—Natasha's POV—
A mark on the neck would be easily spotted by other people and I didn't have a concealer on me at the moment. I whispered his name seductively as his hands ran down the length of my body from my breasts down the plain of my stomach and down even further.
He stroked my waist and then my hips before his hands dipped underneath and began stroking my thighs softly. My entire body trembled in anticipation as he ran his fingers up my inner thighs, inching towards the hot wet mess in between my legs.
"Fuck....damn..." I whispered his name, and I wasn't sure if I wanted him to stop or to continue.
It doesn't matter either way. I knew that there was no way that he would stop until he'd had his way with me. I let out an impassioned moan when his d**k finally reached the wetness
