With the bra dropped to the side, Clint threaded one hand into Kate's hair, nipping at her lower lip before licking through her mouth. There was heat all along his front, where her chest pressed tight against his.
Breaking the kiss, Clint went back to Kate's neck, nipping along her throat even as he started to move them, hands on Kate's hips as he turned her back towards the bed. He followed the same trail he'd taken earlier, down Kate's throat and to her collarbone, dipping slightly lower along the space between her breasts, one hand skimming up her ribs to cup one breast, thumb teasing over her skin lightly before he straightened.
Evening them out a little more, Clint smirked slightly at Kate while he deftly unfastened her jeans, fingers slipping past the opened waistband to stroke around to her back before slipping down to cup her butt and pull her in against him again.