"Is it working? Because, you know, I plan to make you come more than once tonight."
Clint tried to grin through his panting and intensified his attempts, working her clit between his fingertips in turn with messaging her wet folds.
It was hard keeping his focus on that though, as great as it felt, when she challenged him so openly. There was only so much he do to could resist, when she was presenting herself like that. Her muscles working him tighter than he had ever felt it, made him a shivering mess as it was, his arm aching from where he had bitten down a little to hard. The way she pressed back against him made him more weak in the knees by the second and he was glad for a second to breathe when she stopped...
It didn't take more than her simple, hoarse order for him to lose it completely at this point. Making sure she still felt all relaxed against him, he slowly started pushing inside her deeper, make her feel every inch of fraction, accompanied by a low series of groans he hardly recognized as his own.
"Fuck, Tash'... You feel so fucking great."
He made sure to stop before he could be all the way inside her, still careful not to ask too much of her... And he wasn't sure he would survive this right now anyway. His whole body trembled heavily against hers and without him realizing, his hand working her heated center had picked up speed, stroking through her damp folds and pressing up against her clit gently. The other one let go off the sofa to reach down under her too, teasing her nipples into hardness. He wanted to feel her fly apart against him just as much as he needed to fuck her and his body couldn't quite decide where to start, purely acting on instinct now, on the lust pulsating through his veins and his hardness deep inside her.
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Clint tried to grin through his panting and intensified his attempts, working her clit between his fingertips in turn with messaging her wet folds.
It was hard keeping his focus on that though, as great as it felt, when she challenged him so openly. There was only so much he do to could resist, when she was presenting herself like that. Her muscles working him tighter than he had ever felt it, made him a shivering mess as it was, his arm aching from where he had bitten down a little to hard. The way she pressed back against him made him more weak in the knees by the second and he was glad for a second to breathe when she stopped...
It didn't take more than her simple, hoarse order for him to lose it completely at this point. Making sure she still felt all relaxed against him, he slowly started pushing inside her deeper, make her feel every inch of fraction, accompanied by a low series of groans he hardly recognized as his own.
"Fuck, Tash'... You feel so fucking great."
He made sure to stop before he could be all the way inside her, still careful not to ask too much of her... And he wasn't sure he would survive this right now anyway.
His whole body trembled heavily against hers and without him realizing, his hand working her heated center had picked up speed, stroking through her damp folds and pressing up against her clit gently. The other one let go off the sofa to reach down under her too, teasing her nipples into hardness.
He wanted to feel her fly apart against him just as much as he needed to fuck her and his body couldn't quite decide where to start, purely acting on instinct now, on the lust pulsating through his veins and his hardness deep inside her.