The way he looked at her upside down like that was pretty adorable, though the innocence of it was thrown off by how his chin still glistened from her juices. She watched him crawl toward her, a wicked expression on her face to match his cheshire grin. There were few sexier sights than a naked Clint Barton crawling up her body, looking mischievous and radiating pure desire.

Her stomach contracted slightly under his lips, and she lifted her head to watch him. Her top really did little to contain her full breasts, and it didn’t take much coaxing down to help them spill free. Closing her eyes and letting her head fall back to the pillow when he start working her body again, Natasha let out a content sigh and arched her back to press herself closer to him. Threading her fingers through his hair, she forced her eyes open to look at him, catching the look in his eyes and reading exactly what he wanted. Too bad she was in a playful mood.

“Not quite, but I suppose it will do,” she said, deliberately clenching around his fingers in an unspoken promise.