There's a very good chance that Clint might get his wish fulfilled if they do end up moving in together. Natasha loves this man more than she ever thought she could, and mostly it's because he loves her in return. How could she not. Letting him please her is as much about her own self-gratification as it is about allowing him the joy of it.

It's taken time to learn to let go, but every day that they are together allows her to grow more used to the feeling. She's not that person that she was. Lifting her hands up, she cords them through her hair and rolls her hips against Clint, working them down some against that tongue and face. He's hitting a spot that has her moaning increasing. When his fingers enter her, it's all she can do to keep from losing it all together.

Using her knees to steady herself, she leans back and pants to try to hold onto the edge of her orgasm, letting it build as he continues to stroke and tease her. "Just a little bit more, baby... fuck. I'm gonna come, lick it. Just like that... a little bit more.."