“It’s just a good thing you have air conditioning,” Natasha returned. “If we had to leave the windows open there might be even more curious people around.” It wasn’t that they couldn’t be quiet if they had to be, but when they didn’t they much preferred to let loose, and things often got very vocal.
For a long moment after she made herself comfortable there wasn’t a sound nor movement in the room, and she knew Clint was taking a minute to admire her body all laid out for him as it was. It was tempting to move and teasingly draw his attention wherever she wanted, but she decided to behave. She really was looking forward to this massage, after all.
Eventually she felt him join her on the bed and smiled at the light kiss, but after that he was all business. His touch was gentle, more persistent than relentless. Instead of trying to harshly work out the tension as quick as possible he took his time, easing it out bit by bit. She only winced a few times when he found some particularly tight knots, but those too melted away beneath his expert hands leaving her feeling practically boneless.
“Mm, that would be an awful shame,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Chuckling at the little bite, she shifted a little on the bed in what could have been a perfectly innocent readjustment of her position, but that happened to press her ass back against him. “I can tell,” she said, cracking one eye open and trying to peer back at him.
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For a long moment after she made herself comfortable there wasn’t a sound nor movement in the room, and she knew Clint was taking a minute to admire her body all laid out for him as it was. It was tempting to move and teasingly draw his attention wherever she wanted, but she decided to behave. She really was looking forward to this massage, after all.
Eventually she felt him join her on the bed and smiled at the light kiss, but after that he was all business. His touch was gentle, more persistent than relentless. Instead of trying to harshly work out the tension as quick as possible he took his time, easing it out bit by bit. She only winced a few times when he found some particularly tight knots, but those too melted away beneath his expert hands leaving her feeling practically boneless.
“Mm, that would be an awful shame,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Chuckling at the little bite, she shifted a little on the bed in what could have been a perfectly innocent readjustment of her position, but that happened to press her ass back against him. “I can tell,” she said, cracking one eye open and trying to peer back at him.