The lace mesh will stretch. The leather—the real leather parts, at least—not so much but it's more lace than otherwise. And the challenge is impossible to ignore.

It wouldn't be as difficult to resist, but Natasha finds herself thinking about it.

She really shouldn't. She shouldn't even indulge him. This isn't the kind of bad choice she planned to make tonight.

But here she is, head cocking slightly, before she calls him on it. She turns away and stalks toward the bathroom, watching over her shoulder to see if he'll follow.