There were these nights when they would tease each other for hours, exotic experiments, rides of pleasure and pain, dragged out orgasms... Both their bodies whipped into adrenaline heights that left no room for clear thinking, for memories, for the usual weight on their souls, until they would all but black out in each other's arms.

And then there were moments like this when there was no game on at all, no need to escape the world violently. Just two people falling for each other again and again, treasuring and spoiling the gift of the other's body. In such moments Natasha didn't really have to do more than offer herself like that, with that inviting tone in her voice, to make his brains short circuit in a whole different way.

She was just too fucking gorgeous.

He was longing for her and there was no way she wouldn't feel it, close as they were now. But instead of doing something about that right away, he took her offer gladly and let his hands roam her skin, softly flushed from both the bath and the thrumming arousal never quite going away. He molded her legs gently in a tight embrace behind his back so her crotch was closely pressing into his, leaving him just harder against her, quickening breath ghosting over her skin when he pressed his face against her neck.

Just as slow he made his way back up until her sweet small butt cheeks melted into his caressing hands, another shudder going through his heated lower body when their embrace tightened. With one hand softly keeping her close right there, the other traced the fine line of her back, pulling her against him until her glorious full breasts were trapped right between their quickly rising and falling chests. Her nipples were still hard against his skin, tempting him to flicker his fingertips over them playfully while his mouth went back to seeking hers. With her lower lip gently held between his teeth, he sought her her gaze, his smile shining through his eyes.

God, he was fucking crazy for her.