Page 35 of The Holiday

Eve grinned. "Oh, really?"

"Yes, really." Natasha's breath came in short gasps as Eve slowly slid her finger inside, teasing her clit. "I want you to keep touching me. Please, don't stop."

"Hmm... well, since you asked so nicely."

Natasha moaned as Eve continued to touch her, slowly moving her finger in and out. The sensation was incredible, sending waves of euphoria through her body as Eve expertly worked her to the edge of orgasm. But Natasha didn't want to come yet. Oh, no. Notyet.

Eve murmured against Natasha's ear, "I can't wait to watch you come."

Natasha groaned at her words, her breath coming in short gasps as Eve worked her magic. It had been so long since she'd felt this good, let alone with someone who could make her feel this way for the first time in forever. But as Eve continued to touch her, she could feel her orgasm building inside her, threatening to overwhelm her at any moment.

"Come for me, Natasha," Eve whispered in her ear. "I want to see you come undone."

Natasha closed her eyes, her body tensing as she teetered on the brink of release. And then, with a moan of joy, she came, her orgasm washing over her like a tidal wave. Her body trembled as Eve continued to touch her, prolonging the sensations until she was temporarily spent.

"That's it," Eve said, kissing her lips and gently stroking Natasha’s hair as she came down from her high. "This is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

Natasha slowly opened her eyes and looked up at Eve, who was smiling down at her with a look of pure adoration in her eyes.This is exactly what I needed.A night of passion with someone who truly cares about me, with promises of more to come at our own pace.

"God, that was amazing," Natasha finally managed to say.

"The pleasure was all mine." Eve grinned. "Anything to take your mind off silly concerns that seem pressing but aren't."

"You did more than that." Natasha brushed Eve’s hair out of her face. "You made me feel something I haven't felt in a long time."

"Oh? And what's that?"

Eve kissed her again, their bodies pressed close together as they lost themselves in each other's embrace.

Like that, Natasha had an epiphany.

She pulled away from Eve and stared into her eyes, suddenly struck by the realization that this was what she wanted all along. This was the type of connection she craved, the type of intimacy she desired. Not just physical, but emotional. Something real and lasting. Someone to share her life with, to grow old with. Oh, god, she was moving too fast!

What should she do? Besides panic?

"What?" Eve asked.

"I, uh..." Natasha composed herself before Eve could sense something was amiss. "I think... I think I'm ready for bed."

"Sure. Let me go wash my hands."

Natasha nodded and watched as Eve got up from their pile of linens and disappeared into the bathroom. She took a deep breath and tried to calm her nerves. As she lay there in the aftermath of her orgasm, Natasha couldn't help but wonderwhere this relationship would take them. Would they last? Or would they fall apart like so many before them? Only time would tell. But for now, she was content to enjoy the moment and see where it led them.

Although... perhaps she should find something out about Evelyn Warner before this went any further.

"Whoa..." When she returned from the bathroom, Natasha had stripped down to the underwear barely covering her hips and rear. She had even lost her bra, currently piled on top of her jeans and pullover as they littered the floor. "You are... Jesus."

Natasha raised her eyebrows.

"I mean 'Jesus' as an expression of shock and admiration, not like literally Jesus... I mean you're... a woman for one thing... and very much not... the son of God..."

Natasha wanted to encourage her to keep going because she could safely say that this kind of dialogue had never happened before. At least not when she was almost naked.

But there were other things to do. Like approaching Eve halfway across the room and catching her unawares by grabbing the front of her sweater and yanking down her head.

"You know what I think?" Natasha purred as Eve struggled to regain her balance. "You're the kind of woman who needs to be put in her place sometimes. Say, in bed?"

"Are you trying to imply something, ma'am?"

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