Natasha's Awakening (68 page)

Eric lifted his head to give her a tiny smile. “I knew I was in trouble during our week here sweetheart. I was reeling from you giving me your virginity, feeling overwhelmed by the sex, because despite what Vivian tried to make you believe, the sex between you and I is the most exciting, most intense of my entire life. I can never seem to get enough of you. No matter how many times we make love, I’m thinking about sex with you again, and then I want you all over again. You turn me on in a way no other woman has ever been able to do, but it’s not just sex. I can’t wait to get home from work to just be with you. I love it when you get sassy and tell me off, I love that you stand up to me, I love everything about you baby. You think that Vivian is more attractive than you?” And Eric snorted with disgust. “That bitch is nothing more than an empty shell that is a walking advertisement for her plastic surgeon. Hell, I don’t even know what’s real on her anymore. She eats like a bird, constantly worried about her weight, her appearance, but she is too shallow to realise that it’s pointless having a nice cover on your book if the story inside is dull and boring. Vivian bored the crap out of me baby. Please believe me when I say that she means nothing to me, nothing at all and I’m pissed off that we’re giving that bitch so much of our time now.”

Natasha looked down at Eric’s head as it lay in her lap and slowly her hand went out, her fingers brushing lightly over his hair. He had never poured out his soul in the way that he was now, ever. She was starting to feel that spark of hope that what he was saying to her was the truth.

At her light touch on his hair, Eric raised his head. His eyes moved slowly over her face. “You are so beautiful sweetheart. You are a true beauty, beautiful on the outside, and beautiful on the inside. You have a big heart and when you look at me with those gorgeous loving eyes of yours, you make me feel like everything is going to be alright. You are smart and witty and everyone loves you. Trust me, Alice has met some of my ex girlfriends, and she’s never given a damn about any of them but you, well, she loves you. I never introduced Alice and Vivian though. Vivian doesn’t play well with others as you’ve probably worked out. I couldn’t have her belittling Alice. She tends to treat my staff like they’re the dirt on the soles of her shoes and I won’t have them exposed to that level of disrespect.”

Eric’s lips travelled over Natasha’s palms again and his eyes searched hers. “Please say something baby. Please tell me that you’re not going to let Vivian come between us. I can’t lose you ever, but I can’t fucking lose you because she’s poisoned your mind. God, Natasha, speak, tell me it’s ok, that we’re ok.”

She watched as his eyes became moist with his emotional plea to her but still she said nothing, just watched him, until he finally dropped his head back in her lap and his arms closed around her legs, hanging onto her with a firm grip.

As she gazed down at Eric’s head as he lay with his face buried in her lap, she could see the faint tremor running through his body and after a while Natasha realised that the skin on her thighs was getting wet and her heart skipped a beat, then began to thump heavily in her chest.

Realization dawned. “Oh god.” She whispered. Eric was crying. His tears falling silently as he tried to hold himself under tight control, but he couldn’t stop the moisture dampening her legs as he kneeled before her, with his head buried in her lap.

“Oh god, what am I doing?” She whispered. Eric was right, she was doing exactly what Vivian would have wanted to have happen. She was successfully driving a wedge between Eric and herself and if she continued to allow that woman’s words to colour her judgment, then Vivian would win and she would destroy their marriage.

“Eric?” She said softly. “I love you, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry that I listened to Vivian, that I gave her even a moment of my time. I believe you. Please Eric, look at me.” She tugged lightly on his hair.

Slowly his head came up and when Natasha saw his face, the dispair in his eyes and the dampness from his tears on his cheeks, her heart ached. “Oh Eric, my gorgeous, sexy husband, I love you, don’t cry, you make my heart hurt when I see you in pain.” She reached out to caress his cheek, using her thumb to wipe away the tears that still made their way down his face. “What are we going to do about Vivian though Eric? I get the impression she’s not going to let up until she drives us apart. She was so angry, so cruel and god, but she was enjoying trying to hurt me and I admit, I gave in to my insecurities. She knew exactly which buttons to push. I meant what I said, I still can’t believe that you chose me and I guess, just a few words from a scorned woman and I was ready to let all my insecurities take over again. I’m sorry.”

A look of relief came over Eric’s face and he gave her that slow sexy smile that always made her heart flutter. “If she makes any attempt to contact either of us again baby, I’ll take out a restraining order on her. I don’t trust her Natasha. I’m frightened she’ll come after you, maybe try and harm you and our babies and if she dares to lay even one finger on you, I’ll kill her.” His face looked menacing and even Natasha shivered. The anger flashing in his eyes was something she hoped to never have directed at her.

“I’m serious Natasha. I haven’t heard from Vivian for a while but then she said she’s been out of the country the last couple of months, so that might be why she’s been quiet. I thought she’d finally given up. I dumped her because apart from being so cold, she was showing signs of cruelty and a nasty side of herself that turned me right off. It got to the point where I couldn’t even pretend to want her sexually and when I called it off with her, I thought she’d taken it alright, but going by what she said to you last night, I was wrong. I’m worried she’s not finished baby, that she might target you to try and work on your insecurities. I’ve no doubt she’d like to see us fall apart.”

“You don’t think she’d do anything though Eric, do you? She’s not dangerous, just a jealous, jilted woman?”

“I don’t know baby. How does the saying go? Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned? You’ll be fine at home. Vivian doesn’t know where I live. I’ve told you before, that past girlfriends were taken to my apartment in the city. I wasn’t interested in them possibly turning up at my door.”

“Do you think we could stop talking about Vivian now?” Natasha asked. “I want to change out of these clothes but first can you just hold me?”

“Best suggestions of the night baby. Holding you and not wasting another moment talking about my ex.”

Eric stood and pulled Natasha to her feet and into his arms. They stood like that for a while, wrapped in each other’s arms, her head on his shoulder and they both pulled back slightly when Erica and Nathaniel gave them a not so gentle reminder of their presence.

“How about we go to bed baby? I’m not talking about sex, I just want to hold you in my arms. We can talk, do nothing, you can sleep, whatever you want.”

“Sounds perfect Eric. Although if you’re too tired for sex, maybe I should have brought the Jack Rabbit with me.” She teased. Natasha waited to see the reaction on his face and he didn’t disappoint.

Eric’s face darkened. “There will be no Jack Rabbit baby. I’ve told you this before. The only time that damned vibrator goes anywhere near you will be when I’m in control of it.”

Natasha grinned at him and with a dramatic roll of her eyes, she headed for the bedroom. She slipped off her dress, laying it over one of the chairs and in just her strapless bra and lacy panties, she closed herself in the bathroom to brush her teeth and remove the pins from her hair, brushing it until it fell in loose curls down her back.

When she stepped back out of the bathroom Eric was already in bed, propped up against the bedhead, reading the newspaper. “Let me guess? The stock market?” Natasha questioned and Eric grinned, but said nothing. “Damn Mr Rothman, if you’re going to read the stock market, then that’s going to be like a lullaby for me. I’ll be asleep in two minutes.”

Eric snorted. “Very funny baby, but don’t forget, that stock market that you sneer at helps keep us in the lifestyle we’re enjoying now.”

Natasha responded by sticking her tongue out at him and he chuckled. “Well you just keep reading your stock market reports then Mr CEO.” And she turned presenting him with her back.

Slowly Natasha popped the clasp on her bra and threw it on the chair then she hooked her panties and slid them down over her hips, thighs and when they slipped around her ankles, she stepped out of them. She looked over her shoulder to see what Eric was doing, but he was still buried in his newspaper and Natasha couldn’t help feeling slightly irritated that he wasn’t paying attention to her mini strip tease.

Once she was naked Natasha walked to the bed and climbed in, flopping down under the sheets, her back to Eric. That tiny voice in her head recalled Vivian’s words from earlier about him losing interest in her and she hated that Eric’s ex girlfriend had the power to make her question things now, that she wouldn’t have questioned before.

She felt the bed shift behind her and Eric’s lips landed on her shoulder, trailing kisses up the side of her neck. “Nice little performance you put on baby.” He spoke softly in her ear.

She turned her head towards him in surprise. So he’d seen her striptease. “You were busy with your paper.” She pointed out and he laughed.

“Seriously baby. Do you honestly believe that when confronted with my gorgeous wife getting naked or the stock market and you know how much I love the stock market, but my wife getting naked is going to win every time. How could you even doubt that?” He asked and he shifted his body until he was pressed up against the back of her with his erection wedged firmly against her buttocks.

“Damn you Eric, you were teasing me?” Natasha slapped him on the leg he’d thrown over hers.

“If you hit me again baby, I’m going to have to punish you and you should know that when I say that, I bloody well mean it.” He warned her, nipping her bare shoulder with his teeth.

“You can’t hurt a pregnant woman Mr CEO.” Natasha’s look was smug.

“Who said I was going to hurt you baby.” He responded. “I’ll make you scream, but it won’t be from pain.”

At his words Natasha felt her insides melt. She wiggled brushing her buttocks up against Eric’s erection and he groaned. He pushed a hand between her legs and his fingers pressed into her finding her already wet. “You are such a hussy baby.” Natasha could hear the humour in his voice.

“Only for you.” She whispered. Eric bent his head to kiss her and for a while their lips moved hungrily against one another. Natasha tried to roll onto her back to give her better access to his lips but he held her on her side and his hands roamed over her body, teasing her nipples into hard peaks and one hand moved between her legs, teasing her clitoris until it was swollen and sensitive. He delved into her soaked entrance and she moaned, pushing back against him, wanting to feel him inside her.

She tried to reach back to caress him, but Eric wouldn’t let her. “No baby, don’t touch me. I just want to be inside you.” His voice was husky. He moved, positioning himself and lifted her leg to place it over his and Natasha could feel his hard shaft pressing into her. Due to the angle, deep penetration was impossible but Eric’s steady thrusting caused him to brush over her sensitive spot inside and with his fingers circling her clitoris, she gave herself over to the pleasure that was building in her body.

As she began to writhe against him, Eric’s thrusts increased and with the constant pressure of his fingers over her hardened nub, she knew she was going to reach her orgasm quickly. His thrusts got faster and faster, until he was driving into her in constant, fast, shallow strokes and with a flick of his thumb over her sensitive clitoris, Natasha’s orgasm exploded through her body, a cry torn from her lips and just as her inner muscles spasmed through the last of her release, she heard Eric’s low groan and felt him jerking inside her as he spilled into her body. 

They lay for a few minutes, the only sound in the room being their heavy breathing and as Natasha felt her body coming down, relaxing, suddenly she was overcome by extreme fatigue and a noisy yawn escaped her lips.

She heard Eric’s soft chuckle behind her and he kissed her shoulder. “Tired baby? Why don’t you get some sleep?” He bent in close to her ear. “And don’t you ever doubt that you’re more than enough for me in bed sweetheart. You’re hot and sexy, so willing and giving and watching you come, hearing the sounds you make is the most exciting thing. I love you.”

Natasha could do nothing more than smile sleepily. “I love you too Eric.” And she gave in to her fatigue, falling asleep in Eric’s arms, with their bodies still joined.

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“You want to do what?” Natasha gave Eric an incredulous look over breakfast the following morning. She even paused with a spoonful of her cereal poised at her mouth as she stared at him in amazement.

“You heard me baby. I thought we could do something I know you like to do, today. We can go to the beach because once the twins are born, there’ll be no chance to do that for a while.”

Natasha snorted. “So why this sudden desire to go to the beach? Have you forgotten how it went last time we tried that? It didn’t end so well, remember?”

“That was because I thought that bronzed idiot was after you baby. We’re married now so you’re off limits and besides, it’s been months, so whose to say he’s even going to be at Bondi Beach?”

“I just want to know why you’re suggesting the beach now Eric. I’m hardly in a position to walk around in my bikini.”

“You would look beautiful in your bikini baby but I can understand you not wanting to wear it but surely you have something in your maternity wardrobe that you can wear at the beach?” Eric shot her a questioning look.

Natasha tipped her head to one side. “You’re sure you want to go to the beach? If and it’s remote that he’d be there, but if Brodie is there, you’re not going to get all cave man, beat your chest and drag me by the hair off to your cave, are you?”

Eric chuckled. “No baby, I’ll beat my chest and drag you back here instead.” Natasha rolled her eyes at his response.