Natasha grinned at his answer, but before she could pull away to do just that he pressed her closer against him, proving his interest, not that it was necessary. “Well, it’s either that or we try to find a way to cool you down before going back to the beach.” There was no doubt he couldn’t go back the way he was no, that was for sure. His excitement would be more than a little obvious to anyone who glanced his way.

Of course Clint was never one to let Natasha one-up him, and before she could consider her next move his teasing hand got a lot bolder, and her eyes drifted closed at the sensation. “I agree,” she said, dipping her head to lick the salt from his neck while moving to rub herself against his hand.