p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James was kept under observation for another week in the lab. Spikes of emotions and confusion were heavily present the first couple days as his brain healed. Natasha slept on the floor of the lab every day, waking to continue telling him stories of her life when they were apart. She detailed her favorite cities, her best missions. She told him about all of the Avengers. Who they were. What they could do. Anything she could think of she talked about in order to ease his discomfort. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"During the days Shuri ran a lot of tests and Natasha got her breaks to shower, eat and enjoy Wakanda. Her newest thing was to spar with Okoye and the other members of T'challa's guard. The women were fierce fighters but so was Natasha. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Show me the thigh thing again." Okoye gasped after Natasha had just taken her down with her signature acrobatic leg move. She was drenched in the hot sun. Her pale skin had developed a tan from her days outside. She adjusted her leggings and sports bra and smiled. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha smiled, "Think I can take T'challa?"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Okoye smirked, "Naturally."/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha laughed and waved at T'challa. "Your highness you're needed for demonstration purposes." /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"T'challa approached and transformed into his panther suit. Natasha teased, "Oh c'mon, I don't bite."/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Says the super spy called Black Widow. I know exactly how you bite." T'challa reminisced back to Leipzig./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She laughed, "Fair enough."/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Okoye circled Natasha as she started to spar with T'challa. He leapt forward intent on tackling her. She let him get just close enough before she broke his arms grip on her and dug her foot into his thigh and propelled herself upwards. Her legs circled his shoulder and in dramatic fashion she threw her upper body downwards. T'challa's balance was broken and he hurled feet over head into the ground. Natasha scrambled to her feet as everyone clapped. She helped T'challa up./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Tomorrow you come to our training. The other warriors need to learn this." Okoye smiled. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Certainly. I'd love to help. I'll bring Steve, he could use a dose of humility." She laughed and watched Steve throw his hands up./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Come here Steve. I want to break down the steps for her." Natasha pleaded. After a few minutes, she got Steve to join her./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Steve wasn't in a mood to be taken down by her easily. He kept moving his hands or his feet when she tried to direct him to move. "Rodgers!" She swatted his arm. For the third time he wind-milled his arms making it hard for her to vault onto his shoulders./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"The others watching thought it was hilarious. Okoye stepped back as Natasha hurried to try again, more determined to best Steve when he was goofing off. She boosted herself upwards again having blocked his arm. She got one leg over his shoulder as he caught her other foot. She lost her balance as he trapped both of her legs as she tried to correct her mistake and hop off his shoulders. Natasha swung backwards hoping for the best but Steve's grip did not break. She hung upside down over his should. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Steve!" She huffed as he laughed raucously. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"The others were in fits of laughter and Steve approached the fountain near the area where they sparred. "No! Rodgers! Don't you dare!" She wrenched her hands into his shirt. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Aww, C'mon Nat, it'll be refreshing." Steve loosened his grip on her legs and flung her into the water. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"In a last-ditch effort, she tugged harder on his shirt and brought him with her. Water cascaded over both of them. Natasha staggered to her feet, her hair plastered to her face as she sputtered. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She flung water with her hands into his face. He retaliated and kicked water in her direction. She staggered to the ledge to free herself from the splashes. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Oh, what is this?" Shuri exclaimed, "Did I miss all the fun?"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha wrung out her hair and glanced at Steve, her chest heaving quickly. "Rodger's has a twisted sense of fun."/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"T'challa smiled, "Sergeant Barnes. Free from the lab?"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James stepped out onto the magnificent outdoor area. Natasha whirled around and ran towards him. She crashed into him. His hands clasped around her tightly and spun her around quickly. He kissed her deeply and dipped her backwards. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"He pulled away and took a look at her, "Why are you wet?"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She plucked at his soaked shirt now. "Steve doesn't fight fair." /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James looked at Steve and laughed, "Did she deserve it?"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Definitely." Steve concluded and hugged James. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha let the two of them have their moment and sat down on the sun baked granite and dumped water out of her tennis shoes and wrung out her socks. Many of the others had left, giving the three guests their time to reconnect. Rivulets of water dripped down her skin. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She laid back on the ground and let the sun evaporate the water from her clothes. A while later a shadow blocked her sun. She squinted and looked up at James./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Dried out yet?" He pulled her off the ground. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Barely." She leaned into him and sighed. "Where's Steve?"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""He's going to London." James said quickly./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""What?" She gasped./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""He said he was inspired by you and I. He couldn't let a girl slip through his fingers again." /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She smiled, "Sharon." She hugged him tightly, "I get you all to myself now."/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James smirked and kissed her quickly. It dawned on her that Steve's departure wasn't very well planned. She broke away. "He can't go... We're wanted criminals." She breathed and turned around to look for Steve. "We're hiding here because no one could get to us here. Sharon won't be able to hide him!"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James squeezed her shoulders, "He's got a plan. I think he'll be fine."/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha raised an eyebrow, "I know the minute I step out of here Stark will bring me in." /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James rubbed her arm, "We can deal with Stark. Hasn't he had a while to deal with everything that happened?"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""You don't know Tony like I do. He holds grudges and I double crossed him. He's upset. Steve, Sam, and I are wanted for breaking the Accords. Wanda and Vision took off. It's a mess." She admitted./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""We've got forever to figure it out Natasha." He kissed her cheek. She shut her eyes and smiled./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Do you mean it? Forever?" She asked./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Get me rings and I'll marry you right now." He swept her off the ground with a laugh./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She held on tightly as he swept her upwards, "Don't tease me like that, unless you mean it."/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"He set her back down, "I'd never joke about marrying you. I'm almost 100 years old. I don't want to wait any longer to start my life. Think about it. You're not tied down by an agency. I'm free of HYDRA. We can find somewhere safe, settle down and start our lives. What do you say?"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Everything he said was perfect, she rested her head on his chest as he talked. The low rumble of his voice was soothing. "Find those rings and ask me properly." She smiled up at him. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James kissed her hard and pulled away moments later. Both of them breathless and flushed. Natasha smiled, "My room?"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Hurry." He said and grabbed her discarded tennis shoes and socks./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha hurried through the halls of the building towards her room, trying to wipe the grin off her face. She fumbled with the beaded bracelet that electronically unlocked her door. James' hand gripped her hips from behind her and ground himself against her as she struggled./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""James!" She laughed as he wedged her against the door. His hands groping every inch of her he could get. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She panted and waved her wrist over the scanner again. It flashed red indignantly. She glanced down the hallway as his fingers slipped inside the front of her leggings. She gasped and trapped his hand with her free one. She waved her wrist again, begging the damn thing to open. It finally flashed green and Natasha flung the door open and then shut again in seconds. James was already unzipping his pants. Their clothes tossed to the floor in a flurry of movement. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James backed her into the bed and quickly parted her legs. He wasted no time burying himself inside her. She throbbed around him already, so impossibly dripping for him. James gasped against her neck. "Oh… you're so ready for me." His breath was hot against her skin. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Yes.." She moaned, she throbbed again, milking him inside her./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James panted as he drew out of her and thrust in slowly. Natasha whimpered under him, her eyes fluttering. He could read her like a book. His lips anchored on her throat, "Are you going to come for me already, Tasha?" His fingers slipped between them, rubbing that spot he knew would unravel her. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"He had barely touched her and here she was on the verge of falling over the edge. Her hips rocked sharply in response to his fingers. "James!" She moaned, her hands clawing into the sheets./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James loved it how she lost control in seconds of him touching her. "Go on, Tasha. Let me see you come." He gasped, thrusting in tandem with his hand. His eyes glued on hers as she cried out loudly. Her body tightening around him magnificently./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"He pulled is had away as she throbbed and gasped, "Yes, baby.." He moaned, gripping her hips and thrusting into her deeply. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha crushed her lips to his as he worked into her harder. "God! Yes!" She gasped as he buried himself in her thrust after thrust. Her eyes fluttered and rolled each time he sank into her. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Do you like that, Tasha?" He moaned against her jaw./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"His words shot right to the core of her. She throbbed at the thought of his dirty words. James panted, a smirk on his lips. "Oh god… yes I can feel that you do."/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She was glorious and so responsive he had to take advantage of it. "Mmm.. Shall I touch you again? Wouldn't you like that?" His fingers inched from her hip./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Please…" Natasha gasped breathlessly./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"His fingers sunk between her legs again, rubbing her so slowly that she whined./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""You know what I want…" He thrust into her slowly now drawing out of her in deep slow thrusts./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She arched under him, desperate for more. "Tell me.." She whimpered./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""My lips…My tongue bringing you undone like my fingers." He panted against her collar bone. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha moaned breathily, "James…. Yes… Keep talking!" She throbbed around him again, so close to the edge. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"He was holding out for her again, wanting to see her go first before him. "Oh… yes… I've thought about your pretty little mouth wrapped around me. God.. Tasha.. You'd bring me to my knees." His fingers worked her furiously between his thrusts. She was nearly screaming. "C'mon, Tasha…" He thrust harder as her body twitched and exploded over the edge again. In a single thrust, he buried himself to the hilt and spilled inside her. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha tossed her head back into the pillow as she tried to catch her breath. James trapped her face between his hands and kissed her firmly, "God damn.. I love you." He said reverently./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She gasped and pecked his lips. Completely blissed out of her mind. "I love you, you dirty, dirty old man." She breathed./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James laughed and pulled her on top of him. Natasha kissed him firmly and dug her fingers into his hair. His hands trailed down her spine making her twitch and shiver on top of him. She burst out into laughter against his lips as he trailed his hand up her hip. "Ticklish?" He smirked and looked up at her. Her red hair spilling over her shoulders./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""No!" She pressed her lips together and bit back a laugh as he stroked her hip again ever so softly. She twitched and stiffened, laughter breaking from her lips. James grinned and doubled his efforts, as Natasha squirmed. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""James!" She pleaded, "Stop!" Her hands pawed at his on her sides, the blankets slipping around her as she struggled to her knees./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Not a chance." He said firmly and flipped her over. He pinned her hands firmly above her head. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha panted quickly as she locked her legs around his waist and tried to roll. "Are we really going to wrestle, I think we both know who's going to win this." She said testily./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Afraid you'll lose, sweetheart? I understand, you can back out now." James raised an eyebrow at her and pecked her lips as she gasped in shock./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha narrowed her eyes at him playfully, "It's sweet that you think you'll beat me." She pitched herself to the side under him and got him leaning just enough to break the hold on her hands. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She grinned and pushed herself upwards. James laughed and pushed her back, his arm circling her waist and sliding her up the bed. She hit the mattress with a thud and he was on her in an instant. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"His cybernetic hand pinned her arms after a quick scuffle and his real hand braced himself over her. His legs trapped hers between his. She was pinned./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""What was that about beating you again?" He panted, looking down at her with delight in his eyes. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha wasn't even mad, "I don't seem to recall…" she had other things on her mind. Wrestling him naked had wound her right back up. She could feel him hot and wanting against her stomach. "Would you like a prize for your efforts, soldier?" She kissed his jaw as he shifted his weight./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"The soldier remark lit him up. He looked down at her with heady eyes, "Oh, yes…" He breathed and kissed her heavily, taking his time kissing her until the need for air was too much to ignore. "Was that my prize?"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She shook her head, "Oh no. Why don't you let me go and I'll show you..."/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James gently released her hands and sat up against the headboard and pillows. Natasha swiftly straddled his lap and crushed her lips against his. James hands slid down and cupped her ass as she leaned into him. Her hands slid down his chest from his shoulders. He was more muscular than before. The years had strengthened him. His muscles rock hard under her hands. She ground against him, hard and wanting against her./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"His hands rose to her hips pressing her into him as she ground. Her lips parted against his neck, a soft whimper escaping. She pushed his hands off, "This is your treat.." She reminded, wanting to treat him for beating her./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"He slid his hands up her soft stomach to palm her breasts. "Then let me enjoy it, Tasha." He smiled./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha arched into his touch and rose off her knees determined to sink onto him. James kissed down her throat until his lips stopped on the scar that marked her shoulder. His hands gripped her hips as he reverently pressed his lips to the scar, his eyes falling shut. Natasha felt the breath leave her body. His eyes shut tightly. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""James…" She whispered, her hands brushing his hair. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She knew what he was doing, apologizing for what he had done. She knew it would come. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""I'm.." He started./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Don't you say it." She cut him off quickly, he breath coming in sharp pants./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"He tucked her under him in a swift roll and kissed her briefly. His eyes were full of remorse. Natasha cupped his face, "It doesn't matter. Please…" She brushed her fingers over his lips. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Where's the other one?" He breathed, his fingers skimming her skin to find the raised scar./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""…Left hip…" She whispered after a long pause. This was not how she had imagined his treat going. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James parted her legs, sliding down until his lips found the scar. Natasha felt a lump in her throat as he buried his face against her hip. His hands cradling her waist gently. She drew in a ragged breath, the emotions she thought she had bested came flooding back. The pain, the anger, the confusion from the wounds. Tears washed down her temples, disappearing into her hair. She squeezed her eyes shut in an effort to stop the tears./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Her chest heaved as she breathed quickly. James kissed the scar again before crawling back up her body. He kissed her temples, brushing the tears away on both sides. She was embarrassed now and huffed. "Look what you did now, getting all emotional. I told you to stop." She laughed at herself and wiped her eyes./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James shook his head and gave her a soft smile, "You'll never know how deeply guilty I feel about those. I don't remember doing it, but I know I did it." He cupped her face, "I should be the one treating you…" He kissed her lips./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"He could have shot her a third time and she was sure it wouldn't have ever made her turn away. "There's nothing you can do to me that's going to make me walk away." How many people could be shot by someone twice and still love them? Was it a testament to the strength they had or how clouded her judgement had gotten?/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James buried his head into her neck, favoring her with hot kisses up and down her throat and chest. His lips trailed down the hollow between her breasts before his tongue swiped over her nipple. There he stayed for several moments, enjoying her soft hums of pleasure./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha curled her toes into the sheets, "I need you." She buried her fingers into his hair. She pressed into him, needing to feel more of him. Gone was the feeling of another quick and dirty round. This had suddenly turned more emotional than she had bargained for. He was worshipping her. Taking his time. This… This is how she imagined it would have gone for years if she had been reunited with him. Not that she didn't love how desperate and wanton their first round was a while ago. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James braced himself above her for a moment to line himself up and sink into her. He settled onto his elbows, kissing her hard. Natasha hooked her feet behind his thighs, driving him deeper into her. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James thrust into her slowly setting a deep rhythm. Natasha gasped sharply as he reared back and sank into her at a torturous pace. Her hips rose against his, rocking quickly to relieve the ache for more. James' hand snapped to her hip and stilled her movements. "Oh, baby.. not yet." He panted and drew out of her again, sinking back in slowly. She squeezed her thighs around his hips, clenching around him desperately. "I want to savor this."/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha whimpered and scratched her nails down his back. She felt goosebumps erupt under her hands. James continued that deliberately slow pace for several minutes until she couldn't take it anymore./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha was trembling under him, sweat peppering her skin as she was driven mad with desire for more of everything. James cradled her face with one hand and clenched the sheets under them. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""James!" She whined, "Please.. Please.. I need you." She gasped, leaning into his hand against her cheek. He panted above her. I was so deliciously hot how much control they had. He kissed her deeply, his tongue delving into her mouth as he drove into her faster now. Her pleas had grown much more desperate in the past minute and she was impossibly wet and hot around him. The ache for more settled deep in his abdomen, but what he wanted more than his own release was the glorious redhead under him./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha rocked her hips into his to match the fast pace he set. James stared into her eyes watching the way they fluttered each time he hilted himself in her. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""James!" She whimpered arching under him breathlessly her hips rocking furiously into his./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"He gripped her him firmly as she clenched around him tightly. "Go on.." He gasped, "I'm right there." /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha wasted no time her fingers digging into his lower back as she came loudly. He thrust into her furiously, finding his own release seconds after hers. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James rolled off of her minutes later and wrapped a heavy arm around her. Natasha slipped a leg over his and rested her head on his chest, absolutely tired now. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"During the days Shuri ran a lot of tests and Natasha got her breaks to shower, eat and enjoy Wakanda. Her newest thing was to spar with Okoye and the other members of T'challa's guard. The women were fierce fighters but so was Natasha. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Show me the thigh thing again." Okoye gasped after Natasha had just taken her down with her signature acrobatic leg move. She was drenched in the hot sun. Her pale skin had developed a tan from her days outside. She adjusted her leggings and sports bra and smiled. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha smiled, "Think I can take T'challa?"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Okoye smirked, "Naturally."/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha laughed and waved at T'challa. "Your highness you're needed for demonstration purposes." /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"T'challa approached and transformed into his panther suit. Natasha teased, "Oh c'mon, I don't bite."/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Says the super spy called Black Widow. I know exactly how you bite." T'challa reminisced back to Leipzig./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She laughed, "Fair enough."/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Okoye circled Natasha as she started to spar with T'challa. He leapt forward intent on tackling her. She let him get just close enough before she broke his arms grip on her and dug her foot into his thigh and propelled herself upwards. Her legs circled his shoulder and in dramatic fashion she threw her upper body downwards. T'challa's balance was broken and he hurled feet over head into the ground. Natasha scrambled to her feet as everyone clapped. She helped T'challa up./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Tomorrow you come to our training. The other warriors need to learn this." Okoye smiled. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Certainly. I'd love to help. I'll bring Steve, he could use a dose of humility." She laughed and watched Steve throw his hands up./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Come here Steve. I want to break down the steps for her." Natasha pleaded. After a few minutes, she got Steve to join her./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Steve wasn't in a mood to be taken down by her easily. He kept moving his hands or his feet when she tried to direct him to move. "Rodgers!" She swatted his arm. For the third time he wind-milled his arms making it hard for her to vault onto his shoulders./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"The others watching thought it was hilarious. Okoye stepped back as Natasha hurried to try again, more determined to best Steve when he was goofing off. She boosted herself upwards again having blocked his arm. She got one leg over his shoulder as he caught her other foot. She lost her balance as he trapped both of her legs as she tried to correct her mistake and hop off his shoulders. Natasha swung backwards hoping for the best but Steve's grip did not break. She hung upside down over his should. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Steve!" She huffed as he laughed raucously. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"The others were in fits of laughter and Steve approached the fountain near the area where they sparred. "No! Rodgers! Don't you dare!" She wrenched her hands into his shirt. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Aww, C'mon Nat, it'll be refreshing." Steve loosened his grip on her legs and flung her into the water. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"In a last-ditch effort, she tugged harder on his shirt and brought him with her. Water cascaded over both of them. Natasha staggered to her feet, her hair plastered to her face as she sputtered. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She flung water with her hands into his face. He retaliated and kicked water in her direction. She staggered to the ledge to free herself from the splashes. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Oh, what is this?" Shuri exclaimed, "Did I miss all the fun?"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha wrung out her hair and glanced at Steve, her chest heaving quickly. "Rodger's has a twisted sense of fun."/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"T'challa smiled, "Sergeant Barnes. Free from the lab?"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James stepped out onto the magnificent outdoor area. Natasha whirled around and ran towards him. She crashed into him. His hands clasped around her tightly and spun her around quickly. He kissed her deeply and dipped her backwards. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"He pulled away and took a look at her, "Why are you wet?"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She plucked at his soaked shirt now. "Steve doesn't fight fair." /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James looked at Steve and laughed, "Did she deserve it?"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Definitely." Steve concluded and hugged James. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha let the two of them have their moment and sat down on the sun baked granite and dumped water out of her tennis shoes and wrung out her socks. Many of the others had left, giving the three guests their time to reconnect. Rivulets of water dripped down her skin. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She laid back on the ground and let the sun evaporate the water from her clothes. A while later a shadow blocked her sun. She squinted and looked up at James./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Dried out yet?" He pulled her off the ground. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Barely." She leaned into him and sighed. "Where's Steve?"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""He's going to London." James said quickly./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""What?" She gasped./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""He said he was inspired by you and I. He couldn't let a girl slip through his fingers again." /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She smiled, "Sharon." She hugged him tightly, "I get you all to myself now."/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James smirked and kissed her quickly. It dawned on her that Steve's departure wasn't very well planned. She broke away. "He can't go... We're wanted criminals." She breathed and turned around to look for Steve. "We're hiding here because no one could get to us here. Sharon won't be able to hide him!"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James squeezed her shoulders, "He's got a plan. I think he'll be fine."/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha raised an eyebrow, "I know the minute I step out of here Stark will bring me in." /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James rubbed her arm, "We can deal with Stark. Hasn't he had a while to deal with everything that happened?"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""You don't know Tony like I do. He holds grudges and I double crossed him. He's upset. Steve, Sam, and I are wanted for breaking the Accords. Wanda and Vision took off. It's a mess." She admitted./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""We've got forever to figure it out Natasha." He kissed her cheek. She shut her eyes and smiled./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Do you mean it? Forever?" She asked./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Get me rings and I'll marry you right now." He swept her off the ground with a laugh./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She held on tightly as he swept her upwards, "Don't tease me like that, unless you mean it."/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"He set her back down, "I'd never joke about marrying you. I'm almost 100 years old. I don't want to wait any longer to start my life. Think about it. You're not tied down by an agency. I'm free of HYDRA. We can find somewhere safe, settle down and start our lives. What do you say?"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Everything he said was perfect, she rested her head on his chest as he talked. The low rumble of his voice was soothing. "Find those rings and ask me properly." She smiled up at him. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James kissed her hard and pulled away moments later. Both of them breathless and flushed. Natasha smiled, "My room?"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Hurry." He said and grabbed her discarded tennis shoes and socks./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha hurried through the halls of the building towards her room, trying to wipe the grin off her face. She fumbled with the beaded bracelet that electronically unlocked her door. James' hand gripped her hips from behind her and ground himself against her as she struggled./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""James!" She laughed as he wedged her against the door. His hands groping every inch of her he could get. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She panted and waved her wrist over the scanner again. It flashed red indignantly. She glanced down the hallway as his fingers slipped inside the front of her leggings. She gasped and trapped his hand with her free one. She waved her wrist again, begging the damn thing to open. It finally flashed green and Natasha flung the door open and then shut again in seconds. James was already unzipping his pants. Their clothes tossed to the floor in a flurry of movement. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James backed her into the bed and quickly parted her legs. He wasted no time burying himself inside her. She throbbed around him already, so impossibly dripping for him. James gasped against her neck. "Oh… you're so ready for me." His breath was hot against her skin. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Yes.." She moaned, she throbbed again, milking him inside her./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James panted as he drew out of her and thrust in slowly. Natasha whimpered under him, her eyes fluttering. He could read her like a book. His lips anchored on her throat, "Are you going to come for me already, Tasha?" His fingers slipped between them, rubbing that spot he knew would unravel her. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"He had barely touched her and here she was on the verge of falling over the edge. Her hips rocked sharply in response to his fingers. "James!" She moaned, her hands clawing into the sheets./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James loved it how she lost control in seconds of him touching her. "Go on, Tasha. Let me see you come." He gasped, thrusting in tandem with his hand. His eyes glued on hers as she cried out loudly. Her body tightening around him magnificently./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"He pulled is had away as she throbbed and gasped, "Yes, baby.." He moaned, gripping her hips and thrusting into her deeply. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha crushed her lips to his as he worked into her harder. "God! Yes!" She gasped as he buried himself in her thrust after thrust. Her eyes fluttered and rolled each time he sank into her. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Do you like that, Tasha?" He moaned against her jaw./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"His words shot right to the core of her. She throbbed at the thought of his dirty words. James panted, a smirk on his lips. "Oh god… yes I can feel that you do."/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She was glorious and so responsive he had to take advantage of it. "Mmm.. Shall I touch you again? Wouldn't you like that?" His fingers inched from her hip./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Please…" Natasha gasped breathlessly./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"His fingers sunk between her legs again, rubbing her so slowly that she whined./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""You know what I want…" He thrust into her slowly now drawing out of her in deep slow thrusts./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She arched under him, desperate for more. "Tell me.." She whimpered./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""My lips…My tongue bringing you undone like my fingers." He panted against her collar bone. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha moaned breathily, "James…. Yes… Keep talking!" She throbbed around him again, so close to the edge. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"He was holding out for her again, wanting to see her go first before him. "Oh… yes… I've thought about your pretty little mouth wrapped around me. God.. Tasha.. You'd bring me to my knees." His fingers worked her furiously between his thrusts. She was nearly screaming. "C'mon, Tasha…" He thrust harder as her body twitched and exploded over the edge again. In a single thrust, he buried himself to the hilt and spilled inside her. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha tossed her head back into the pillow as she tried to catch her breath. James trapped her face between his hands and kissed her firmly, "God damn.. I love you." He said reverently./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She gasped and pecked his lips. Completely blissed out of her mind. "I love you, you dirty, dirty old man." She breathed./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James laughed and pulled her on top of him. Natasha kissed him firmly and dug her fingers into his hair. His hands trailed down her spine making her twitch and shiver on top of him. She burst out into laughter against his lips as he trailed his hand up her hip. "Ticklish?" He smirked and looked up at her. Her red hair spilling over her shoulders./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""No!" She pressed her lips together and bit back a laugh as he stroked her hip again ever so softly. She twitched and stiffened, laughter breaking from her lips. James grinned and doubled his efforts, as Natasha squirmed. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""James!" She pleaded, "Stop!" Her hands pawed at his on her sides, the blankets slipping around her as she struggled to her knees./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Not a chance." He said firmly and flipped her over. He pinned her hands firmly above her head. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha panted quickly as she locked her legs around his waist and tried to roll. "Are we really going to wrestle, I think we both know who's going to win this." She said testily./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Afraid you'll lose, sweetheart? I understand, you can back out now." James raised an eyebrow at her and pecked her lips as she gasped in shock./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha narrowed her eyes at him playfully, "It's sweet that you think you'll beat me." She pitched herself to the side under him and got him leaning just enough to break the hold on her hands. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She grinned and pushed herself upwards. James laughed and pushed her back, his arm circling her waist and sliding her up the bed. She hit the mattress with a thud and he was on her in an instant. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"His cybernetic hand pinned her arms after a quick scuffle and his real hand braced himself over her. His legs trapped hers between his. She was pinned./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""What was that about beating you again?" He panted, looking down at her with delight in his eyes. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha wasn't even mad, "I don't seem to recall…" she had other things on her mind. Wrestling him naked had wound her right back up. She could feel him hot and wanting against her stomach. "Would you like a prize for your efforts, soldier?" She kissed his jaw as he shifted his weight./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"The soldier remark lit him up. He looked down at her with heady eyes, "Oh, yes…" He breathed and kissed her heavily, taking his time kissing her until the need for air was too much to ignore. "Was that my prize?"/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She shook her head, "Oh no. Why don't you let me go and I'll show you..."/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James gently released her hands and sat up against the headboard and pillows. Natasha swiftly straddled his lap and crushed her lips against his. James hands slid down and cupped her ass as she leaned into him. Her hands slid down his chest from his shoulders. He was more muscular than before. The years had strengthened him. His muscles rock hard under her hands. She ground against him, hard and wanting against her./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"His hands rose to her hips pressing her into him as she ground. Her lips parted against his neck, a soft whimper escaping. She pushed his hands off, "This is your treat.." She reminded, wanting to treat him for beating her./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"He slid his hands up her soft stomach to palm her breasts. "Then let me enjoy it, Tasha." He smiled./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha arched into his touch and rose off her knees determined to sink onto him. James kissed down her throat until his lips stopped on the scar that marked her shoulder. His hands gripped her hips as he reverently pressed his lips to the scar, his eyes falling shut. Natasha felt the breath leave her body. His eyes shut tightly. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""James…" She whispered, her hands brushing his hair. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"She knew what he was doing, apologizing for what he had done. She knew it would come. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""I'm.." He started./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Don't you say it." She cut him off quickly, he breath coming in sharp pants./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"He tucked her under him in a swift roll and kissed her briefly. His eyes were full of remorse. Natasha cupped his face, "It doesn't matter. Please…" She brushed her fingers over his lips. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""Where's the other one?" He breathed, his fingers skimming her skin to find the raised scar./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""…Left hip…" She whispered after a long pause. This was not how she had imagined his treat going. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James parted her legs, sliding down until his lips found the scar. Natasha felt a lump in her throat as he buried his face against her hip. His hands cradling her waist gently. She drew in a ragged breath, the emotions she thought she had bested came flooding back. The pain, the anger, the confusion from the wounds. Tears washed down her temples, disappearing into her hair. She squeezed her eyes shut in an effort to stop the tears./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Her chest heaved as she breathed quickly. James kissed the scar again before crawling back up her body. He kissed her temples, brushing the tears away on both sides. She was embarrassed now and huffed. "Look what you did now, getting all emotional. I told you to stop." She laughed at herself and wiped her eyes./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James shook his head and gave her a soft smile, "You'll never know how deeply guilty I feel about those. I don't remember doing it, but I know I did it." He cupped her face, "I should be the one treating you…" He kissed her lips./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"He could have shot her a third time and she was sure it wouldn't have ever made her turn away. "There's nothing you can do to me that's going to make me walk away." How many people could be shot by someone twice and still love them? Was it a testament to the strength they had or how clouded her judgement had gotten?/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James buried his head into her neck, favoring her with hot kisses up and down her throat and chest. His lips trailed down the hollow between her breasts before his tongue swiped over her nipple. There he stayed for several moments, enjoying her soft hums of pleasure./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha curled her toes into the sheets, "I need you." She buried her fingers into his hair. She pressed into him, needing to feel more of him. Gone was the feeling of another quick and dirty round. This had suddenly turned more emotional than she had bargained for. He was worshipping her. Taking his time. This… This is how she imagined it would have gone for years if she had been reunited with him. Not that she didn't love how desperate and wanton their first round was a while ago. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James braced himself above her for a moment to line himself up and sink into her. He settled onto his elbows, kissing her hard. Natasha hooked her feet behind his thighs, driving him deeper into her. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James thrust into her slowly setting a deep rhythm. Natasha gasped sharply as he reared back and sank into her at a torturous pace. Her hips rose against his, rocking quickly to relieve the ache for more. James' hand snapped to her hip and stilled her movements. "Oh, baby.. not yet." He panted and drew out of her again, sinking back in slowly. She squeezed her thighs around his hips, clenching around him desperately. "I want to savor this."/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha whimpered and scratched her nails down his back. She felt goosebumps erupt under her hands. James continued that deliberately slow pace for several minutes until she couldn't take it anymore./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha was trembling under him, sweat peppering her skin as she was driven mad with desire for more of everything. James cradled her face with one hand and clenched the sheets under them. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""James!" She whined, "Please.. Please.. I need you." She gasped, leaning into his hand against her cheek. He panted above her. I was so deliciously hot how much control they had. He kissed her deeply, his tongue delving into her mouth as he drove into her faster now. Her pleas had grown much more desperate in the past minute and she was impossibly wet and hot around him. The ache for more settled deep in his abdomen, but what he wanted more than his own release was the glorious redhead under him./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha rocked her hips into his to match the fast pace he set. James stared into her eyes watching the way they fluttered each time he hilted himself in her. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;""James!" She whimpered arching under him breathlessly her hips rocking furiously into his./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"He gripped her him firmly as she clenched around him tightly. "Go on.." He gasped, "I'm right there." /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"Natasha wasted no time her fingers digging into his lower back as she came loudly. He thrust into her furiously, finding his own release seconds after hers. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', serif;"James rolled off of her minutes later and wrapped a heavy arm around her. Natasha slipped a leg over his and rested her head on his chest, absolutely tired now. /span/p
