Clint decided that they definitely had to do a position like this more often, where he could watch her on full display when she came, watch her body jerk and tremble, and the grimace of sheer pleasure overwhelming her. Her muscles squeezed him so tightly that for a second he thought, he was coming right with her.
But then he was busy watching her and concentrating on working her clit with his fingertip, with just the right pressure, and busy with not letting go for off her for even a second and... And just like that the worst need passed and he could catch his breath at least for a few more moments.
He made use of it in making sure that Natasha could ride out every second of her orgasm, fucking her steadily through it, though a little slower now, until she slumped a little in his arms. Then he wrapped both arms around her again, pulling her close to bury his face against her neck and circle his hips against hers. Slowly, just enjoying how fucking wet she was around him, how her juices coated his skin, her trembling body covered in sweat against his.
One hand got tangled loosely in her hair while his lips covered her neck with kisses and small nips. Every smallest move had him moan out, the heat dangerously coiling at the base of his spine. He could just have taken her hard and fast now until he came, and probably she wouldn't have minded... But seeing her so nicely stretched out for him just a second ago had given him a different idea. Besides, he wanted to have her again, later, long and gentle and maybe a little wild, and he didn't want her to be sore tomorrow.
"If I promise to clean you up afterwards..." His tongue teased the edge of her ear between his whispers, the lobe got another of these light, teasing bites. "Can I come on you?"
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But then he was busy watching her and concentrating on working her clit with his fingertip, with just the right pressure, and busy with not letting go for off her for even a second and... And just like that the worst need passed and he could catch his breath at least for a few more moments.
He made use of it in making sure that Natasha could ride out every second of her orgasm, fucking her steadily through it, though a little slower now, until she slumped a little in his arms. Then he wrapped both arms around her again, pulling her close to bury his face against her neck and circle his hips against hers. Slowly, just enjoying how fucking wet she was around him, how her juices coated his skin, her trembling body covered in sweat against his.
One hand got tangled loosely in her hair while his lips covered her neck with kisses and small nips. Every smallest move had him moan out, the heat dangerously coiling at the base of his spine. He could just have taken her hard and fast now until he came, and probably she wouldn't have minded... But seeing her so nicely stretched out for him just a second ago had given him a different idea. Besides, he wanted to have her again, later, long and gentle and maybe a little wild, and he didn't want her to be sore tomorrow.
"If I promise to clean you up afterwards..." His tongue teased the edge of her ear between his whispers, the lobe got another of these light, teasing bites. "Can I come on you?"