They had spent countless nights and done a good number of different things in bed - or out of it - together... But in that moment, Clint could swear there was nothing sexier than Natasha's aroused whisper for more, with her half naked body, just as warm and pliant as the water carrying them, wrapped around him in every sense of the word. She was so turned on, he could swear, he could feel her wash her lust all over his hardness and balls even in that strange surrounding.
His own body wasn't far behind, thrumming with arousal, with adrenaline from both that, the small touch of exhibitionism, and the most creative workout. His heart hammered slightly in his ears, and his breath was deep, quick against Natasha's neck. But still there was no problem keeping them right were they were, while having half an eye on the beach afar. Fortunately, still nobody seemed to take a second look at them.
Which was good because he couldn't promise, he could fully control himself much longer. There was only so much he could do to help Natasha along with the slow, enticing movement of her hips. But he made it his job to press his hips against hers steadily everytime he his legs gave them another push upwards. It was not enough, not nearly, but that wasn't the plan. That was for later.
For now the lady needed something more and he wasn't going to do a bad job with that.
"Doing so good, beautiful..."
His hot breath kept on teasing right over her ear, the gentle caressing her neck holding her right there. His hand on her ass slipped a little lower still. That one fingertip teasing her got bolder, playing around that certain rough patch of skin before carefully slipping inside of her, to the first knuckle only.
"Think about just that, how hard I'm gonna fuck you later, while you're on your back for me, asking for more... How it feels when I hit that one little spot with every thrust until you scream my name..."
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Date: 2014-04-21 04:44 pm (UTC)From:His own body wasn't far behind, thrumming with arousal, with adrenaline from both that, the small touch of exhibitionism, and the most creative workout. His heart hammered slightly in his ears, and his breath was deep, quick against Natasha's neck. But still there was no problem keeping them right were they were, while having half an eye on the beach afar. Fortunately, still nobody seemed to take a second look at them.
Which was good because he couldn't promise, he could fully control himself much longer. There was only so much he could do to help Natasha along with the slow, enticing movement of her hips. But he made it his job to press his hips against hers steadily everytime he his legs gave them another push upwards. It was not enough, not nearly, but that wasn't the plan. That was for later.
For now the lady needed something more and he wasn't going to do a bad job with that.
"Doing so good, beautiful..."
His hot breath kept on teasing right over her ear, the gentle caressing her neck holding her right there. His hand on her ass slipped a little lower still. That one fingertip teasing her got bolder, playing around that certain rough patch of skin before carefully slipping inside of her, to the first knuckle only.
"Think about just that, how hard I'm gonna fuck you later, while you're on your back for me, asking for more... How it feels when I hit that one little spot with every thrust until you scream my name..."