The Widow That Didn't Kill Her Mate

Chapter 3

Natasha made a meal of pasta and some skirt-steak to try and impress (y/n). Once everything was set, she changed into the button up shirt and some tight jeans. Once it was 6pm she heard her doorbell ring. She quickly answered the door to see (y/n) in a short tight dress. "(Y/n), you look great." Said a stunned Natasha. (Y/n) blushed before saying thank you. "Come on in," Nat said. Nat walked (y/n) to the dinner table, set for two. (Y/n) smiled when she saw everything set up so nicely. "Wow," she said. "You really know how to decorate for dinner. And make amazing looking food. I hope it tastes as good as it looks," (y/n) teased. Natasha laughed. "I hope so too," she said. "Let's sit." Nat pulled out (y/n)'s chair and invited her to sit in it with a wave of her hand. "M'lady," she said as (y/n) moved closer before sitting in the chair with a small thank you. When (y/n) was sitting comfortably, Nat quickly sat in her chair opposite (y/n). Once (y/n) took a bite of the food her tastebuds exploded. "This is so good." Natasha smiled at the compliment. "Thank you. I don't get to cook much so I try to go all out when I can." For the rest of dinner the two talked about random things and just tried to make each other laugh. Once they were done and cleared the table they sat on the couch. They were as close as they could get. "Thank you for making dinner. It was delicious." Said (y/n), staring at Natasha's lips. Nat smirked, "it was no problem. I just needed an excuse to do this again." She pressed her lips against (y/n)'s and placed a hand on her thigh. (Y/n) moaned before kissing back and leaned into Natasha. As the kiss got more rough, (y/n) put a hand on Nat's chest and pushed her back a little as she got on top of her. (Y/n) sat on Nat with her legs around Nat's waist, pushing them together as much as possible. (Y/n) put one hand on Nat's cheek before wrapping both arms around her neck as the kiss became more aggressive. After a few moments of kissing, (y/n) began grinding her hips on Nat's as her short dress rode up to her waist. Nat realized that (y/n) might also be the dominant type, so they would both have to fight for dominance. Nat quickly pulled (y/n)'s dress up higher, and she moved her hand to the lace bra that (y/n) was wearing underneath, and groped (y/n)'s breast. (Y/n) pulled back from the kiss and bit her bottom lip to hold in her moan. Natasha took this as an advantage and started to kiss (y/n)'s neck. She left love bites as she continued to massage (y/n)'s breast. Nat moved her lips down until she reached the collar of the dress. Annoyed at the fabric, she quickly took the dress off and looked at (y/n) in only her underwear and bra. (Y/n), feeling embarrassed at being the only one almost naked, started to unbutton Natasha's shirt. Nat looked into (y/n)'s eyes and at her lips, hungry for more. Once (y/n) was done unbuttoning Nat's shirt and she took it off, Nat smashed her lips back onto (y/n)'s as (y/n) ran her hands along Nat's hips. Nat then unhooked (y/n)'s bra, leaving her upper body fully exposed for Nat to see. Blushing violently but extremely turned on, (y/n) lifted her chest as a way of telling Nat that she wanted to be touched and kissed everywhere. Nat kissed (y/n)'s lips again before kissing her way down (y/n)'s body until she reached her breasts. (Y/n) moaned as Nat began sucking on her breast. By the time Nat got to her other breast, (y/n) was a mess. All she could think about was how she wants Natasha. She felt tingly down below and wanted Natasha to pay attention down there. "Please Nat," she begged. Natasha smirked and picked (y/n) up, bringing her to the bedroom. She placed (y/n) on her back and stripped off the rest of her clothes. Nat placed herself over (y/n) and began kissing her way down (y/n)'s body again. When Nat reached (y/n)'s vagina, (y/n) was breathing heavily from pleasure and want. Nat kissed (y/n)'s inner thighs and rubbed the soft flesh with her fingers, teasing (y/n). After a few moments, (y/n) couldn't take it anymore. She ran her fingers through Nat's hair and said, "please, Nat." Natasha locked eyes with (y/n) before moving her face towards (y/n)'s heat. She slowly poked out her tongue and teased (y/n)'s hole. (Y/n) bucked up her hips slightly to gain more friction. Nat used her hands to pin down the impatient girl and continued to lick slowly. She moved up slightly and sucked on the clitoris, sending pleasure up (y/n)'s spine. "Natasha," pleaded out (y/n).  Nat slowly slid one finger into (y/n)'s tight hole, making (y/n)'s breath hitch. Then Nat added another finger and began scissoring the inside of (y/n), making her moan in pleasure. Nat continued licking (y/n) and thrusting her fingers in and out of her until (y/n) cummed. (Y/n) layed on the bed, seemingly exhausted for a moment before she sat up and pulled Nat's face towards hers, kissing her roughly. Then (y/n) pulled Nat under her so that she was one top of Nat. "My turn," (y/n) said sexily before kissing her way down Nat's body. She stopped at Nat's hips and bit down to make a love bite. She licked over the mark to sooth any pain she caused. (Y/n) quickly took off Nat's bra and underwear, revealing all of Nat's soft skin. (Y/n) continued down and grazed over Natasha's vagina. Nat, becoming impatient, laced her fingers in (y/n)'s hair and moved her face so her lips were touching her opening. (Y/n) smirked before thrusting her tongue in and out of Natasha as fast as she could, soon adding fingers into the mix. Nat arched up in pleasure and moaned out (y/n)'s name. (Y/n) continued thrusting her fingers as she moved up Nat's body to suck on Nat's breasts, making Nat moan louder. When Nat finally came, (y/n) slid her fingers out of Nat's hole and she kissed Nat on the lips. Natasha moaned into her mouth as she got closer to her climax. (Y/n) could feel Nat's walls clenching around her fingers so she tried to go deeper in Nat. Within moments Natasha came and spilled her juices over (y/n)'s fingers. (Y/n) pulled out her fingers and laid down next to Nat. After pulling the sheets over them, Natasha wrapped her arms around (y/n)'s waist, pulling her close. She gave (y/n) one last kiss on the neck before they both fell asleep.