Clint smiled up at her a little when she leaned back, enjoying the attention, and made very sure he covered every inch of her beautiful curves with his administrations, alternating between gentle kisses, thorough sweeps of his tongue and little nibbles. It wasn't something he particularly enjoyed but he didn't mind, and for getting his mouth on her beautiful breasts he never needed much of an excuse, really.

But there was something about the act itself that kept him just on that exciting edge of arousal, ready to start new anytime, with the worst burning desire sated for now, though. With Natasha, it could happen that she kept him in this state for days, especially when they were doing undercover and he had to watch her sexy ass through a scope 24/7. But here, in their holiday and with all time in the world at their hands, he could enjoy this, knowing that she felt the same and looking forward to the next time they would give in to this lurking arousal.

Finally when he was satisfied with her skin being clean, he rested her head against he chest with a deep sigh and just held her against him for a while, softly stroking her back and hips.

"You're just amazing, you know", he murmured, turning his head up to look at her. "Thank you for this. Tell me what you feel like doing?"