[Natasha tips her head to meet him, returning the kiss as one of her arms winds around his shoulders. A chuckle escapes her lips as she agreeably lets him roll her onto her back, her arm moving so she can run her hand over his back as he starts to work his way down her body. Her other hand curls in his hair, rubbing her fingers affectionately against his scalp.
There's a hint of teasing humor in her voice as she says,] looks like you're having dessert first.
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There's a hint of teasing humor in her voice as she says,] looks like you're having dessert first.