Natasha was used to being admired, and it was no secret that she turned heads nearly everywhere she went, but only Clint had ever made her feel like she was the only woman in the world, or that the entire world had dropped away around them. She was not the type of woman to get upset or jealous if she caught him looking at another woman, but even though it wouldn’t bother her it just never seemed to happen. When they were together it was like he only had eyes for her.
Smirking at his words, she watched him through hooded eyes as his hand grazed down her spine. His breath on her skin made her shiver, and his kisses were soft, perfect. Maybe tonight she could convince him to press them against every inch of her skin.
She had the feeling it wouldn’t take much convincing.
“I’m glad you still think so,” she said. “Though it’s not really a fair assessment if you haven’t seen every ass on the island.”
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Date: 2014-04-11 10:41 pm (UTC)From:Smirking at his words, she watched him through hooded eyes as his hand grazed down her spine. His breath on her skin made her shiver, and his kisses were soft, perfect. Maybe tonight she could convince him to press them against every inch of her skin.
She had the feeling it wouldn’t take much convincing.
“I’m glad you still think so,” she said. “Though it’s not really a fair assessment if you haven’t seen every ass on the island.”