Despite everything, Natasha grinned when Clint let go a little. She knew this wouldn’t be easy on him, with him having to concentrate on keeping them afloat and not being able to do too much else for himself, so it felt like a sort of victory that he was enjoying it as much as he was, and that he might not leave entirely unsatisfied.

She continued to rock against him, and she had to remind herself to keep her movements small so they weren’t so obvious. He just felt so damn good inside her, both his cock and his finger, that it was hard to keep her thoughts straight.

Slipping her fingers down between his cheeks, she squeezed his ass tighter and bit down harder on his ear. She was panting and gyrating against him, and with one last particularly lewd comment in his ear she felt her orgasm wash over her, leaving her shaking and shuddering in his arms.