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that it was only until Eric got back, but within seconds, she was pulled down into a deep sleep. Natasha never heard him come out of the bathroom or stand by the bed looking down at her as she slept. She never saw the conflicting emotions that crossed his face as he watched her. Natasha just slept deeply and peacefully even when Eric climbed back into bed and pulled her body up against his, she never stirred.
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    Natasha slowly surfaced from her deep sleep, opening her eyes, to see the canopy of the bed above her. She blinked for a moment, her foggy brain gradually clearing and memories of last night filled her head. She shifted her legs, rolling onto her side and felt the slight tenderness between her thighs from what had taken place with Eric. She smiled to herself and then turned her head to look for him. He was sleeping soundly alongside of her, his face softened in sleep, those gorgeous eyes of his hidden from her gaze.
    At some time, he'd pushed the sheets back and he was bare to just below the waist and one long lightly tanned leg was hanging out the side of the bedding. Natasha took the time to study his features as he slept. The man really was perfection as far as she was concerned. His hair was ruffled with that one lock that always hung over his face resting just above his eye, his lips were parted slightly, but even asleep, Eric still managed to look sexy. Natasha's gaze lowered to his chest with the light covering of hair, which then narrowed, spearing its way down to disappear under the sheet.
    Unable to help herself, Natasha put out a hand, and touched his chest. Eric didn't move, so she gently ran her hand over his chest, slowly sliding it down, following the path of the strip of hair until she got to the sheet. Eric twitched slightly, but he didn't wake up. Very gently and carefully, Natasha's fingers slipped under the sheet. She quickly glanced at Eric's face, but his eyes were still closed. Her fingers touched the thicker hair that surrounded his penis and again her eyes shifted to his face.
    Boldly, she continued to slide her hand down until her fingers found the sleeping length of his penis. As her fingers brushed him, she felt his manhood stirring under them. Quickly she glanced at his face again, but his eyes were still closed. She wrapped her hand around the length of him, her fingers sliding down the satiny smooth skin of his shaft, which was definitely showing signs of life under her feather light touch. Tentatively she caressed him, watching the sheet rise and tent around him as he got harder and longer. Suddenly Natasha heard a slight gasp from Eric and lifted her eyes to his face. He was watching her through narrowed eyes that burned intensely blue with his growing desire.
    "Good Morning." She said softly to him, suddenly unsure about what to do with her hand.
    "What are you doing?" Eric asked her, his voice husky.
    Natasha's hand stilled. "Don't you like it?" She asked him.
    "What do you think?" He replied, lifting his hand to run his fingers through the tangle of her auburn curls.
    "Come here." Eric tugged lightly on her hair and Natasha moved back up so she was face to face with him again. Gently he kissed her, his lips moving over hers softly and slowly. Natasha kissed him back, opening her mouth and touching her tongue to Eric's bottom lip. He groaned, his lips parting and his tongue thrust into her mouth, tangling with hers.
    Eric shifted, rolling towards Natasha, his mouth still on hers. He pushed her back against the pillows, kissing her hungrily and dragged her body against his, the hard ridge of his erection sandwiched between them. Gently he rocked against her and Natasha sighed into Eric's mouth.
    With his lips still moving hungrily over hers, he cupped her breast with one hand, flicking her nipple until it