Every touch was gentle, relaxed, almost lazy, and so completely different from earlier in the evening. Even his breath remained steady, his heartbeat normal, and despite the pleasure of his wandering hand, Natasha wasn’t too quick to push this further. It was similar to the bath earlier, and she found herself enjoying the closeness without the expectation of more. No other man had ever touched her like this, not without quickly pushing for more, though more accurately she had never let them. More often than not it had been her pushing for hard and fast release, unwilling to let emotions get in the way. She never wanted to go back to that.
“Mmm, keep this up and I may never let you up again,” she muttered against his mouth, nipping gently at his bottom lip.
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Date: 2013-11-23 11:37 pm (UTC)From:“Mmm, keep this up and I may never let you up again,” she muttered against his mouth, nipping gently at his bottom lip.