With a quiet, satisfied sigh, Clint leaned into her touch, pressed against her hand to let her know she was welcome to both hold on to him and handle him just like she needed it.

"Trust me, beautiful..."

He ran one hand back down to her knee and nudged it gently over his shoulder, so the nude inviting softness between her legs was presented right in front of his hungry eyes.

"I don't need hours to make you come really... good."

He neared her skin with every huskily whispered word more until he could see his breath leave goose bumps on it and her beloved scent hit his senses, intoxicating, promising and positively addicting. Helping her keep her balance with his hands firmly holding her hips, he let his tongue dart forward, lapping on her sensitive exposed lips in long strokes, parting them for his greedy administrations. Her sweet, well known taste lingered in his mouth when he sucked her flesh into his mouth. Nibbling, teasing for just a few seconds before he pressed his face closer to his destination and pushed his tongue deeply inside her body.

His pleasured moan rang against her skin as he started to thrust into her, fast and deep with every more, the way he would have done it with his fingers to drive her absolutely crazy in record time.