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WARNING: EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT AHEAD!
Door sex, Semi Public,skinny dip, pool sex, jacuzzi sex
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Chapter 14
Las Vegas, Day 13
Awwww. Natasha groaned in her head. She felt incredibly sore, and now she was overheated by the burning bonfire beneath her.
She opened her eyes and realized that she wasn't sleeping on a bonfire, but Steve Rogers, who'd lately become her personal pillow and sometimes bed. His two big arms were securely locked around her body. She loved it but now, she needed to get out of this.
She slowly moved and managed to slip out of his arms without waking Steve up. She got up and wrapped herself with his shirt.
"Awww…" She realized that his shirt was bottomless because, well, he'd torn his shirt off because he was too damn impatient. She kept it on anyway. Then she looked back at the mess they'd made last night.
They'd fucked in her living room last night and it was awesome. They'd broken a coffee table because she was riding Steve too hard. He would probably complain about his back when he woke up, but she guessed that wouldn't put sex off for them. To be honest, even if he broke his leg, Steve wouldn't put sex off (They would probably fuck in the hospital too.)
Duck feathers were everywhere. Wine glasses and empty bottles rolled on the floor. Steve was sleeping on the carpet with the couch pillows piled up around him. They had a lot to clean up but that would probably happen later.
Natasha picked up her phone on the couch to check for missed calls or messages.
'Talie, we need you for an early performance today.' It was a message from her day job boss.
Nat sighed. She wanted to spend her time with Steve, but work always got in the way.
She went the bathroom to take a shower and got ready to go out, but all she could think of was Steve. She was hoping that he would hop in the shower with her so they could go for another round, but it didn't happen.
She dressed up before coming back to the living room to find her man still sleeping, so she left him a note, telling him that she had to leave for her work and that he should hang out with his friends to reduce suspicion.
She also wrote something on his arm with her red lipstick before kissing his cheek with her red lipstick coated lips.
She hate to leave him like this, but she had to. They still had time to spend together after anyway.
"See you soon, bae." She whispered in his ear before she left the apartment.
Awwww, my back hurts. Steve groaned in his head when he started to stir and felt pain sting at his lower back. He opened his eyes but lay still for a moment, hoping that the pain would stop. He couldn't believe that they'd actually broken the coffee table last night.
On second thought, Nat had ridden him so hard last night the table would have broken.
They had thoroughly fucked last night. It had left him incredibly sore, but completely sated in a way he hadn't felt in a very long time.
Where the hell was Natasha anyway? Steve thought as he looked around, not didn't finding her next to him. Steve rolled on his side, and that was when he noticed something on his right arm. It made him smile when he saw it. It was Natasha's hand writing in red lipstick that said 'Love you3'
"Awww, bae." Steve couldn't stop smiling as he sat up and found the note Natasha left on the couch. 'Early performance. You can hang out with ur friends. I will call you when I'm done. N xo'
Steve smiled again. He fumbled for his phone so he could text her. He took a selfie of himself making a kissing face, showing her the lipstick on his arms. That was also when he noticed a red mark of her lips on his cheek too. He took the photo and sent it to her with a caption 'Love you too.'
Steve put the phone away because he didn't expect her to reply soon. She was probably performing at the lounge that he would visit later today. Steve got up only to see that there was a mess everywhere in the living room.
Shit! They'd made quite a mess last night, but there was one thing to remember. They'd broken the record on the second day of their fucking. She'd come like 5 times yesterday, but Steve was never one to back down from a challenge. He would make sure to add more number and hopefully, in their top forms, they could do double digits.
They still had time left to spend with each other before his stay in Vegas came to an end.
Steve found his boxers nearby and put them on before beginning his mission to clean up the apartment for her. He would fix the coffee table too. The chair took him two hours to put perfectly back in place and also to fix the legs of the coffee table.
Steve sighed as he looked around, pleasing at his work. He hoped that it would please her too when she came home to find her apartment tidy. Then he took a shower and went back to his hotel to find the guys waiting for him.
"Where the hell have you been?!" Tony yelled at Steve. "Almost noon, and you just came back?"
"I had something to do."
"Who's the girl?" Clint grilled.
"Why does there always have to be a girl involved?" Steve asked back.
"You got laid last night, right, friend Steven?" Thor asked.
"Whatever."
"We decided to let you decide what we should do today." Bruce spoke up.
Steve thought for a moment before he got the perfect place that they should hang out. "I got a place. Just follow me, I will take you guys there."
Steve got changed into new clothes. Luckily for him, no one noticed that it was the same outfit from yesterday. Not to mention that he'd lost his shirt. It must have been somewhere inside Natasha's apartment. They got into the limo and Steve told the driver the address of where they were going.
His phone beeped as he got a message; it was from Natasha. 'Miss you, bae.'
'Miss you too, bae.' He replied.
"Why are you smiling?" Clint asked. His grey eyes fixed on his friend, trying to detect any facial expressions.
"I'm happy." Steve replied, and it was the truth.
"Was that Sharon?"
"Yes." This time Steve lied with such a straight face that not even his closest friends could detect it.
HIs friend let it slide as they arrived at the place. Tony frowned when he saw the old building.
"Why on earth would I want to step into that building?" Tony asked.
"Because I want to show you something." Steve replied.
Tony looked excited for a moment. "The girl you had sex with the other night?"
Steve shook his head. "What the hell is wrong with you, Tony?"
"I just want to see the girl who stole you from us."
"There is no girl who stole me from you guys. It's just work and ten million dollars."
"Wow! Even when you are on vacation, you still do you work." Clint chimed.
"Whatever…" Steve groaned. "Just follow me and you will get the best show."
Steve led them inside the lounge where they could hear a beautiful voice from inside. Steve observed his friends' reactions when they saw who the singer was, and they were priceless.
"She's a singer?!" Tony asked.
"Not to mention a very good singer." Clint added.
"She definitely has the most beautiful voice I've ever heard." Thor announced.
"She looked absolutely beautiful too." Bruce commented.
Tony scratched the back of his head. "I thought she was just a stripper."
"No, she isn't." Steve replied as he sat down on his usual table. "She has greater qualities than she shows to you guys. This is what I want to show you. The other side of Natasha."
The guys were in awe for the rest of the song. Natasha could notice her bae from the stage and his friends with him too. She smiled at them at the end of the song before she came down from the stage.
"Hey, guys!" She greeted. "What are you doing here?"
"Steve brought us here, and we're glad that he allowed us to see you perform." Clint replied.
"Amazing performance, by the way." Bruce praised her.
"Thank you."
"My lady, you are beautiful and have the voice of an angel."
"Thank you, Thor, but I'm not that great."
"You are that great, Nat." Steve insisted. "Do you have anything to say, Tony?"
Tony remained quiet, because he didn't want to lower his pride in admitting that Natasha was a great singer and that he was wrong the whole time about her. "Yeah…she's okay." That was all his ego allowed him to say.
Steve shrugged and invited Natasha to join them. Clint got up and let Nat sit next to Steve so he could observe the couple more easily when they were together. He would love to see them slip out of their mask, and he would get the answer he wanted.
But there was nothing wrong with their gestures or body language except for the proximity. They were comfortable enough with each other to let the other person into their personal space. The way they leaned into each other was the only proof he needed.
Then Clint noticed something. The most important element to the equation—the eyes. The way they looked at one another. No matter how good they were in refraining their gestures, their eyes told him everything. That wasn't the way you looked at your friend. The longing, loving looks they gave each other were the best proof. Frankly, Steve never looked at Sharon like that.
Clint was determined to know, but right now he needed to ask Natasha more important things than of his suspicions of the couple.
"Hey…is there any chance you know Maria Hill?" Clint asked.
"She's my friend." Nat replied.
"Great! Can I have her phone number? I would like to meet her again." Clint said. "Nothing sexual, nothing about stripping, just a man and a woman looking for something more."
"She did quite a number on you, huh?" Steve wiggled his eyebrows teasingly at his friend. "She should, because Maria is beautiful and she's your type."
"I don't have a type." Clint lied, trying to get out of it. "We talked about many things the other night and our interests simply aligned. We were connected!"
"Yeah you do." Steve and Nat said in unison.
Clint blushed slightly and handed Natasha his phone so she could enter Hill's number in his phone.
"Here you go, sport. Treat her well or I will hunt you down and cut off your junk."
"You two take care of each other too. Don't break Steve's heart, Natasha." Clint shot back.
The couple blushed immediately and looked away in different directions. Clint chuckled at their reaction, but there was no more time for him to exploit more when Stark drew attention to himself.
"Umm…What the hell grew on your face, Rogers?" Tony asked.
Steve rubbed his jaw and found the rough stubbles. "Oh…I forgot to shave."
He'd forgotten to shave his beard because he had something better to do with his time than shave his beard. Why shave it off when he could leave beard burn all over his girl; the mere sight of it on Natasha's skin was such a turn on for him!
His eyes met with Natasha's and she knew that too.
"You must be hella occupied to forget shaving your beard." Tony suggested.
"Is that had something to do with the woman you're currently into?" Clint asked. "Well, you seem to secretly disappear from the group everyday so I have to say you are hiding her from us."
Steve blushed but quickly covered for himself. "I don't have anyone."
Under the table, Natasha touched his thigh and deliberately slid her hand against his crotch. Steve went still. Her bare foot rubbed against his leg. Steve got goosebumps all over his body but he didn't stop her.
He definitely had one of the seductive devils as his girl.
Steve survived at the drinking table without embarrassing himself, but he got a major hard on and Natasha was the only problem for him. She kept palming her hand on his crotch and kept her eyes on him all the time. Steve was trying to play it cool, but ended up drinking lots of whiskey to cover up his reddened face.
When their friends wanted to leave, Steve told them that he would drop Natasha off at her apartment before he had another meeting with his client. (Which was a lie, because he would totally spend all his time with Natasha and take care of unfinished business.)
His friend didn't seem to be suspicious at all, and told them to have a safe ride back to her place. When Natasha closed the door, she was immediately pushed back right up against it. Steve kissed her hard, making Nat moan into his mouth. Her legs came wrapping around his waist and he pressed himself tighter to her so she could feel how hard he already was.
"You little minx." He groaned. He could hardly see through the lust tinting his vision. "Look what you did to me."
"I don't know what you are talking about."
He grunted against her lips. "You're unbelievable."
Steve kissed her deeply and passionately. His hands went to her shirt, trying to pry the buttons off, but lost his patience another second later and tore the shirt off of her body. Nat squealed in surprise. Steve's eyes were fixed at her lacy bra. Her cleavage was almost spilling out.
"Fuck, Nat," He said as he took in the sight of her and that was enough to get her arching against him. Steve dipped his head back on her neck, kissing, sucking, and nibbling at the soft flesh, leaving purple marks along the trail. Natasha could feel the rough stubble dragging and leaving a burning red mark every time it rubbed against her skin. She shivered, hand grabbing tightly to his neck and hair.
He let her down on her feet to get her jeans and panties off her. Natasha reached behind and unclasped her bra, tossing it aside before she pulled his white t-shirt off and took care of his jeans. They were both naked within a minute and Natasha found herself pressed up against the front door again, legs wrapped around his hips with her stilettos digging into the small of his back. His lips mouthed on her cleavage, light bites that made Natasha whimper with pure need, trying to push his head down on her nipple. He took the cue and sucked her hard nipple into his hot mouth. His tongue flicked, alternating with light bites.
"Steve…." She moaned as she felt the head of his hard cock rubbing against her. Steve put his hand between her legs and found that she was already soaking wet. Steve stroked himself, spreading pre cum from the head before he slid straight into her, his hard length filling her so good that she had to bite down on his shoulder to keep silent.
He began to move, and there was nothing gentle about it. Her hips thudded against the door as he pounded into her. Steve's face was nestled against her neck, his scent surrounding her and she clutched desperately at him when his teeth latched onto her skin. He whispered that he would make her come so hard that she wouldn't be able to stand when they finished. Nat moaned in his ear, her fingernails digging into his skin. Her head rolled back against the wall. "Fuck Steve..."
"Close your eyes." He ordered and she obeyed. "And feel it."
Steve began to pick up the pace, making her go crazy and beg for more. His hand went back to squeezing her breasts while his lips kissed away her screams and turned them into moans laced with pleasure. She felt herself get filled with his cock as he pushed himself further and further inside of her until the tip of his cock was buried deep against her cervix. Nat bit into his lower lip. Her eyes remained closed and the pleasure was ten times more intense than usual. Her mouth was wide open, panting as she tried to breathe. She couldn't really talk, so she kissed him and he fucked her even harder. "There! There! Harder!" she yelled.
When Steve felt her walls convulse, he knew that she was close. He grabbed her hips and held her tightly to the door as he pulled himself slowly and tortuously out of her wet, dripping pussy until only the head of his cock was inside of her. She was panting, begging for him to keep fucking her. She was so close and she wanted him to cum inside of her. Steve smiled against her lips before slamming his hard length all the way back inside of her.
They were both too consumed by lust to think straight anymore. She let her body be consumed by his cock. He thrust inside of her now with an intense rhythm. She bit her bottom lip as his cock rammed into her soaking wet pussy.
"Steve…almost there, baby." Nat moaned.
"Yeah…me too."
He made sharp and intense thrusts and she arched her back into him. Her hands were pulling on his hair, then scratching his shoulders. Her body shook forcefully, muscles clenching. Nat screamed as she came hard. Her walls milked at his cock, pulling him with her. Steve unloaded a hot spurt of his cum deep inside of her, making Natasha arch into him again. Her leg was shaking as Steve continuously shot his cum. She could felt his cock twitching and spasming inside of her. He stayed still, burying deep, lips kissing her lovingly until they both came down from their high.
Nat panted against his lips as they parted slightly for some air. "I don't think I can walk." she admitted.
"I can carry you to the bathroom." he suggested. "I think another shower is in order."
"Yeah. You made me all wet and sticky, lover boy." she murmured in his ear.
"I will clean you up, ma'am." he smiled mischievously.
Steve pulled his cock out of her. He smiled when he heard her whimper at the emptiness. Steve gently carried her inside the bathroom and placed her in the bathtub, running the warm water so it might help soothe their soreness. Steve slid down behind her and Natasha leaned back until she was fully settled against him. His arms came to wrap around her.
"Want me to clean you up?" he asked.
"Uh-huh," That was all she could reply, dropping her head on his shoulders and relishing in the touch of his hands roaming all over her body.
Steve got the soft sponge and poured the liquid soap on it. He began to clean her body, all the while kissing her lips gently to distract her of what he was about to do.
He took her nipple between his fingers, rolling and circling with his thumb. Nat moaned into the kiss but couldn't anything to stop him. His other hand took the sponge down between her legs, making her breath hitch and squirm in his arms.
"What are you doing?" she asked, a little breathless.
"Cleaning you, darling." he replied innocently. "Cleaning and pleasuring you at the same time."
"I have plans for us tonight, so you can't wear me out this early in the day."
Steve pouted. "Can we skip it?"
"But I got free tickets and it is an incredible show. You will love it."
He kissed her lips. "Alright. I'll pleasure you later."
Steve quickly cleaned them both up and carried Natasha out of the tub, drying her before they got dressed. Nat told him to have only his boxers on because she still had something to do to him. She guided him to sit down on the chair in front of the mirror. Then she came back with scissors.
"What is that for?"
She looked at him lovingly, pushing her fingers through his blond locks. "You hair is getting too long. I like it short, but long enough that I can hold on to it when we have sex."
Steve smiled. "Do whatever you want, bae."
"I will shave off that beard too. I can't go to work at night because you leave beard burns everywhere!"
"Then why should we shave it off?" Steve grinned. "I think I will leave it on. I know you like it when I drag my beard on you."
"No, I do not."
"You moan pretty loud."
She flushed but didn't reply him, keeping her focus on his hair instead; but her bae never got enough of her, so he settled his hands on her hips, thumbs lightly brushing at her bare skin. A victorious smile appeared on his face when he saw her shiver. She ordered him to stay still as he could.
When she was done with his hair, she gently washed his hair again. She dried his hair for him too and Steve pulled her onto his lap.
"You reminded me of my mom." He said, looking up into her beautiful green eyes. "She always cut my hair for me."
Nat smiled at him. "What did she look like?"
"Beautiful, long blond hair, big blue eyes." He replied. "She was a nurse. Sweet and gentle, but a firecracker and protective of her son."
"If I'd had a chance to meet her, I would have loved her too."
"She would have loved you too, Natasha."
She couldn't resist kissing him. Her hands slightly ran over his beard covered jaw, loving the rough feeling of it. It triggered a sexy memory of Steve dragging it between her thighs, and now she was left with a huge internal debate on whether she should shave his beard or not.
"I will let you keep this for a little while." She told him.
"I will make sure to put it to good use."
They spent the whole evening trying to come up with new scenarios for them in the bedroom. Steve took it seriously and googled everything, but Natasha was the one to come up with the most interesting thing. She asked him if he had ever heard of ice dildos before.
It ended up with them watching a whole video of how to make it, and they spent the rest of the afternoon doing science experiments. A massive mess ensued and turned into a water fight, but in the end, they got like six ice dildos in the freezer.
They had to dry themselves up, and Steve was running out of clothes again. Steve decided that he would have to buy more clothes and leave them at her apartment. They went out shopping to kill the time. Steve got everything he needed and told the staff to deliver it to her building.
Steve took them for dinner, and it almost felt normal. Nothing sexual, just a guy and a girl wanting to be with one another. Everything between them lately had been sexual and very unconventional. They needed this, or else they would not leave their bed and keep fucking like it was the end of the world.
Natasha finally revealed that they would attend the O by Cirque du Soleil at the Bellagio. Nat told him that they should dress in something fancy, and it ended up with them walking out of Gucci in suits and an evening dress.
When they arrived, Natasha surprised him with an exclusive VIP box suite, offering a unique opera-house style and feel. The staff came to them with a choice of champagnes and wines for them to pick. They both put aside their pride for not consuming 'pretentious' alcohols by picking champagne for this rare occasion. Then the staff served them with a tower of chocolate truffles and informed them that there was a private cocktail server at their service.
Steve noticed that the VIP box was very private. There was a private entry and a soundproof drapery. Why would he pass up such an opportunity to test how good it was?
When everything was all set up and the staff left them alone, Steve immediately pushed Natasha against the wall and kissed her hard. Nat moaned against his lips, a bit dazed by his sudden aggressive behavior. She thought it was just a kiss until his hand ran up her right thigh.
"What are you doing, Rogers?" She asked.
"I want to prove the quality of this soundproof wall." He replied slyly, and dipped his head to her neck, trailing hot kisses up and down.
Before Natasha could say anything, Steve had already hiked her legs up around his waist. His crotch pressed against her center and was hardening. Suddenly, Steve stopped his assault at her neck, pulling away as he frowned.
His finger traced at her neck where he'd previously put his lips. "You put make-up here."
"I have to cover up all the hickeys and burns you gave me, dummy." She told him.
"I don't like the taste of cosmetics on my lips. I like the taste of your skin."
"I have to, or else people will look at me."
"If they look down at you, I will punch them." He swore.
Nat kissed him. "Does this mean we don't have to test the quality of these walls?"
Before Steve could reply, the announcer said that the show would begin in five minutes. Steve had half a mind to ignore the whole thing and fuck Natasha against the wall, but he couldn't.
"Yeah…let's watch the damn show." Steve sighed, and let her down.
Natasha fixed her dress and hair before they sat down in their seats. When the show started and the whole hall went dark, Steve grinned mischievously and gently placed his hand on her thigh. Nat turned to him with a smile because of his touch. Suddenly, she was shivering when he deliberately dragged his hand along her inner thigh and brushed his fingers at her panties.
"Damn it, Rogers." She groaned and slapped his hand away. "Just watch the show."
"You're distracting me, darling." He cooed in her ear with his seductive voice.
Her face reddened, and Steve knew she was aroused as he was. He couldn't wait for the show to end so he could drag her back to his penthouse and spent the rest of the night fucking each other's brains out.
Steve was trying really hard to his focus on the show, but once he could concentrate, he found that the show was pretty amazing, with world class acrobats and synchronized swimmers performing in, on, and above the water.
The show ended and Steve quickly dragged Natasha out of the building and headed back to his hotel. He couldn't stand it any longer if he wasn't inside her. The cab driver almost kicked them out because of their steamy make out session. Steve had Nat pinned down on the back seat, but the driver coughed really loudly.
Steve tipped the driver generously before he dragged Natasha inside the hotel. Once they were in the elevator, he had her up against the glass wall of the elevator. Nat had to admit that she was a little bit disappointed when Steve didn't do her in the VIP box. Now, he pressed her against the glass wall, probably where everyone down there could notice them.
They reached the penthouse before anything could happen. Steve found a note that Bruce left for him.
'Out partying somewhere. Probably come back at dawn. Bruce'
Steve turned to Nat but his eyes were still looking at the note. "We have to penthouse all to ourselves." He looked up at her and found that Natasha was heading outside, slyly shimmying the dress off of her body. "What are you doing?"
"Come on, lover boy." She said. "We're gonna go skinny dipping!"
Steve quickly followed her out and shredded the suit off of his body. They held hands before cannonballing into the pool together. Natasha swam into his arms and kissed him. Steve's senses were suddenly on overdrive. They returned to the surface, breathing hard.
"Bae, look! It's a full moon." Natasha said.
Steve turned around to look at the same direction as her. "Everything just triples our mood, doesn't it?" Steve turned back to capture her lips with his again. "You are so beautiful, darling."
She pulled away for a little. "Really?"
"The most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my entire life" He confirmed.
Nat threw her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. Steve made her want more of him every time they were together. She wanted all of him. She needed all of him.
Because she was sure that she would give him all of her too.
Nat traced her tongue on his lips as she moved in to kiss him. This time, he closed his eyes and pressed his lips firmly against hers. Steve let out a soft moan. She gently parted his lips with her tongue, slipping it inside of her mouth. He instinctively responded, twirling his tongue around hers. He wrapped his arms around her, running his fingers through her hair as their kiss became more heated, more passionate.
"God," Steve groaned against her lips. "You are making me crazy."
She smirked, her eyes flashing with lust. His eyes too were a shade darker, full of lust, passion. Steve backed her up until she was against the glass edge of the infinity pool. He kissed her again, deep and demanding, trapping her in dark passion.
Steve broke the kiss and she let her head fall on his shoulder, breathing against his neck. She ground her hips against his, earning a guttural moan from Steve.
"Are we going to do this here?" She asked again. "You friends might come back anytime."
"Bae, you know this kink turns us on more than anything." He replied with a smirk. "Besides, if they walk in on us, we better make sure to give them a show."
Natasha shivered at the thought. "When do they come back?"
"Not anytime soon."
Before Natasha could say anything, Steve sealed her lips with his and she moaned into his mouth. She ran her hands down his bare chest and to his cock, teasing him for a few seconds before stroking him. Steve bucked his hips into her hand and grunted into her mouth. Steve quickly pulled her left leg up and she hooked it around his ass, pulling him closer to her. His hard length pressed against her hot center, causing her to whimper. The friction was enough to send sparks through their body. She bit her lower lip to keep her moan in.
Steve leaned into her ear and whispered seductively. "Let out your moans and screams, baby. No one can hear us."
Nat moaned in response. "Fuck me, lover boy. Make me come and fill me up."
He gave a primal roar and finally thrust his cock all the way into her tight heat. Nat screamed as he bottomed out, holding Steve by his shoulders and biceps. Steve too groaned out loud from the pleasing burn against his shaft. Steve kissed her neck, then bit (it), not quite hard enough to leave a bruise; she shifted her legs and made him slide deeper inside.
"Nat…" He groaned.
Steve began to thrust in and out of her. There was no technique or fancy moves this time. It was the pure desire just to fuck her and get them high on pleasure. Natasha whimpered every time his hips snapped forward, fucking her at a quicker pace. Her breath was hot in his ear, fingernails digging into his shoulders.
Her moans turned into screams when he pulled out almost completely and slammed all the way back in with every thrust. Her hips bucked to meet his with every thrust, her eyes locked onto his as they rutted into one another. Steve started to pant. She took a moment to enjoy the noises coming from her lover. Steve's eyes locked onto hers the whole time, watching her breasts bounce with every stride. Natasha loved the fact she could feel Steve watching every reaction on her face as he drove his cock in, hitting her g-spot.
"Steve…"
"Oh fuck!" He cried when her walls gripped tightly to his cock. He knew she was close. "Baby, you're going to make me come."
"I'm almost there too…"
He held onto her at her ass with a bruising grip as he fucked her into the glass wall. Her pussy clamped down on his cock. Moans broke from him and her name was a steady stream from his lips as he tipped over the edge. She felt his cock expand and throb as he groaned and exploded inside her as she continued tightly squeezing his cock. Her smaller frame was equally shaken, shuddering and trembling as her own orgasm took hold. Steve could feel her walls tightening around him and she screamed his name and cursed in Russian every time she felt his cock twitch, pumping his load inside of her.
Steve shallowly fucked them through their orgasms until Natasha told him to stop because she couldn't take it any more. Her body was too sensitive. Steve pulled out of her and peppered her with kisses. Nat was still breathing hard, so Steve carried her to the Jacuzzi tub nearby, turning it on and let the water sooth them. He sat her down on his lap and continued to kiss her.
"Bae, that was amazing." She murmured.
"Like I said, everything just tripled our mood." He huffed a laugh. "But I have to say, you're a screamer."
"Shut up, Rogers" She said, but didn't do anything else as her body went numb and she was weak on his lap.
"What? I just love how you scream my name."
She retaliated with taking her hand to his cock and stroking him, making his breath shudder. "Don't start something you can't finish." He warned because he knew if he was aroused again, he could last longer than the first time.
"But if I say no to you, you wouldn't force me to do it, would you?"
Steve knew that there was something more to that simple question. It was about trust.
"You know that I wouldn't do that to you." He replied.
Nat smiled. "Lucky for you, lover boy, because I wouldn't say no to you anytime soon."
Steve smiled and kissed her. Her hand still stroking him, making him come fully hard. Steve pulled away and ordered her to get on her kneel and let her upper body and arms rested on the edge of the jacuzzi, facing Natasha toward the skyline of the city while he stood behind her.
She screamed when Steve suddenly entered her from behind. He bent over her, covering her back with his torso, his mouth up against her ear. "God…darling, you are so tight his way." He worked his cock into her, slowly pressing in inch by delicious inch, letting her know that he was taking his own sweet time.
"Steve…please…" She begged.
"Darling, trust me, I will make you feel so good." He told her, and she could only whimper incoherently in response. "I will discover everything that you like, everything that makes you moan and come the hardest…"
Talking to her like this was one of those things, and not to mention she loved when he took her from behind. He knew as soon as he pulled his cock out and Nat mumbled a protest. Steve smiled and told her to be patient because he would give her so much pleasure that she would not be able to walk right the next morning. He lifted her hips up until they were above the water. He got down on the same level as her pussy before driving his tongue inside, collecting her sweet juices and thrusting his fingers in. He pulled his fingers out only to place them in her mouth. "Taste how much your body wants this."
She suckled and licked his fingers, moaning when she found the mixed taste of them. She laved his tongue on his fingers, mimicking the way she would lick his cock. Steve groaned and thrust his member back inside of her. Only after she had licked them clean did Steve pull his hand out of her mouth, reaching down to grasp one of her breasts swinging freely. His fingers teased and pinched her nipple.
Natasha tried focusing her breathing but every time Steve slammed into her, it was practically impossible. When he filled her up this way, it was more intense and more vulnerable than usual since she couldn't see him, only feeling his breath on her neck or his lips on her shoulder. His cock filled her up at a different angle, it was wonderfully arousing. She bit her lower lip to keep from screaming when the head of his cock bumped against her cervix again.
"Just let it all out, bae. Don't keep it in. I love when you scream my name." Nat just didn't stop screaming. Her throat was sore by the time she felt the orgasm building within her. The way she screamed his name only made Steve pound into her harder. He would admit that he had a thing when Natasha screamed his name like this. She let out a loud cry of pure pleasure when her orgasm hit her. Her whole body was shaking and convulsing, pulling Steve with her.
He was climaxing, too, shouting and growling incoherently as he lost control and pounded into Natasha with all of his strength, fucking her through his own orgasm, until he simply had no more juice left within him. Underneath him, Natasha's arms gave out, and she collapsed, lying her upper body on the edge of the jacuzzi. Her breath came in ragged sobs. Steve rolled off of her and flopped down, pulling Natasha back onto his lap. Her head nested on the crook of his neck.
"Are you alright, bae?" He asked, a bit worried that she didn't say anything.
"I'm okay…just need a little time to catch my breath."
Steve huffed and kissed the top of her head lovingly. "Let's go clean up and go to bed, hmm?"
"Yeah."
He carried her out of the jacuzzi and headed to the pool shower. He let the hot water run down their bodies as he quickly cleaned them up with soap. Nat clung tightly to him because she wasn't sure that her legs would be able to stand on their own.
She was already half asleep when Steve carried her to bed, gently tucking her in. Nat was trying to mumble her thanks but her throat was sore.
"I will get something for you." He told her, and walked out of the room with only his boxers on.
Steve came back five minutes later with a cup of tea and honey for her. Nat smiled at how adorable he was. He could be a sex god, but he was still her giant puppy dog. His blue eyes were fixed on her, and when she sat the cup down, he kissed her.
"Sorry about that," He murmured against her lips.
"Don't be, lover boy." She replied. "Let's get some sleep, huh?"
"Okay."
He slid into bed next to her, pulling her into his embrace before they drifted off together.
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