Natasha drew her bottom lip in between her teeth and tried to stay still as Clint slowly, torturously, undressed her. Considering how little she was already wearing, it was actually kind of impressive that he could stretch out the act as long as he did without really getting carried away and going off on a detour.
The use of his teeth was a nice touch and hotter than she cared to admit. Maybe next time she would get him to remove most of her clothing with his mouth.
When he had finished she looked back over her shoulder at him a moment, that tone in his voice making her stomach flip.
“Back on your feet,” she said when she turned to face him. Catching the hem of his shirt she pulled it slowly upward, stooping down to follow it’s path with her lips, much as he had done. He still tasted of salt, and she loved the way his muscles contracted slightly as she moved over him. “Arms up,” she instructed as she reached his chest, stopping a moment to swirl her tongue around one nipple before grazing it with her teeth.
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The use of his teeth was a nice touch and hotter than she cared to admit. Maybe next time she would get him to remove most of her clothing with his mouth.
When he had finished she looked back over her shoulder at him a moment, that tone in his voice making her stomach flip.
“Back on your feet,” she said when she turned to face him. Catching the hem of his shirt she pulled it slowly upward, stooping down to follow it’s path with her lips, much as he had done. He still tasted of salt, and she loved the way his muscles contracted slightly as she moved over him. “Arms up,” she instructed as she reached his chest, stopping a moment to swirl her tongue around one nipple before grazing it with her teeth.