn’t take long before Eric’s hands were buried in her hair and she could feel the tremors racking his body. He was panting and when she glanced up through her lashes, she could see he had his head thrown back and his eyes squeezed tightly shut.

Just as Natasha felt him swell even bigger in her mouth, Eric’s fingers dug into her scalp and with a loud cry and her name spilling from his lips over and over he exploded. He pumped hotly into the back of her throat, his penis jerking with every spurt. Eric’s hips twitched as he pumped his release into her warm mouth and Natasha swallowed frantically as he flooded her mouth with his seed.

She trailed her lips up the length of him sucking and licking him until he was completely spent. Eric’s knees sagged and with a soft groan he sank to the floor with her, his arms closing around her to pull her against him. He kissed her cheek and trailed a line of kisses down her neck before simply holding her close, his breath rasping in her ear as he struggled to draw air into his lungs.

They sat like that for a while, locked in each other’s arms until finally Eric got to his feet, pulling Natasha up with him. He kissed the top of her head, telling her how amazing she was, how beautiful she was and how could she ever doubt how much he wanted her.

His lips touched hers, gently caressing his way over her lips, licking and nibbling over their soft fullness. As he deepened the kiss his tongue slipping into her mouth, Natasha could feel him stirring again, lengthening and hardening against her stomach. She broke free from his lips to raise her eyebrow at him. “Again?” She asked and Eric grinned, the earlier tension gone from his eyes.

“What can I say baby. I always want you. I’m always hard for you.” His tone became deeper, huskier. “I want to make love to you baby, now.” And he gently backed her up until Natasha hit the edge of the bed and tumbled her backwards onto the mattress, coming down with her, being careful to land to one side of her so he wouldn’t crush her or the babies.

Natasha backed up the bed until her head was on a pillow and she watched Eric as his eyes moved over her body, his desire for her burning brightly in their stunning blue depths. Holding her chin in one hand, he dropped a slow lingering kiss on her parted lips before kissing a trail down her neck and over her shoulders. His hand moved down her body, cupping one breast at a time, tweaking her nipples until they became hard peaks. Using the palm of his hand he ran his hand from one breast to the other constantly teasing her nipples until she was gasping with pleasure.

Eric continued with the slow caress of her body, trailing his fingers down over her ribs and across the curve of her stomach. His fingers spread out, as he moved his palm over her baby bump, and Natasha watched his face carefully as he touched her. A smile curved his lips and he bent forward, kissing his way over her belly sending shivers through her body. When he lifted his head he grinned at her and she smiled back with relief, pleased to see that he didn’t appear at all freaked out about the changes obviously taking place in her body.

His hand resumed its wandering moving down her before sliding between her legs to cup her mound. His fingers parted her folds, dipping into the moisture he felt there and he groaned softly before smearing her juices around over her clitoris and back to her entrance. Eric kept up the maddening motion of dipping and circling her little nub which began to swell under his fingers.

“Eric please.” Natasha gasped. “I need you, I want you inside me.” She tried to tug at him but Eric just kept up with his slow torment between her legs. “Eric.” Her voice became more urgent as her excitement grew but he ignored her, suddenly plunged two fingers deep inside, twisting and curling them, driving her crazy as she felt her orgasm building. Natasha’s head moved restlessly on the pillow, she was panting, her hips rising up to press against Eric’s hand and as he shifted pressing his fingers against her swollen clitoris, suddenly her orgasm broke, washing over her. Natasha’s hips rose off the bed and she cried out, tremors racking her body. Eric bent his head between her legs, lapping at her and rolling his tongue over her highly sensitized flesh until another orgasm hit and she screamed, bucking her hips and crying his name over and over until finally she collapsed on the bed spent.

She lay there panting, unexpected tears leaking from her eyes and finally her body began to settle, her heart rate returning to normal. She opened her eyes to see Eric watching her, his lips glistening with her juices and her heart swelled in her chest with the overwhelming love she felt for him. “Better baby?” He asked and Natasha nodded.

“Yes Eric, but I still want more. I want you, deep inside me. I want to feel you filling me. I want you to fuck me.” She moaned and at her words, his face changed, desire burned in his eyes and he groaned, rising up to position himself between her legs. He pulled her forward, lifting her legs until they rested on his shoulders and with the head of his hard penis touching her dripping entrance, he looked into her eyes.

“Are you sure baby? Are you sure this is what you want? I don’t want to hurt you.” He said huskily and Natasha nodded, reaching out to dig her fingers into his buttocks.

“I want you Eric, more than anything.” She whispered and as her words left her lips, Eric plunged forward, burying himself deep in her. They both groaned as their bodies came together intimately for the first time in what felt like forever.

Eric dropped his hands on either side of Natasha’s body and bent down to kiss her. The movement of his body shifted his hard length inside her and her muscles clamped down on him at the burst of pleasure she felt inside. Slowly he began to move, pulling himself almost all the way out before slowly filling her again. He moved carefully and precisely like he was afraid to hurt her and although it was pleasurable, it wasn’t what Natasha wanted. She wanted him to make love to her hard and fast. She lifted her hips more, bringing him into hard contact with her cervix and she moaned.

Her fingers dug into his thighs as she tried to encourage him to go faster. “Eric please, more, fuck me harder, please. You’re not going to hurt me or the babies.” She gasped and she dug her fingernails into his thighs hard enough to break the skin. With a muffled oath, as she inflicted the pain on him, Eric lunged forward, spearing into her, slamming against her cervix and Natasha cried out. “Yes, more, more.” She cried and Eric’s control broke. He began to thrust into her body hard, so hard, he pushed Natasha up the bed and she cried out, gasping, as he rammed up against her cervix over and over. Her climax built rapidly and with Eric’s next hard thrust, she exploded, her body feeling like it was splintering apart as wave after wave of intense pleasure speared through her. A rush of fluid flowed from her body and as Eric continued to lunge into her as he worked towards his own release, Natasha could hear the wet slapping sound as their bodies came together.

Finally Eric stiffened, his face looked like he was in pain for a fleeting moment before he rammed into her a few more times. He cried out and Natasha could feel his penis jerking deep inside her as his release pumped into her. He dropped her legs down before he lowered his body carefully with hers, reluctant to break their connection and her arms came around him, holding him close as their hearts thundered in unison. She could still feel him thick and full inside her, his shaft twitching and her inner muscles fluttered around him, milking the final drops of his own climax from his body.

“Baby, I’m crushing you, I’m crushing the babies, I have to move.” He said huskily and Natasha’s arms automatically tightened around him, her feet shifting to hold his legs still.

“No.” She whispered and she heard Eric’s soft chuckle in her ear.

Held down as he was by Natasha he lay over her for a few minutes longer, but again he tried to move off her body. She didn’t want to let him go, even though his penis had softened enough that he was slipping from her body anyway. She felt very wet between her legs and the bed was damp beneath her, but still she didn’t want to move. Natasha tightened her hold on him and managed to keep him pinned to her for a few minutes longer, but then suddenly she felt something deep inside her. It was a fluttering sensation and panic shot through her as she thought their love making may have actually done something to their babies.