Professor Romanoff

Chapter 38

Nat dragged me over to our stuff, packing everything up in hast. Her grip on my wrist never faltered as she did so.

Everything was packed, ready to go and soon I was being pulled in the direction of our hotel room. We walked at a fast pace through the lobby, politely smiling at people we passed along the way.

Once we got to the elevator, Nat profusely started hitting the up button. Jeez what a way to make me more terrified. The doors finally opened and I was shoved against the cold metal wall. "Anything you want to say to me before we make it up to our room," she quirked a brow. I gulped, visibly affected by her touch and words. "U-uh nope, I-I'm good," I shakily replied. "Good girl," she husked in my ear, gently nibbling the lobe.

My knees wobbled at that and if she didn't have a strong hold on me still, I would have collapsed right then and there. It's insane how much of a hold she still has on my body. My body is not my own when she husks such dirty words in my ear.

I was pulled out of my daze by the ding of the elevator doors opening. Nat once again strung along my stunned body, eager to do whatever she has planned to me. As soon as the key card was placed in the door, she swung it open, immediately shutting and locking the door. My body was thrown against the now locked door, trapped by her warm body.

One of her hands gripped my hip harshly, while the other cupped my jaw, forcing me to make eye contact with her. "You've been a very naughty girl today detka. Why is that?" I took in a shaky breath, trying to compose myself. "I was behaving, but you dressed me in that swimsuit so I thought why not have some fun," I smirked. I mean I couldn't possibly get myself into anymore trouble than I already was. "Oo wrong choice of words princess," she said with a devilish grin. Shiiiit I'm fucked.

Without any warning, she crashed her lips onto mine. I moaned, completely melting into her touch. The kiss grew more heated as she lifted my right thigh to wrap around her waist. My core made direct contact with her stomach, causing me to moan at the near skin to skin contact. "Are you already this wet for me or is it from the quick dip you had," she husked, stroking my thigh. I groaned, "I know which one you want it to be," I cheekily replied. She smirked, lips ghosting over mine while maintaining eye contact, "Well I know what I do to you, so it's not a matter of what I want it to be, it's just a fact." Oh Jesus I'm so fucking turned on right now.

Nat slowly leaned back in, teasingly acting like she was going to kiss my lips, but she would pull away each time. I tried to close the distance myself, but she would lean back, smirking at my desperation. "I recall saying you were naughty. What makes you think I'll give into you so easily darling," she husked, pupils blown wide. I moaned, bucking my hips slightly against her to gain some friction, which I managed to do against her toned stomach. Her hand on my thigh halted my movement. "Nuh uh baby. Punishment before pleasure."

She stared deep into my eyes when she uttered those words. Her eyes were so clouded with lust as she stared at me crumbling beneath her with no intention to give into my desires. After a painfully long time of just staring at me, she slowly leaned in, delicately planting her lips on mine. Nat kept her kisses soft, keeping them innocent, with no desire of making them deeper.

Still keeping the kisses light, she slowly pulled my chin down, opening my mouth to her. She pulled back a little, gazing into my equally lustful eyes, "You look so good like this for me." I whined, desperate for her lips to be back on mine. Slowly coming back in, she kept my mouth open, and delicately swirled her tongue against mine. I released a loud moan, which was swallowed by Natasha.

While our tongues danced together, her hands traveled down my arms, and she slowly brought them upwards, placing them around the back of her neck. Her body was now fully pressing me against the door, only one of my legs keeping my balance. I was relying on her hold though, because my one leg was trembling with how on fire my body was.