Something about the way Steve walked around made Natasha smile. The way he took long strides and how he held his head high. He carried himself in a way that made him almost superhero like. With a bite to her lip, Natashas eyes flickered over Steves backside. "Damn that robe" Natasha mumbled, as she wanted a better view of what drove her into a maddening lust. Hearing the soft moan escape his lips, Natasha felt tingles all over her body. Was she really this turned on by him?
Walking over, Natashas hand reached out to touch Steve, but instead she just stood by him and smiled softly, knowing damn well her eyes were telling him to take her right then and there. "Neither", a soft a mumbled response to Steve asking if she wanted a fork or spoon. With a dip of her index finger into the white fluffy whipped cream, she placed it to her lips before gently removing it off. The look that was written all over Steves face left Natasha with a curious mind. Watching him turn away from her, Natasha quickly grabbed him and as she did, she was facing him once again and this time, pulled into his body. "What do I want to do? Hmm..." Another dip into the cream she went and this time she brought it his. A quick gasp escaped her as she was surprised that Steve actually would lick the whipped topping off. Feeling the gentle nibbles, Natashas mind went crazy and she knew the tingles that she was feeling earlier were definitely ones that came with being aroused.
Removing her finger, Natasha blushed as she heard him say what else he would like to taste with the cream. She could only imagine the things they would do with it; and with that imagination because a flood of arousal forming between her legs. Biting her lip she watched Steve grab more whipped cream and seeing it come towards her mouth, Natasha kept her mouth shut until asked. Obeying Steves command made her feel vulnerable, as she was always in control, but right now, she wanted to show him just how much of a good girl she could be. The motions of her tongue against his finger began to create more images of what else Natasha could be doing. Feeling more blush creep up on her face, she let go of his finger and quickly glanced down at the floor.
As she looked back up at Steve, she felt a bit of whipped cream in the corner of her mouth. Wanting to clear it herself, she felt Steve grab her wrist and she whimpered. "I can..." But before anything more could be said she felt him clear it and then soon his lips were on hers. She imagined what kissing him would be like; since the moment she saw him she wanted to kiss him and now she was. Feeling Steve lift her, Natasha wrapped her legs around his waist, thanking the Lord they both had their robes on or else she would have him inside her. Feeling her back hit the bed, she moaned roughly, begging for more contact.
Just as she felt Steve fight with unknotting her robe, the sound of his phone went off and she growled in annoyance. Watching Steve stand up, Natasha looked at him and cocked her head. "Well aren't you going to get it?" But the shake of his head made her furrow her brows. Rolling over, Natasha slid her top half off the bed to stop the ringing of his phone, but as she went to grab it she saw Steve reach it before she did, and little did he know that when he grabbed it out of his pants, his wedding band fell out too.
Natashas eyes fell to the gold band on the ground and she quickly flung up and got off the bed. "She deserves better."
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5,000 Miles & Only One You
FanfikceWhat would it be like to find the love of your life while you were married? What would it be like if you decided to go for it and suddenly they go MIA? That's what exactly happens to Steve Rogers. His life with his wife, Sharon, gets flipped upside...
