Saving Natasha

PART 36: A HOTEL ON EIGTH

NATASHAS POV

The time I got to spend with Steve was never enough. We were both high level SHIELD agents so there was rarely a need for both of us to be on the same mission, but the moments we were together, became that much more magical.

It had been a year since I had last seen Steve, and I missed him. It was a normal Thursday afternoon and I was lying in bed when I got a text,

Hotel on eighth, room 239, asap. Cant wait to see you Nat <3

I jumped out of bed and pulled on a pair of jeans. I brushed my hair and ran down stairs. I passed Ava in the hall,

"Hey Natasha, I was just going to watch a movie, wanna come with me?"

I was already halfway down the hall

"Sorry Ava, not today I have some errands to run"

I ran down to the front door and grabbed my keys, I pulled the door open and ran to the car. I turned the key in the ignition and raced towards the hotel on eighth, probably breaking about 12 traffic laws. I pulled up outside and gave the keys to the valet. I jogged up the stairs taking them 2 at a time. I reached the right floor and jogged the hallways looking for the right number.

I stopped outside door 239, and knocked twice, 2 sharp raps. The door was opened in a matter of seconds

"Hi Steve"

"Hi Nat"

He pulled me into his room and shut the door I turned to face him, he leant back against the door. A smile began to spread across his face, he grabbed my waist and pulled me into him. His lips were on mine before I could breath. He pulled back

"Its been too long since the last time I've done that"

I smiled back at him and he pulled me back in again

I pushed him back and turned to the rest of his apartment, he grabbed my waist pulling me back to him, resting his head on my shoulder, I could feel his breath on my neck and I turned my head to the side to look at him, I kissed his nose and turned my attention back to the small apartment. It was small, but beautiful, there was a table and chairs set up to the side with a bottle of wine and 2 covered meals waiting.

I turned myself around and he stood up straight again

"Small, and perfect. Just like you"

"Did you just call me small? I could kick your ass right now!" I smiled up at him

"I know" he laughed at me and loosened his grip on my waist, I walked around the apartment

"I can feel you watching" I turned back around, still smiling. He laughed at me and motioned to the table

"Dinner, for the lady" he put on a posh accent

"Why thank you kind sir"

We sat down at the table and laughed and chatted about the last year, by the end of the bottle, it was like he had never left.

He stood up and walked over to the bathroom, i watched him leave, still smiling. I stood up and walked over to the bed, laying out on it, I stretched my arms and legs out, pointing my toes and flexing my fingers. I kicked my shoes off and stared up at the roof.

Steve walked out of the bathroom and lay on the bed beside me, I rolled over to sit on top of him and looked straight down into his eyes. I didn't realise how much I had missed them. I let my eyes wander around his face, lingering on his lips, and making they're way down to his chest. His shirt was tight and as my eyes traced over them I remembered the feel of his pectorals tensing under my hands.

He rolled over and flipped me back onto the bed, he smiled at me, and I giggled as the smile reached his eyes. I pushed my hands underneath his shirt, pushing it over his head. I traced along his body with my hands, he leant closer to me, and I leant up, meeting him in the middle, as we kissed, my hands explored his back, pulling him even closer to me. My legs wrapped around his waste as I pulled him into me again, closing the space I didn't even know existed. He pushed my coat back from my shoulders and I pulled my hands away from his back to get it off.

I flipped us around again and made my way from his belly button to his lips with my lips. He kissed me with a raw need. A need, and a passion that i returned. His hands made their way up my back leaving trails of fire behind them, he lifted my shirt and pulled it over my head. His hands on my bare skin made me so desperate for him. I sat up fully and he followed me up, his hands still on my back and his lips exploring my midriff, i threw my head back, and bit my lip. God this man knew how to do this.

He pushed me back onto the bed and continued to explore my body with his lips. My back arched and my head went back, exposing my neck, he covered it in kisses and I moaned slightly. I felt my body throbbing, all my muscles tensing and relaxing as he explored with both his hands and his lips. I pushed over again sitting on top of him, trying to breath for a moment. His hands were in the small of my back, his fingers started circling in a way that made me quiver. I lay back down on top of him and his lips greeted my own. His hands lingered on my back, I reached back and picked up one of his hands, I guided it up to my bra clasp. He didn't need anymore guidance.

I woke up the next morning, cuddled close to the man I loved, I looked up at him and felt a smile pulling at the corners of my mouth.

"I love you" I snuggled back down into his chest and waited for him to wake up. I assumed he already had a whole day planned full of cute couple things, and I couldn't wait. These were our moments, our couple of days so perfectly planned. They were part of me, and some of the best moments of my life.