Lips parted, Natasha was pleasantly surprised at the way he thrusted up into her. She took one of his hands and slipped it down so he could roughly play with her clit. With her other arm around him, her bouncing breasts pressed against his chest and she moaned against his neck, "Fuck me! I'm almost there! Come with me, Clint. Please." The angel nipped at his neck as her hips rocked faster. She was so close, but she just wanted to enjoy him a little bit more.