professor romanoff

chapter twenty

week two

Once the door was locked i stood up making my way over to Natasha. She smirked looking me up and down, my skirt had ridden up slightly from my actions earlier.

"matching panties?" Natasha husked grabbing my arm and pulling me towards her desk. I just hummed letting her push me against it as she gripped my hips.

"you like them?" I breathed out as she slowly leaned forward to nip at my neck.

"я люблю их, детка. ты горячая штучка" Natasha whispered against my skin. I groaned feeling her teeth graze over my pulse point. [i love them, baby. you look so hot]

I moved my hands to Natasha's biceps holding her against my body firmly. "please don't stop" I whimpered as Natasha's lips trailed further down my body.

"no this time милашка" Was all Natasha said before she was dropping to her knees. She looked up at me with a huge grin as she gripped my thighs. [cutie]

I cupped her cheeks as she slowly pushed my skirt up over my ass so it was bunched up around my waist. "time to see this pussy of yours котенок" Natasha rasped moving her gaze to my pantie covered core. "bet it's better than i imagined" She added before hooking her fingers into the waistband and tugging them down. [kitten]

I held my breath as she slowly pulled them down my legs before trailing her hands back up my legs. "so pretty" Natasha whispered as her fingers placed feather like touches over my upper thighs and pelvis.

"i bet you taste amazing детка" Natasha's fingers trailed down between my folds running through them collecting my growing arousal. [baby]

"mmm so wet already" Natasha all but moaned before pulling her hand away to lick her fingers clean. "so sweet" I whimpered watching her.

"you want my fingers котенок?" Natasha cooed looking up at me as her fingers went back to lightly stroking my wet folds. [kitten]

"please.." I breathed out desperately as i bucked my hips against her hand. Natasha tsked as she shook her head moving her free hand to grip my hip.

"don't act up now детка, я собирался съесть тебя" I groaned at her words, it sounded even sexier in Russian. I've been reading ahead a lot in my free time so i'm able to understand most of it. [baby, i was about to eat you out]

With her free hand Natasha hooked one of my legs over her shoulder allowing her better access as she continued lightly running her fingers through my folds. I leaned back onto her desk gripping at the edge to steady myself.

After what felt like forever of her avoiding my clit at all costs she finally rubbed at the sensitive bud. "oh god-" I cried out throwing my head back.

Natasha chuckled at my reaction before diving in to lap at my folds. I arched my back at the feeling of her tongue swirling around my folds.

"shit.. oh fuck.." I moaned trying desperately i keep quiet but the moment Natasha's tongue entered my dripping hole i couldn't help but scream out.

Sarah was right this women knows her way around a pussy. Natasha thrusted her tongue in and out of my hole brushing my g-spit with every thrust.

She rubbed my clit faster applying more pressure as the coil in my lower belly tightened. All of a sudden Natasha came up stopping her thrusting, i snapped my neck looking down at her.

"do me a favour baby and take off that pretty bra" She husked diving back down but keeping her gaze locked on mine.

I groaned scrambling to unclip my bralette letting it fall to the floor. Natasha immediately moved her free hand up to grope my right breast. I threw my head back as she fondled my breast playing with my nipple piercing that is extremely sensitive.