She smiled at the response, that rough note to his voice never failing to at least make her shiver. Now was certainly not the time, though.
Clint’s strength had always been impressive, especially in those gorgeous arms of his, and while Natasha hated showing weakness, she could think of worse places to be right now than in those strong arms while he rubbed soap all over her skin. She lifted her feet when he asked and only reluctantly loosed his arms from around him so she could turn around and let him wash her front. He touched her so softly, so carefully, and never once gave into temptation. He really was an amazing man, and she felt almost overwhelmed by how lucky she was to have him.
Must have been the hormones she always heard pregnant women talk about.
“No, I think it’s fine,” she said, leaning back against him. “Hope to go swimming later anyway, if I can still fit into my bikini.” Reaching back she threaded her fingers through his hair. “Want me to clean you up next?”
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Clint’s strength had always been impressive, especially in those gorgeous arms of his, and while Natasha hated showing weakness, she could think of worse places to be right now than in those strong arms while he rubbed soap all over her skin. She lifted her feet when he asked and only reluctantly loosed his arms from around him so she could turn around and let him wash her front. He touched her so softly, so carefully, and never once gave into temptation. He really was an amazing man, and she felt almost overwhelmed by how lucky she was to have him.
Must have been the hormones she always heard pregnant women talk about.
“No, I think it’s fine,” she said, leaning back against him. “Hope to go swimming later anyway, if I can still fit into my bikini.” Reaching back she threaded her fingers through his hair. “Want me to clean you up next?”