This whole new step that they've taken between them has only grown by leaps and bounds, and quickly. It's like there was never a time when they really were apart. It's only brought all those little moments they had and muscled them altogether into this wonderful relationship, laced together on the deep chords of their love. Every time Clint took Nat into his arms, or she touched her lips to his, she was reminded of how impossibly insane her love for him was.

"I know you're going to love this. I'm already loving it." Her hand moved over his thigh. It was such a difference in viewpoints. His cock was large and sat glistening against that beautiful trail that lead to it. Taking another breath, she pushed into him further, paused, and then deeper still. Each time she paused, she watched his reaction, making sure that nothing felt off about what she was doing. By the time she felt near the end of the vibrator, she had to pause and moan herself. "Fuck me, this feels so good. Like I'm in you, and you're in me."

Slipping back from him all the way, she pushed back in again, and watched him closely. "How does it feel?" Her own body wanted to fall over him with as quick as the vibration was working along her inner walls. She had forgotten what it was like to have one constantly pulsing inside her. Instead, she steadied her resolve and began to move within him like she'd been doing so for years.