Needing his protection (closed-pm first)

Later that evening, after everyone had dinner and Elise was put to bed, Nicole was busy in the kitchen cleaning up. The remaining day was spent with small conversations between John and Nicole. But mostly chasing after Elise and making sure she had no more sugar for the remainder of the day.

Nicole thought she did pretty good for her first official day of playing the 'domestic goddess'. Just like right now, she was getting the dishes in the dishwasher and lost in her thoughts as she remembered this morning's talk with John. It was nice but something seemed off. He hadn't said where exactly where they were and to be fair, she hadn't asked him again since.
 
John walked into the kitchen and leaned against the counter as Nicole finished cleaning up. He grabbed a towel and started drying the dishes, pots and pans. There had been an uneasiness between them for most of the day. Although, Nicole did seem like she was pretty relaxed.

"Nicole, I need you to be straight with me. Why do you need to know the coordinates of our exact location? What are you up to? If you are planning on leaving, please let me know so that nobody gets hurt, because I am not going to let you take Elise away from me without a fight." John realized that maybe he was reading too much into her earlier question, but he had to get it out there. He wasn't going to hide anything from her.
 
And there it was.

"Whooaaa..." Nicole said as she held up her hands in defense, "Where the fuck did that come from?!" She slammed a glass down on the counter top and luckily for her, it didn't shatter but it damn near did.

"The coordinates thing was just something that came out. It's just work talk that comes naturally!" She walked around the counter toward him and lowered her voice, "As for taking Elise away from you, I can see how little you see in me..I may be hard headed John but I'm not fucking heartless!" She pushed pass him, needing to cool off before she said something more and regretted anything she did seeing as how her blood was near boiling.
 
As she pushed past him, john grabbed her arm. He pulled her back toward him. "Nicole I know you better than anyone. It doesn't matter that we haven't seen each other in several years. I know you inside and out, and I know that you don't ask questions without a distinctive reason. You asking for coordinates isn't an innocent question. If you just wanted to know where we were you would have asked me to show you which island on the map in the living room."

He would not let her go. He pulled her closer to him. "You kept our daughter from me for four years. You won't keep her from me again...ever. In fact, you are not going to keep yourself away from me again. You will remain close to me."
 
And there it was.

Not daring to make eye contact with John, Nicole took a deep breath and shook her head, "Let. Me. Go. John." She said, stating each word with punctuation.

When he didn't, Nicole shook her head, "You think you know me? Spending a few nights with me on assignment doesn't mean you know me John." She unsuccessfully tried to jerk away from his grasp, which was held with bruising strength. "Give it up John. You can't keep us here. As much as you think you can, you know it's fruitless. Now, let me go or I swear to God, I will hurt you." All during that time, Nicole kept her voice low and neutral.
 
John pinned Nicole against the wall. He heard her threat, but was not going to let her go. "See, you don't know what you are talking about. I knew all about you long before we took that assignment together. Before I agreed to that assignment, I studied you. I looked at all of your psychological exam results. I followed you for weeks. I read the reports from all of your previous assignments. I even talked to everyone of the people that you had previously worked with...those that were still alive anyway. I knew you better than you knew yourself.....know yourself." John did not yell. His voice was calm and assertive.

He held her against the wall. "Do you want to know why I did all of that Nicole? You would have found out years ago if you hadn't pushed me away. I am going to tell you whether you want to or not. I did all that because I wanted to know YOU....not the agent....I wanted to know you. I had been an advisor on one of your previous missions. I wasn't involved. They solicited my input prior to the operation. I was watching the briefing on CCTV. I saw you there. I was taken back by how beautiful you were....and still are."

John was revealing a lot. "Yes, I studied you a little more than I did other new partners I had. I had no idea anything would happen between us, and I don't regret that it did. My only regret is that it ended the way it did. Now, you can say I don't know you, but you are wrong. You can say I can't keep you here, and you are right. it was never my intention to KEEP you here. If you think someone else can do a better job of protecting you fine, here are the coordinates." John shoved a piece of paper into her hand. "just know this, if you leave, when I return to the States, I am going to file paperwork for custody of Elise. Full custody. I didn't want it to come to this, but you couldn't just go along with my plans. It always has to be your way."
 
Deep down, Nicole was both flattered and pissed.

He had studied her?! He had watched her?! It wasn't just some random thing that happened...it wasn't a chance meeting like she thought.

It was all too much to take in at the moment. She started to breathe fast, only to feel light headed as she gave him one last push and thankfully, he didn't relent. She walked quickly out onto the balcony and kept walking until her feet hit the sand of the beach.

OK, so what he said about studying her didn't bug her as much as his threat to take Elise away from her. That was harsh.

Her daughter was her life and to have that sort of threat held over her head, it was unthinkable. She started to have regrets about letting him into their lives. She could've...no, she should've handled this whole thing with Elise's kidnapping by herself!

Deep down, Nicole knew she wasn't thinking straight. Was she really that devious that she would take their daughter away from him?! Even after all that time of not telling him, she had intended to, but something always came up...

Feeling the slip of paper in her hand that had the coordinates, she flung it away, not caring about it. She had to get a hold of herself and not let her emotions over take her thinking...
 
John knew that he threw a lot at Nicole, but he did not regret it. He had to let her know that he truly did know,a lot about her, and that he was not going to let her manipulate him. She had no idea of the lengths he would go to be able to spend time with his daughter. He would prefer that he had access to both of them, but that was going to be up to Nicole.

John walked into Elise's room and stood staring at her. He did not know her for long, but he was already would do anything for her. He moved over next to her bed and kissed her gently on the forehead. He stood and looked at her for a couple more minutes before turning and heading out of the room.

He walked out onto the porch and sat down on the steps. He did not do this to be confrontational. That was not what he wanted. He really wanted for Nicole and him to get along. He needed her to trust him. She needed to know that he had no ulterior motives in bringing them to this island. His sole reason for bringing them here was to get Nicole to relax.
 
For the next few weeks, Nicole did her best to ignore John when Elise wasn't present. She gave him minimal answers when their daughter was around, but pretended that everything was normal.

When Elise went down for the night, Nicole went to her own room also and shut the door. There were some nights when she did go out for walks by herself. As much as she didn't tell John, she was feeling the strain of it all and went back to practically not eating.

Was she holding a grudge? Yeah, but what did it matter any more? Tomorrow she would be making arrangements for her and Elise to head back to he States. What choice did she have any more?
 
John was getting frustrated with Nicole. She wouldn't talk to him. She hardly acknowledged him. He was very disappointed that she was acting this way. In fact, it was hard to determine who was acting more mature, Nicole or Elise.

Tonight, he was tired of it. After putting Elise to bed Nicole went into her room the same way she had done for the last few weeks. John was done. He went to her door, and found it locked. Tonight, that wasn't going to stop him. He lowered his shoulder and knocked the door open. It was on.

When the door swung open, Nicole was getting changed. John didn't care. He walked over and grabbed her and pulled her over to the bed and pushed her down onto it. "You have been acting like a child for weeks now, and I am finished with it. I wanted to raise our daughter with you, but right now you are making me doubt whether or not that is possible."
 
Just as she was able to pull her t-shirt on after taking her bra off, John barged in on Nicole who was now only in the top and her panties. Before she could react to his entering her room, he had grabbed her and yanked her toward the bed, to which she still didn't fight against.

He wasn't being gentle, not that she expected him to. She saw that she was getting on his nerve every day and in a sadistic way, it made her feel a little better. The anger in his eyes was almost satisfying to her but what he said next, made Nicole ever more angrier than she had been before.

"Oh, you're just NOW starting to doubt that John?! JUST NOW?!" She gave him an empty laugh and tried to push him away but he held his ground, making Nicole even more pissed. "After you little admission that time John, it amazes me that you think we can still raise our daughter together! What you said was it, John. You do not threaten me with some shit like that and think everything is going to work out because it's not! You want a fight on your hands?! Fine! You've got one! I am going back to Denver tomorrow and Elise is going with me!" She was finally able to push him away and stand up, "Now get the fuck out of here before I make you regret it!"
 
John laughed at Nicole. This was the Nicole he knew, and had once loved.....if only for a short time. "Nicole, you can't do it on your own. Deep inside you know you can't do it on your own. You tried, even after Elise was taken, but you realized you couldn't do it on your own. That is what is frustrating to you. That is what is making you act the way you are. You realized you NEED me."

John pushed her back on the bed and stepped close to her again; giving her no room to move. "As for you leaving here tomorrow, we'll, that isn't going to happen. You see the Bahamian government might have some questions about why you are in their country illegally. Now, you are probably saying that I am here illegally also, but, you see Nicole, I have several contacts inside the government, and I am sure that I will be fine. I am also certain that they will allow me to keep my daughter while you work out you legal issues."

He had not wanted to play this card. He wanted things to work out between them, but once again, Nicole would not allow that to happen. "I didn't want to go there Nicole. I wanted us to at least be civil. I wanted you to realize that everything that I was doing was for you. I wanted you to relax. I wanted you to have a good time. I wanted you to be safe. It was all about you. If everything was good for you, then everything would be fine for Elise. Unfortunately, you had to go back to your old ways and play your stupid games and want to be in control. I TOLD YOU WE WERE GOING TO WORK IT OUT TOGETHER." He raised his voice at the end. Then stopped. He did not want to awaken or frighten his daughter. He remained standing in front of Nicole.....not letting her move.
 
"You're such an ass." Was all Nicole could say. It wasn't said with any sort of conviction...just a statement that was all she could muster after what he had said to her. Damn him and his contacts. He was always the diplomatic one. Making friends with everyone along the way of the job, no matter what that job was. He had his ways. Ways Nicole couldn't even get.

He was using his interrogation tactics on her and as much as she hated to admit it, it was working.

Another thing she hated to admit was that he was right. She needed him. It had been something she had concluded during these weeks on the island with him and of course, their daughter. She knew she was pushing the envelope with him by continuing to do what she was doing and not speaking to him but deep down, it was sort of fun...in that sick way of hers...

"Fine...you're right." she said, not looking at him, "I need you John. I've always needed you."
 
John snickered when she called him an ass. The insult came with none of the normal anger that was usually present when Nicole hurled insults at him. However, john did not let his guard down. He knew that Nicole was devious and might have something up her sleeve.

When she said that she needed him, his mind started to spin. He wasn't sure that she really meant it, and then again he wasn't sure that she didn't. John took a half step back away from the bed and he looked down at her. Nicole was not making eye contact. That was a signal to him that she really meant it.... Even though she didn't want it to be true.

He placed his hand behind her head. He wrapped her hair in his fingers and he stood Nicole up in front of him. Without any type of warning at all, he kissed her. It wasn't a soft little peck on her lips. It was a hard, deep kiss, and he knew that he caught her totally off guard.
 
She had her eyes closed when he finally gave her some room. Nicole let her shoulders drop as she had finally relented. Yeah, she needed him. She needed him to be successful with Elise's kidnapping ordeal. And he was. She needed him to bring them here. And he did. She needed him to protect them. And he was.

"Can you--" she had started before she felt his hand tangle in her hair, making her stand up, "--just go--" and that's when his lips pressed against hers. It was a total surprise to Nicole as she resisted at first but damn him and his determination, she couldn't stop it...she didn't want to stop it.

God, how she missed his kisses..his lips...

It took Nicole a lot of strength to try to pull away from him but he wasn't letting her go. Soon, her body was pressed completely against his and her arms wrapped around his shoulders as their kissing got hotter and more desperate...
 
John was not going to relent. He had been giving in to Nicole throughout this whole ordeal, but he was not doing so now. He gripped her hair tighter as they kissed and pressed her face to his...making sure that she was aware he was not going to let her go.

His free hand went to the smal of her back and pressed Nicole's body tightly to his. The kiss was unrelenting as they both seemed to be trying to devour one another. Her kiss was exactly the way he remembered it, and her body pressed to his was even better than he remembered.

Their tongues danced together as John slid his free hand under Nicole's t-shirt. His hand caressed her back lightly and pressed her even tighter to him. John released her hair, and broke the kiss. He looked into Nicole's eyes and then pushed her onto her bed.
 
His touch on her skin felt like he could burn right through her. His kiss...oh God, his kiss. She missed his kiss. It was hard, it was possessive and it was demanding.

She had never wanted anyone as badly as she wanted him. In fact, there had been no one since their last night together.

When he let her go and pushed her on the bed, Nicole expected him to be done with her for the night. He had gotten what he wanted...her admission that she needed him. Why did she even confess that?! Even though it was true..she needed him but...did the same hold true for him? Did he need her?

No. Why would he?

Leaning back on her elbows, Nicole stared up at John. It was deathly quiet in her room, save for the sound of the ocean just a few feet from the house. When he didn't move, she spoke, "You got what you wanted John. Now leave."
 
John looked down at Nicole laying across her bed. She looked so good there. He could see her mind racing as she rested on her elbows. Then he heard her tell him to leave.

"No, Nicole. I am not leaving. I did not get what I wanted." He reached down and grabbed her legs and pulled her to the edge of the bed. He watched her reaction as he slid his hands under her t-shirt. He pushed the shirt up, exposing her stomach. All the while his eyes remained fixed on hers.

He hooked his fingers in the waistband of her panties, and just left them there. He did not move to pull her panties off....not yet anyway. John knew what he was doing. He knew that she would have a reaction and he was waiting to see if it was the reaction that he was expecting. Either way, he knew what he was going to do next.
 
He wasn't going to leave. That shouldn't have been a surprise to Nicole. What did surprise her was that look in his eyes...eyes she hadn't broken contact with as she felt his fingers brush against her skin as she shirt rose.

She finally just let herself lay back flat on the bed as her own hands covered his and she pushed at his hands, helping him helping her slip out of her panties. Nicole lifted her hips gentle and the material slipped off and down her thighs... Her eyes closed momentarily as her back arched as she felt his hands on her hips next.

He spoke the truth earlier. He hadn't gotten what he wanted..at least not yet. And the thing about it all was that Nicole wanted it too..
 
John took his time removing Nicole's panties. As he slid them down her perfectly toned legs, his fingers dragged over her soft skin. He maintained eye contact with Nicole as he dropped the panties to the floor. Then he kneeled on the floor and began to kiss Nicole's feet...first one, and then the other.

He started moving up Nicole's legs....kissing, licking, and nibbling over her ankles, shins, calves and finally to her knees. He moved slowly.....tantalizingly...his hands sliding higher just ahead of his lips. John was not in any hurry. He had waited years to be with Nicole again...he was not going to rush it.

John slid his hands under Nicole's ass as he began to kiss and lick the fron of her thighs. He began to caress her firm ass as his mouth moved to her inner thighs. He moved higher...moving ever closer, and then he slowly dragged his tongue flat over her silky lips.
 
Like many things she wasn't, Nicole's patience was being tested by how slow John was moving...taking his time by kissing up toward her body.

When she felt his tongue and lips finally brush across between her legs, it took Nicole all her willpower to stop herself from raising her hips toward him and crying out. Instead, she gasped and her eyes closed as she inhaled sharply.

Nicole was never one to beg but right now..have gone so long with out anyone..or just without sex in general, she was positive she could put up a pretty good plea for more... but if the past had taught her anything, it was that John wouldn't listen. He would take his time. He would slowly torture her to the point of death with what he was doing and he would enjoy every moment of it..
 
John licked her silkiness again...slowly. His tongue flat as it dragged over her lips. Then, he circled her button with the tip of his tongue. He loved the reaction that he was getting from Nicole. He allowed his fingers to dig into her ass as his tongue continued to work on her clit.

Then, he stopped. He kept his hands on her firm ass, but he stopped licking her pussy. He looked up and saw that Nicole had her eyes closed. He waited another few seconds and then licked her pussy again...slowly. He loved her taste, and he pushed his tongue into her....filling her slowly.

John could do this all night, and he knew that he was frustrating Nicole. He also knew that she was enjoying what he was doing to her. Of course, she wanted more and she wanted it now. She was going to get it, but she was going to get it when John was ready to give it to her. She was going to get it when he had driven her crazy.
 
When he pushed his tongue inside of her, it took all of Nicole's strength to keep from crying out and pushing herself against his face. She bit her lip to keep from making a sound...mostly to keep herself from begging for more.

And she was so close to begging. To giving up and letting him take total control of her body...just like he used to. He was the only person she ever submitted to in bed. Sure, she had to control everything around her and when he finally won the battle of sex, it brought her unreleased pleasure she had never known before...

But tonight, she was about to feel it once again. She let her legs fall open, exposing herself to him, offering herself...wanting more as she lifted her hips slightly and a low groan sounded deep with in her chest.
 
Her low groan told John that he was having the desired effect on her. He wanted to explore her entire body again and again. He wanted to give her pleasure the way he had in the past. He wanted to make her scream when she could no longer hold back.

John moved his tongue in and out of her tight silkiness...filling her again and again as his hands spread her ass wide. His fingers explored...teasing her. My is tongue acted like a piston..driving in and out of her again and again.

Then, he pulled his tongue out of her and began to lick her clit wildly. He sucked it into his mouth and pulled it with his lips as his hands released her ass and slid up under her shirt to her wonderful breasts. He caressed them firmly...rolling her nipples between his fingers as he took her clit in his teeth and began to flick it. His mind was racing wildly with everything he wanted to do with her....to her. He had waited a long time for this.
 
Soon Nicole had been rolling her hips in rhythm with his lapping at her. She made little cries of both frustration and pleasure as she wanted to tell him she wanted more but knew she couldn't...

Couldn't? Or wouldn't?

She was about to say something but then he moved onto her clit and that's when Nicole almost lost it. Almost begged him to fuck her. But in the end, it was a battle of their wills... who would win?

Well, right now, the way John was working his tongue and the position of dominating Nicole, he was pretty much guaranteed to break her first.
 
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