Natasha saw that look, she knew that look, and she drew her bottom lip between her teeth as he started his gentle attack. The stubble on his cheek scratched her skin, and as he blew away the water she shivered.

Leaving her foot against his shoulder where he left it, she watched him turn his full attention to the other, his lips soft against her skin. Feet were not something she had ever thought of as sexy, but watching him suck her toe into his mouth, watching his lips close around it and him nibbling her skin... that was a fetish she thought she might just be able to get into, especially if he kept making noises like that.

Clint was always telling her how hot she was, but she wondered if he knew just how mutual that feeling was. “Trying to turn me on again?” she asked, one corner of her lips curving upward.