Clint pulled back from her only very reluctantly, using the chance for a short, teasing flicker of his tongue against her clit before he pressed his cheek against her thigh again, a longing sigh on his lips.

"Hmm, I don't know... Enjoying the view pretty much from here... Good thing I'm a creative guy."

Chuckling under his breath, he scooted away from her, over to the bed, but kept on half kneeling on the floor, a wicked, inviting grin on his face as he patted the mattress.

"Why don't you get comfortable here while I enjoy that view for a while longer? Or, of course, if you have other wishes..."

He gave her a perfectly innocent look from under his lashes.