Walking into the bedroom, she can't help but laugh at the way Clint is all stretched out on the bed with a veritable forest of oscillating fans. Nat knows that if she walks in there, she's probably going to freeze her ass off. It's a good thing she's partially used to it. Stalking up to the bed, Nat unhooks her bra in the back and pulls it down off, because she knows that Clint loves to watch her tits move no matter where she is.

Pulling at her nipples, she moans for him. "Fuck, that feels good. You should feel how wet I am for you, baby." Teasing him is extraordinarily fun. Next go one heel, and then the other. Finally she climbs up onto the bed with him. One finger hooks around the corner of her thong and starts to pull it down. She pretends to slip, and dips a finger inside her. Placing it on Clint's lips she grins. "How's it taste lover? Missed me?"

Laughing softly, she pulls it off the rest of the way and crawls over him on her knees and holds onto the headboard, slowly lowering her body until she's at the perfect height for him to hold onto her thighs and direct her exactly as he wants. "Is this what you wanted then?"