#biker!nat

“C’mere.”

You looked at her wide eyed and then looked around. She seemed serious but you were hesitant. After all, it was an open public space, the park was blossoming with people but somehow Natasha found a secluded area for just the two of you.

“R-right here?”

She hummed and tapped her thigh again. “You’re not wearing anything underneath that, aren’t you?”

You bit your lip and your eyes fell down to your lap, shaking your head in response which made Natasha chuckle at your face. She gripped your chin with tatted fingers and traced over your lip with her thumb.

“Right on my face, sweetheart.”

You gave her a nod and watched her lay down, your eyes trailing to her thick thighs and the tight black shirt she wore that bared her tatted arms to you.

You rubbed your hands on your dress, feeling the sweat pool as Natasha helped you over her face, she gave your inner thigh a kiss and reassured you.

“Just us, cupcake. Don’t think about anyone else.” And while it sounded like a reassurance, there was some time of a threat to it. Almost jealous that you would think of anyone else but her.

You went to open your mouth, wanting to snap back with a snarky remark but she had dived in without warning. Her tongue deep against your clit as you whimper and jerked forward, making her chuckle against your cunt.

“T-tasha... Mmh—”

She only answered with a hum as she gripped your bum, forcing you to grind yourself on her mouth. With every languid lick of her tongue and every grind, you felt her nose bump your clit in pure orgasmic pleasure.

She didn’t pull until you shook, biting the back of your hand in hopes to suppress the moans that left your moan. It was only then, after she lapped every drip of you that she pulled you off— holding you in her lap as you twitched.

You watched as her chin shone with your arousal, lips red and swollen as she gripped your face towards her. Her lips hovered over yours and she kissed your mouth ever so slightly.

You looked at her when you pulled away, a looped smile on your face. “Do I taste good?”