Natasha's Awakening

by J. a Melville

  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.

  The fluttering started again and realisation dawn, Natasha knew what it was. Eric who was still lying on her held in place by her arms and legs, suddenly stiffened and he pulled back, breaking free of her restraining arms and legs. His eyes settled on her stomach, alarm in his expression but when he look up at Natasha, she was smiling at him, wonder in her gaze, her hand pressing down on the curve of her baby bump. She laughed, her eyes bright and she grabbed Eric’s hand, pressing his palm flat against her stomach. The fluttering started again and his eyes shot back to her face. “Is that...?” He started to ask and Natasha grinned.

  “That’s our babies Eric. You felt them? They’re saying hello.” And she reached up to cup his cheek. Eric dropped a kiss on her lips before lowering his head to her stomach, his ear against her. Natasha slipped her hand into his hair, playing with the silky strands as he rested on her. It was a special moment for them both, feeling their babies moving for the first time. It was real now. They were going to be parents and Natasha couldn’t have been happier about that.

  Eric lifted his head to look at her. “They aren’t pissed off at us are
they?” He asked and Natasha’s expression was questioning as she met his eyes.

  “Why on earth would they be pissed off?”

  Eric sat up. “Because of what we just did.” He said and Natasha laughed at his serious expression.

  “Don’t be silly Eric. They don’t know what’s happening. They obviously aren’t hurt, they’re just wriggling around, letting us know they’re here.” She said. “Stop worrying so much. Women have sex while they’re pregnant and the babies aren’t hurt. If you think I’m going to wait until after they’re born to have sex again, you can forget it. The doctor told me it’s ok, just so long as I don’t feel sick and I feel fine, better now.” She said shyly and Eric’s gaze softened as he looked at her.

  “Still.” She said, sitting up. “I need a shower. I’m lying in a wet patch here and it’s not that comfortable.” She complained and Eric grinned.

  “You weren’t kidding when you said you were horny.” He teased and Natasha couldn’t control the blush that coloured her cheeks. “Yeah, well it’s not all just me Mr.” She said, climbing off the bed. Eric got up too and took her hand. “Come on baby, we’ll shower together.” He said and led her into the bathroom.

  After they had showered and dressed again, Natasha realised she felt ravenously hungry. Her stomach growled to confirm that and Eric laughed. “Come on, you and those babies need food.” Together they walked to the lift and went down to the lower level.

  Alice was in the kitchen when they walked in. She turned to them both, her eyes moving from one to the other. A smile lit up her face at the obvious shift in their behaviour. “Alice when you get a chance the bed needs changing in the master bedroom.” Eric told her. “Miss Barrington took advantage of me.” He joked and Alice clicked her tongue in disapproval at him before smiling sympathetically at Natasha, who turned bright red. She shot a look that should have killed Eric, but he just grinned back at her, ignoring her obvious discomfort.

  “I’m pleased to see you two are getting along better.” Alice said. “It’s about time.”

  When Alice left the room to go and do as Eric requested, Natasha turned to him angrily. “Why did you say that to her?” She snapped.

  Eric laughed. “Lighten up baby. I’ve known Alice a long time, it’s fine. She’s a friend of Maggie’s so I’ve known her for years.” He explained.

  Natasha couldn’t hide her surprise. “But Alice is so much more formal than Maggie. She always addresses you as Mr Rothman.”

  “Alice has always done that out of respect baby. She calls me Eric when we’re alone, but never in front of anyone else. Don’t be embarrassed. I’m sure Alice is thrilled that she needs to change the bed because we’ve made love. She’s got to have noticed that I’ve been like a bear with a sore head all the time. The sexual frustration has been driving me crazy baby.” He told her.

  “Well, you’re the one who decided you couldn’t touch me Eric. Hopefully now you’ll realise I’m not made of glass. I’ve gone crazy all these weeks too. I don’t know why but I’m craving sex all the time.”

  Eric’s eyes heated. “So does that mean you’re going to wear me out? You’re going to be using and abusing me?” He asked, amusement in his gaze.

  “Well.” She said slyly. “There’s always Mr Jack Rabbit if you find you can’t keep up.” She told him tongue in cheek and watched as Eric’s gaze darkened.

  “There will be no Jack Rabbit unless I’m using it on you baby.” He told her.

  Suddenly a horrified expression came over her face. “Oh god, the damned vibrator was on the bed and now Alice is up there. I’m going to die. How will I be able to look her in the face again?” She said mortified.

  When Eric’s response was to burst out laughing, Natasha hit him on the arm. “Ow baby, you’re so violent.” He rubbed at his arm, pretending to be in pain. “Stop worrying. I’m sure Alice has seen a vibrator before. She might even have one.” He said in a mock whisper. “Plus she’s very discreet.” He assured her.

  Somehow his attempt to reassure her wasn’t working. “Still, you didn’t need to make it so obvious what we’d been doing.” Natasha grumbled.

  Eric grinned at her. “Sorry baby, but with the noise you were making, I’m sure the whole neighbourhood knows what we’ve been doing. Alice knew, I could see it in her face when we walked in the kitchen. Stop worrying, stop getting embarrassed baby. I’m sure Alice would have been thrilled to know things are better between us.” He said.

  Natasha hit him again. “I wasn’t the only one making some noise Mr.” She said, poking her finger in his chest.

  Alice picked that moment to walk back into the kitchen having finished upstairs and Natasha did everything she could to avoid her eyes, feeling her cheeks heat up when Alice served the platter of sandwiches she’d made. Natasha thanked her, her eyes on the plate and she managed to shoot a death stare at Eric when he started laughing again. Glad he was finding the whole thing so amusing.

  “We felt the babies move today Alice.” Eric broke the uncomfortable silence in the kitchen and a broad smile lit up Alice’s face.

  “Oh that’s wonderful. You two must be so excited now.” Natasha smiled, her eyes still downcast and Eric nodded, agreeing that they were thrilled to feel their babies moving. Eric watched Natasha eating for a while, before helping himself to some of the large pile of sandwiches in front of them.

  “Mmm, these are great Alice. Suddenly I feel so hungry, can’t imagine why.” He said and he turned that slow sexy smile of his on Natasha, watching as she squirmed in her seat and glared at him. She was going to kill him soon if he didn’t stop.

  “Oh Eric, leave the poor girl alone.” Alice scolded him. Natasha noticed that she’d called him Eric in front of her.

  “Eric was saying you’re a friend of Maggie’s.” Natasha said and Alice nodded.

  “Yes, we’ve been friends for over 10 years. That’s how I came to know this one.” She tilted her head at Eric. “I’ve been working for him for about eight years now.” She told Natasha and Natasha’s lips twisted,

  “You poor woman.” She smirked at Eric and Alice laughed.

  “He’s not so bad pet, just doesn’t know when to leave well enough alone sometimes.” She said shooting a stern look at him.

  Alice finished cleaning up in the kitchen and turned to them. “If that will be all, I’ll head home for a few hours until dinner time.” She looked between them, a questioning look on her face and Eric told her they were fine. “Well, I’ll see you two later.” She said, removing her apron. “And you.” She pointed at Eric. “Leave the poor girl alone.” And with that, she left them, and headed back to her cottage.

  Chapter 24

  The next few weeks passed by quickly leading up to Natasha’s eighteen week check up and ultra sound. Her and Eric were going along better than Natasha could have hoped for. He was attentive, caring and made love to her every night and if work permitted, sometimes he would bring her deliciously awake in the mornings to his slow, sensual invasion of her body.

  On the day of her ultra sound, Natasha waited nervously for Eric to get home from work early enough to take her in to the doctor’s. As the time went by and no Eric, she started to get more and more worried he wasn’t going to arrive in time, then when the time came and Natasha had to leave without him having arrived home, she had gone from worried to angry. Didn’t he care about seeing his babies?

  She was dressed and ready to leave, her bladder reminding her that it was full but she had to go for the ultra sound with a full bladder and she cursed whoever it was that decided ultra sounds for pregnant women had to be conducted with a full bladder. “Has to be a man.” She grumbled as she paced impatiently waiting for Eric.

  Alice walked through from the kitchen and saw Natasha pacing. “Is Mr Rothman not back yet?” She asked.

  “No Alice, he’s not. I need to go soon and if he’s not back in time, it’s too late for the limo and Eric will get his panties in a twist if I drive. I don’t want to be late.” S
he wailed.

  “I’ll drive you pet, come on. You shouldn’t be getting yourself so stressed.” Alice said.

  Natasha almost collapsed with relief. “You can? You can drive me? Oh thank you Alice, thank you.” Natasha hugged the older woman. “I’m so sorry for putting you out like this.” Natasha grabbed her bag, “I’m going to kill Eric I swear.”

  “Why am I about to die?” Eric’s voice came from behind her and Natasha swung around towards him. He looked tired and the tension was visible on his face. He’d loosened his tie and undone the top button of his shirt and looked devastatingly gorgeous as per usual in his charcoal grey suit, but Natasha was too worked up over him being late for his blatant sexuality to affect her today.

  “Where the hell have you been?” She snapped. “I almost left without you. If it hadn’t of been for Alice offering me a lift I’d be late. Of course if someone wasn’t such a bossy , overbearing pain in my butt most of the time, I’d have just driven myself.” Natasha yelled.

  As she continued to rant and rave at him, his expression went from angry to icy cold. His eyes so cold, she actually shivered when she looked into them. “Are you going to stand here for the rest of the day yelling at me or are we going to get going before we really are late for your appointment?” He asked, his voice carefully controlled in that way that Natasha knew meant he was dangerously close to strangling her.

  Natasha never knew when to leave him alone though and snapped, “Well, I guess now you’re here, you might as well come with me.” She stormed past him and out the front door. She heard Eric give his apologies to Alice and he followed her out to the waiting limo.

  Once they were both inside and driving to the doctor’s clinic, Natasha became aware of a sickly sweet odour in the car. When she started sniffing the air, she noticed the smell was stronger near Eric. He smelled very strongly of perfume, women’s perfume. She looked over at him, searching for the tell tale lipstick on the collar, anything. There was nothing obvious and she couldn’t really accuse him of having an affair based on his collar being undone and his tie loosened off as he looked like that every day after work.