She felt his whole body tighten up before he let go, throbbing and exploding inside of her. She continued to move, milking every thrill out of him, softly caressing his shoulder and his ass until she felt him slowly coming back down.

Leaning back to look at him, she moved her hands to either side of his reddened face and met his gaze straight on. “Don’t apologise,” she said, stealing a slow kiss. “That was so hot.”

Grinning at him, she continued to rotate her hips, still stimulating herself even as he began to soften inside of her. “I always go first,” she continued, and it was the truth. It was very rare that Clint didn’t make sure she had her needs fulfilled before he let himself go. “It’s nice to know I can still shake your control and win a round or two once in a while.”