When he finally freed her of her shirt, Natasha looked up at him, her eyes bright and shining with anticipation. “I always play fair,” she replied, her own lips curling up against his before he lowered them to to her collarbone. She was tempted to run her fingers through his hair, down his back, but for now she played along, keeping her arms over her head. It certainly helped to show off her curves, not that she needed it.

“I thought you were the one deserving of the reward tonight,” she said, breathing deeply to innocently push up her chest. “Now I seem to be reaping the benefits. Hardly seems fair.”