Contractual Obligations: Closing The Deal *B2*

Chapter 6

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Closing the door behind them, Michael pulled Natalie closer. "Together, we can have it all," he whispered.

A deep sigh slipped from Natalie's lips. Looking into his eyes, she believed every word he said. She wanted to, needed to take him at his word. It was all she had.

Drawing his hand down the side of her face, Michael stared at Natalie's lips. They were a soft pink, and with barely a moment passing, he pressed his mouth to hers. He wanted to drink her in, taste her essence, and get lost in her beauty. He wanted to forget everything going on around them and lie naked in bed, feeling her warm skin pressed to his own. He knew in those moments the entire world would stop spinning, and everyone but them would cease to exist.

The bed was only a few steps away, but it seemed so far. Michael pressed her to the door, his hands up over her, wanting to swallow her up. Pulling back only long enough to move from her lips to her jawline, his soft kisses trailed down along her neck. His fingers brushed her hair aside, and with tender nibbles, he milked her skin.

Natalie's breathing grew unsteady, and with every kiss and suckle she felt herself falling deeper and deeper.

There was no going back. She knew the moment their bodies came together again, she'd be his, tied to him emotionally and wanting more. She wasn't good with the casual sex thing.

She always got attached too fast, and this would be no exception.

Protection, they needed to remember protection. The thought drifted through her mind and was gone as fast as it had made itself known. His lips on her skin sent tingles of electricity through her. Natalie closed her eyes and sank into the pleasure. She wanted more, her body responded with a slow arch of her back. Her nipples were pert and pressed tight to the fabric of her bra, wanting to escape, wanting to feel his warm mouth. Her panties were damp from her arousal. She wanted Michael more than she'd wanted anybody in a long time.

His fingers were nimble, quickly releasing the material covering her body. His mouth never left her skin, and as he undressed her, his hunger became more apparent. There was desperation, a hunger that was driving him. This was no longer just about desire, it was salvation. She didn't know - she couldn't know that he had nothing else holding him together anymore. He needed her more than ever. She was going to be the key to his sanity through the craziness of the current situation that was unraveling around him.

He was scared for his future, for his world collapsing, for his father's future, but with Natalie he felt alive and like he could start over. He could take on the challenges if she was by his side. He could build a new dream, pick up the pieces and build a life, and more than anything he could feel like he was in control of his life again.

Control was something that eluded him lately. He always thought he held the reins so tightly, making his own choices, guiding his path. Only all of it spiraled, leaving him grasping for straws, and the only thing left to hold onto was the woman before him. He drew life from her, and would put everything into her. He'd make love to her with a passion and hunger he'd never known before. He'd show her she could trust him with her heart, and with her life.

Michael led Natalie to the bed, and laying her down, he stripped off the remainder of his clothing. He needed nothing more than to be inside of her, penetrating her, filling her, letting her body's warmth welcome him.

As their bodies tangled in heated lust, the couple grew together knowing there was something more than either expected. A fire burned deep within them, and as they connected, the longing to hold on became desperation.