Natasha's hand tightened in his hair when his started wandering again, just on that edge of too much. Admittedly, she was hoping for another of these sexy voices from his throat as she loved it when his animal side started to show.
The sound she was making was more of a whimper this time. It was so fucking good, everything she had longed for and still not enough. The way he was just teasing her with his tongue and teeth until her nipple felt rock hard in his mouth and she pressed against him harder, yearning for more... And the way he still managed to tease her, even when he got that skilled hand of his finally between her legs. Perfect and still not quite there.
Feeling how fucking wet he really had gotten her made her throw her head back with another gasp, but that was a silly idea because the rash movement made her feel her injury again. She rather buried her forehead against his shoulder, breathing in his clean, wild scent and adding that faint layer of sweat from her own to it, rubbing herself against him like a cat.
"Please..."
She only realized she was about to speak when she heard her own voice, throaty, filled with pure, raw need.
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Date: 2014-06-14 08:31 am (UTC)The sound she was making was more of a whimper this time. It was so fucking good, everything she had longed for and still not enough. The way he was just teasing her with his tongue and teeth until her nipple felt rock hard in his mouth and she pressed against him harder, yearning for more... And the way he still managed to tease her, even when he got that skilled hand of his finally between her legs. Perfect and still not quite there.
Feeling how fucking wet he really had gotten her made her throw her head back with another gasp, but that was a silly idea because the rash movement made her feel her injury again. She rather buried her forehead against his shoulder, breathing in his clean, wild scent and adding that faint layer of sweat from her own to it, rubbing herself against him like a cat.
"Please..."
She only realized she was about to speak when she heard her own voice, throaty, filled with pure, raw need.
"More, harder..."