Part 9

                                    

                                          

Natasha got ready, with Wanda's help. She put a beautiful royal purple dress on, till her knees, deep necked. Her hair tied in a messy bun, her eyes lined perfectly. Her lips painted a vibrant pink. She looked so beautiful. 
                          
"On second thoughts" James said getting up, "I would like to keep my mom home"
                          
Wanda hit him lightly on the back. And he laughed. 
                          
Anthony came in with Steve, who was wearing a suit, looking handsome as ever. 
                          
"This is too formal" James whispered to Wanda. 
                          
"Mommy! "Anthony hugged Natasha, "You are so beautiful ". 
                          
"So are you my pretty baby" she said giving him a kiss on the cheek. 
                          
Maggie reached for her too, "My princess is more beautiful " Natasha said. 
                          
"She looks just like you" Steve said, and Natasha looked up at him. He had his gaze fixed on her, he was drooling on her. She lowered her eyes, blushing. 
                          
Natasha had put Tom and Joey to sleep, and they were good to go. 
                          
"Gosh!! Can I take her instead? " Tony teased Steve. 
                          
"Tony!! " Steve said, and everyone laughed. 
                          
"Shall we? " Steve said, looking at Natasha. She nodded, and took his arm, they both smiled at each other. 
                          
Waving at their family they left the avengers facility and got into the car to leave. 
                          
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Their seats were booked in a perfect hotel, and the waiters served them nicely. Everything was fine except the awkwardness they had to deal with. 
                          
Steve didn't know what to say. It was always her, who did most of the talking when they dated and came for dinners. She would keep teasing him, or pulling his leg, or making him blush. Natasha was the fun person in this relationship, and he was the shy one. 
                          
"Are you gonna stay quiet all night? " she asked, "I am sure we could have ate at home with the kids". 
                          
Steve smiled, she was there, but somehow, a little distant. 
                          
"You were the one with all the talking.. On our dates I mean. I just stared at you" he confessed innocently. And his comment made her blush a little. 
                          
"Okay, then, for starters, you look very handsome" she said. 
                          
"And you are always breathtakingly beautiful. Right now, I can't take my eyes off your lips and.. " he bit his lip. 
                          
"And? " she asked. 
                          
"Your cleavage " he closed his eyes. 
                          
At first she was shocked, then she started laughing. 
                          
"You are my husband Rogers. You have the legal right to stare at my cleavage " she said. 
                          
The waiter brought them their drinks. Natasha sipped her while he was still staring. 
                          
Somehow, it was a little embarrassing, since his eyes didn't even move. 
                          
The waiter brought their food and they ate in silence. She kept touching her neck nervously, as he kept staring even while eating. Her breaths were uneven, she became impatient with every passing second. 
                          
As the waiter brought the bill, Steve had to look up, and Natasha sighed, sipping more from her glass. 
                          
"Sir, are you both planning to stay at our hotel tonight? " The waiter asked, "because there is a tentative booking for a room too". 
                          
Steve was confused, he looked at Natasha. 
                          
"Yes, yes we do" Natasha replied, "Where can we have our keys? "
                          
"The counter on the left after stepping out of the restaurant. Good night and thank you" the waiter left. 
                          
Steve looked at her in amazement. She got up and followed her lead. 
                          
"Natasha? What? Why are we? " he tried to ask but she just walked ahead, and stopped at the reception. 
                          
"Mr and Mrs Rogers" she said. 
                          
The manager nodded and handed her the key. 
                          
"Room no. 1703" he said. 
                          
"Thank you " she said. 
                          
"Natasha? Why? The kids? " he followed her into the lift, and then out of it, trying hard to ask her why she wanted to stay at a hotel for the night. 
                          
As she unlocked the door, and stepped in. Steve had grown very impatient. He closed the door in anger, and grabbed her waist, pulling her close. 
                          
"Why in the world are we staying here? " he asked. 
                          
"Come! " she said. She grabbed his hand, pulled him inside, and made him sit on the edge of the bed. She sat on his thigh, and then looking into his eyes, she undid the front of his buttons, removing his coat and tie, she grabbed his head, and moved closer. 
                          
"This is why" she said, sensuously and put his head on her chest. His face dug into the valley of her breasts and instinctively, he kissed her. 
                          
She closed her eyes, and took the pleasure. He grabbed her waist, pulling her thighs up, wrapping them around himself, and turned her, landing her on the bed, and towering her. 
                          
"Natasha I am sorry, but I love you too much" he said, looking into her eyes. 
                          
"Its okay" she said panting, "I don't mind"
                          
He crushed her lips on hers, sucking them hard, his tongue ravishing her. She moaned on his lips and he was further excited. He kissed her neck everywhere, and then he kissed and sucked on her cleavage. His hands fondled her breasts. He was crazy for her and she somehow knew it all well. 
                          
They didn't undress. They remained fully clothes and made out. He kept kissing her neck and chest, and crushed her lips. She was ecstatic, enjoying his touch, trying to remember what his touch felt like before, until she decided it must have always felt this crazy. 
                          
They went on and on, until they were exhausted of kissing so much, and he finally lay down beside her. 
                          
"Don't stare at me like that again " she said panting. 
                          
"I will " he replied, "if this is the price of staring ". 
                          
Natasha blushed and turned tot he other side, "Good night Steve " she said. 
                          
"Good night Natasha" he replied. 
                          
She smiled, and closed her eyes. And smiling, they both fell asleep. 
                          
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Steve you naughty boy. Natasha gave him what he wanted. Give your reviews.