Natasha's Awakening by J. A Melville Read Free Book Online

overwhelming number of pretty soaps and bath salts, she reached for a new toothbrush and the paste so she could brush her teeth. There was no way she was facing Eric again until she’d brushed her teeth and tried to tame her wild hair first. Once her teeth were done, then she picked up a hairbrush and began brushing out her long mane of hair, wincing at every snag she hit, and there were plenty of them due to the activities of the evening and morning. As she brushed her mind kept drifting back to making love with Eric and she felt the tiny pull deep inside at the memory of how wonderful it had been. Ok, she knew she had nothing else to compare it to, but she’d heard the stories from some of her friends who had said their first time was far from memorable and had painted a picture of discomfort and pain, something one did to get past it to the better times, if they got the better times at all.
    Once Natasha had tamed her hair as much as it was willing to be tamed, she reached for one of the thick luxurious bathrobes hanging on the back of the door and slid her arms into the sleeves, then wrapped it around her body, tying up the belt to keep it closed. After one more glance at her image in the mirror and deciding she was about as good as she was going to get with no makeup at her disposal, she opened the door and stepped back out into the bedroom.
    Eric was nowhere to be seen so she left there and padded her way, barefoot down the hallway, her feet sinking into the plush carpet. She heard his voice just before she got to him, and she saw as he came into view that he was on the phone. Natasha noticed the covered plates near him and raised a questioning brow at him. He gestured to one of the covered plates and Natasha lifted the lid on one and a burst of laughter erupted from her lips, it was their dinner from last night. She raised a questioning eyebrow at Eric and he pointed to the door to their suite. Obviously someone had delivered it to their door last night but they’d been too preoccupied to even notice or remember for that matter.
    Natasha wandered over to the window to look out at the views from their suite. As the hotel was so big, they were elevated high above many of the other buildings and the views were stunning. Natasha realised from what she couldn’t help but overhear of Eric’s phone conversation, he was ordering room service. At the thought of something to eat, Natasha’s stomach let out a loud, vocal grumble for food. Suddenly having not had dinner the evening before made her realise just how hungry she was now.
    Eric finished on the phone and walked over to her, his approach silent on the plush carpet. Natasha continued to look out the window, and she felt a tiny shiver go through her body when Eric’s arms came around her, pulling her back against him. He nuzzled his lips against her neck, kissing and nibbling his way up to her ear, before taking her lobe gently between his teeth and nipping her lightly. Natasha sighed, catching her breath as a shiver of excitement ran up her spine. God, how this man affected her!
    He held her in his arms for quite some time as they both took in the views from the penthouse suite. Natasha wasn’t sure, but it seemed as though Eric had trouble staying away from her. He appeared to need almost constant contact with her if his hands roaming over her body were any indication. Repeatedly his lips touched her hair, her neck and he kept breathing in her scent as though it was a drug for him. It was certainly nice to know she wasn’t the only one feeling this overpowering pull too.
    They both jumped when suddenly there was a loud knock at the door. Eric pulled away from Natasha, leaving her to go and open the door. He swung it wide to let the young man in the hotel’s uniform enter, pushing a delicate trolley laden with covered plates.
    “Breakfast sir, madam.” He said, pushing the trolley over to the table in the dining area of the living room. Eric strode over to grab