When Clint finally comes to collect her, she's still twitching and quivering here and there as aftershocks attack her nervous system. It was awe-inspiring and something she's never felt before. There was pleasure coming from everywhere and it didn't seem like it was ever going to stop as long as he kept riding her. Her breathing is still quite heavy, and her heart hammers away in her chest-- although it's beginning to slow.

Nat tucks her head against Clint's body and finds relief and comfort; He is truly the perfect partner. "I don't know how you kept it going that long. That was so incredible love. Fuck, that was intense. I can finally breathe again." She turns and licks around his mouth, licking herself from his face, and then into his mouth, sweeping through it so that she can taste the rich dark, musk of her body and what it is that Clint adores so much. It's all about what he loves, and therefore she enjoys it. " I can't wait for you to fuck me now." She whispers against his lips.