The Private Trilogy: Party, Parts, & Passion
by Pam (Jaxie) Williamson

Explicit m/f (Nick/Nat)

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The characters belong to whoever/whatever/tptb of "Forever Knight." The story is from the twisted mind of Pam (Jaxie). The standard "I claim to be no great writer," applies also.

Private Party

Natalie sat on the couch with her cat in her lap. "Well, Sydney looks like it's just you and me once again on my birthday."

Picking up her glass of wine, she toasted herself, "Happy Birthday Nat.

Maybe next year you'll get what you wish for." As she took a sip of the red wine, she heard a knock at the door. "Who is it?" she yelled over her shoulder.

"Telegram for Dr. Natalie Lambert," a voice said. It sounded familiar, yet strange.

Groaning, she got up to answer it, "Telegram? This has got to be a joke."

With her wine glass still in hand, Natalie opened the door to find Nick dressed all in black leather. "Nick!" she said, smiling as she closed the door behind him.

In his hand he held a cassette tape. Without saying anything, he went toward her stereo's tapedeck. He popped it in and pushed play.

He put one of her dining chairs in free part of the room and removed his shoes. Natalie looked at his bare feet and wondered what the hell she was in for.

"Happy Birthday Natalie. This private party is just for you," Nick said as an EnVouge's seductive song began.

As the beat reverberated through the room, he danced around her stopping here and there to hug her from behind or to touch her.

As Natalie stood there with her mouth gaping open and unbelieving eyes wide, she watched as Nick popped open each snap of his black jacket. Then as his jacket fell open.

Natalie took another deep drink of the wine, not believing what she was seeing.

Leading her with her free hand, Nick led her to the chair. Natalie sat down.

Then, the jacket was discarded. Natalie gasped at the sight of Nick's bare chest and him in those tight black leather pants. Feeling small beads of perspiration on her neck falling down between her breasts, she let a small moan escape.

Nick continued to slowly dance close to her, behind her, touching her. And then he put his torso close next to her and put one of her hands on the zipper to encourage her. She slammed back the rest of the wine.

Although the music was wafting in her head, she could hear the zip of his zipper as she nervously pulled it down.

She watched as the leather pants were peeled off.

"Oh...my," Natalie gasped.

Just as the empty wine glass hit the carpet, Nick picked her up in his arms to carry her to her bedroom.

With a hypnotizing smile, Nick responded. "You haven't seen anything yet, birthday girl."

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Private Parts

Natalie held onto Nick's neck as he lifted her into his arms. Her face began to feel flushed and her head dizzy. Was it seeing Nick in the black g-string or the bottle of birthday wine she drank before Nick showed up at her door? Or maybe it was both.

Before he reached her bedroom, Natalie scrambled out of his arms and with a hand clamped over her mouth, ran to the kitchen. Nick spun around, confused. Standing there in only his black g-string, he watched Natalie run into her kitchen slamming the door behind her.

Natalie went straight for the freezer. Opening its door, she promptly stuck her head in the cold space. "Natalie, you finally have Nick where you want him and where are you? In the kitchen with your head stuck in the freezer next to a bag of ice and a package of frozen waffles," she quietly said, scolding her actions. Natalie could feel the last glass of wine wanting to make a return appearance. She closed her eyes, trying to psyche out the nausea. "Oh god, I hope I don't toss my cookies. That's all I need."

Unsure if he should go after her or not, Nick called out, "Nat? Are you ok?" Then finding his leather pants, Nick pulled them on and went to the kitchen.

Natalie breathed in the freezer's cold air while she looked around at the frozen food, then the frozen juice.

"Nat?" Nick said as Natalie could see the door slightly open. Stretching one of her legs out, she slammed the door back into Nick's face. "Mm..k," Natalie managed to say.

In shock, Nick waited for a few seconds, rubbing his nose where the door had hit it. There was no reply. "Nat! I'm sorry if I did anything to offend you," Nick yelled to her.

Nat swallowed and continued to think cold thoughts. "O...ooo...u'eent," he heard her say.

"What did you say?" Nick was getting worried now. "Natalie Lambert, if you don't come out of there this minute, I will go in there and that door will not stand in my way!"

Just as he was about to open the door, it crashed once more again into Nick's face. Natalie whizzed past him and bolted to the bathroom. Nick raced behind her only to have another door slammed in his face. "Nat!" Nick yelled as he banged on the door.

Nick listened for an answer. Instead of Nat's voice, he heard the sound of her retching. He felt bad for her and had no idea what he could do. He waited until she had finished before saying anything else, "Nat? Are you ok? Tell me what I can do for you."

A toilet flush. "Nothing. Just leave me alone."

"Natalie, please open the door. I'm worried about you."

After a few minutes, Nick opened the door himself. What he saw was worse than he could have imagined.

Natalie sat on the floor beside the toilet, her hair askew and face as white as snow tinged red from embarrassment. With a wet washcloth in one hand, she had her other propped up on the side of the tub holding her head.

"Nick, please, just go. I don't want you to see me this way," she said, burying her face in the washcloth.

Nick knelt down and hugged her. "Nat. Please look at me. So, you got sick. So, you lost most of your dinner. It's nothing to be embarrassed about."

Did he really know just how ashamed she was? Nick had come to her apartment to surprise her with his private parts. Now, look at her. Praying to a porcelain goddess giving up her own. Remembering the reappearance of her dinner and wine, they were definitely not the private parts she had wanted to show him. What a birthday this was turning out to be.

"Come on," Nick said as he helped her up. "You get cleaned up and I'll go turn down your covers."

Natalie couldn't say anything. Nodding, she watched Nick leave. After she had brushed her teeth and washed her face, Natalie went to her bedroom still queasy and ashamed.

Nick, still in his pants but now in one of her old t-shirts, stood by her bed with one of her nightgowns in hand. "Let's get you into something more comfortable." Walking to her, Nick began to lift her shirt off of her and over her head. "I hope you didn't mind me borrowing one of your t-shirts. If you remember, I didn't wear one over here." To keep her mind off of the bathroom incident, Nick kept talking while helping her out of her blue jeans.

Clad only in her bra and panties, Natalie should have felt humiliation in the light of what had recently transpired, but she didn't. She was too overwhelmed by his concern and thoughtfulness to feel any bashfulness.

"Turn around," Nick quietly said. Natalie complied. The next thing she felt was his cold hands on her back undoing the clasp of her bra. As she watched the bra fall to the floor, he slipped the gown over her head. "Now, put your arms through."

Now with her gown on, Nicked slowly turned Natalie to face him. He lifted her chin with his hand, "Please don't feel any embarrassment, especially with me." Smiling he added, "Don't worry about us. We will have plenty of time to be truly together." Nick took her into her arms and hugged her.

Natalie held onto this exceptional man tightly. Letting go of her far too soon, Nick led her to the bed. He held back the covers for her until she was completely on the bed. After he'd tucked her in, Nick bent down and gave Natalie a kiss on the forehead, "Sweet dreams, my beautiful Natalie."

Before he could leave, Natalie grabbed Nick's hand, "Stay with me."

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Private Passion - Sequel to Private Parts

Nick's eyes drifted to her hand that held tightly onto his. Had he heard correctly? She wanted him to stay. Nick knew that the evening had not gone exactly how he had planned though the ache and desire for this alluring creature burned deep within him still. He should leave her to rest. But how?

"Nat, maybe this isn't the right time. Perhaps when you feel better."

Natalie desperately wanted to feel the length of his body against hers. With memories from earlier that evening out of her mind, Natalie could only think about his eyes on her body and his cool touch against her warm skin when he had dressed her for bed.

"Just lay beside me until I fall asleep."

How was he to resist the soft, harmonious sound emanating from her porcelain throat? How could this bewitching woman have made such a request when Nick had caught a glimpse of the exquisite body now hidden beneath the cotton fabric of her gown. He wanted her so badly!

"Just until you fall asleep."

She watched as Nick walked to the other side of the bed. In what drawer had he found that shirt? It looked far better on him that it ever had on her, accenting his rock hard abdomen and each of his chest muscles. Natalie couldn't help but gasp.

Stretching behind her so that her back was snuggled against his chest, Nick placed an arm under her and another around her. The effect was a roguish smile on Natalie's face.

He could hear her rising heartbeat, she could feel his arousement.

Gingerly, he ran his fingertips up and down her arm, causing Natalie's skin to tingle with excitement and anticipation. Fluttering her eyelids closed, she imagined those butterfly movements on her breast, her stomach, between her thighs, and then into that area - that hot wet area that longed to be cooled down by his touch.

Nick moved closer, pressing his harden bulge against her more. By now, his fingers had abandoned her arm for the outside of her thigh. The gentle movements were replaced by kneading, massaging ones up and down her leg.

Without thinking, he began to rub himself against her, slowly. He should leave. *No, this is the reason I came to Nat's apartment in the first place* Nick told himself. In one motion, turned Nat to face him.

His head bent down, crushing his lips hungerly down upon hers. A hand began to search for the zipper on his leather pants. Nick raised her up, as she carelessly shed her nightgown tearing a seam. Within short feverously moments, their clothes were scattered. Natalie's panties on the lampshade. Nick's black g-string tossed on a bedpost.

Their lips met once more, this time more forceful and ravenous, her tongue desperately seeking his. As his lips traveled down to her velvety neck, he stroked along her inner thigh. She groaned, arching her back as his fingers then began to massage the area that craved for him.

Nick's touch sent her over the edge.

Reaching down, she took his hard shaft into her hand stroking his length. He threw his head back and growled. When she saw his eyes again, they glowed a bright amber. His fangs had dropped and her excitement sored to new heights.

Before he could speak, Natalie put her other hand behind Nick's head and pushed his mouth onto her left breast. She gasped as he scraped his fangs along the tender skin around her now hardened nipple. Nick stiffened and rose suddenly. His breathing was that of a starved animal, short and intense. "Take it Nick. I want it as badly as you," Nat said staring deep into his eyes as Nick's body shook with the urge to feed.

Nick suddenly clamped upon the breast once more. As he sucked, Natalie screamed with euphoria as the blood left her body. Releasing the breast, he looked back up into her eyes. Drops of blood stained the ashen skin of one side of his mouth and chin.

"I need you now Natalie!"Nick growled.

Natalie struggled for a breath. "Then take what you desire."

Reaching with one hand, he grabbed a pillow and placed it under her buttocks. Then, with one swift thrust, he penetrated her throbbing cavity. Before Natalie could scream, he put two fingers into her mouth to suck.

Nick closed his eyes and flung his head back wildly. Her warmth and wetness surrounded him and he thought he would loose his mind.

Natalie sucked vigorously as Nick buried himself deeper each time. And then, as Natalie's body began climbing to another release, Nick spilled himself within her.

As he collapsed beside her, Natalie could have sworn she could have heard the ringing of bells. She tried to open her eyes to see her lover. "Mmmm Nick, do you hear ringing in your ears..."

Natalie opened her eyes. Blinking hard, she frantically looked around. She was on the couch, her empty wine glass on the carpet and the doorbell ringing. Shaking her head, she tried to regain her bearings.

As she did, she crinkled her brow with the realization that none of it had taken place - his private party for her, her private parts that she could easily forget, their private passion that had taken her to the realms of ecstasy.

The only thing that had happened was Natalie's private phantasm of erotic pleasure.

The doorbell rang once more and then a voice, "Nat? Are you ok?"

*Oh god! Nick!* She silently screamed. "Yea! Ah...one minute Nick!" Natalie yelled over her shoulder as she scrambled to her bedroom to smooth her hair from where she had tossed to and fro from her fantasy. She sprayed perfume to mask the odor from the sweat that drenched her body and dampened her clothes.

By the time she had returned to the front room, Nick stood in the opened door with his boyish grin and a bouquet of white roses. "Happy birthday Nat," he said as he crossed to hand her the flowers.

Natalie couldn't bare to look at those azure mirrors that reflected the soul of the person he gazed upon. She could feel the warmth of abashment on her forehead and cheekbones.

"Are you sure you are alright?" Nick had heard her soft almost inaudible moans from the hallway before knocking on her door. Even through the perfume's alluring scent, he could smell the redolence of sexual release emanating from her body. He wanted to take her then, but resisted.

She nodded, fingering petals from one of the blooms. "Yea. Just spending a very quiet, very calm birthday at home. Alone."

Nick took another step towards her. Lifting her chin so that he could see into her enchanting eyes, he replied, "Not tonight. This is our private celebration. You won't be spending anymore birthdays alone if I have anything to say about it." He brought her soft lips to his eager ones.

"I love you Natalie," he breathed onto her lips. Natalie stepped back and caressed his face with the back of her free hand. "This is the best birthday present I have ever received. I love you too Nick."