Chapter ten

The next morning went by quickly. Clint and Natasha made sure the kids packed up everything they would need for the next 10 days. Just before noon they arrived at Laura's parents house. The kids seemed happy to see their grandparents again. Natasha tried to keep her distance as she didn't know how to act around the parents of Clint's deceased wife. But when Lila ran up to her to say goodbye, Laura's mother gave an approving smile. After promising Lila one last time she could always call Natasha if there was anything, they left.

During the drive back Natasha just stared out the window, not saying much. Clint noticed her behaviour but didn't push her to talk. He just kept his right hand on her knee whenever he didn't need to change gear.

'It's strange not having the kids here', Natasha says as she sits down on the sofa on the porch. After a two hour drive they're finally home. Clint just got back outside with two beers.

'I know. Every year I have to get used to it for a couple of days', he says as he sits down next to her. He hands her a beer and they both take a large sip.

'What do you want to do for the rest of the day?' she asks him softly.

'Let's go out to the lake. Swimming? Have a picknick dinner?'

'Sounds nice', she replies smiling. Already looking forward to spending the rest of the afternoon together.

After they've finished their beers, they head upstairs to change into swimming clothes. Natasha throws on some shorts and a shirt over her bikini before going back downstairs to pack food. Clint is already in the kitchen preparing a salad. Natasha grabs some beers and watermelon which she puts in the cooling box. They work efficiently together in silence and within a half hour they're ready to go.

'It's just a short walk. Nobody really knows about this place', he says as they walk outside. Natasha hums in approval as she follows Clint.

Natasha takes in the sight in front of her. The lake is surrounded by trees, completely closed off from their surroundings. Here and there are open spaces where people could sit and relax. But now, they seem to be the only ones there. Clint drops their stuff and looks at her as she takes off the clothes over her bikini. He has to swallow a few times. He always knew she was beautiful and he has seen her in her underwear before. But that was always work related. Now that he can look at her because he simply wants to, he can't help but stare at her beauty.

'Stop staring, Clint', she teases as soon as she sees him staring.

'I couldn't stop even if I wanted to', he teases back as he moves closer to her. He lays his hands on her waist and moves them up and down her sides. She stands on her toes to kiss him. He kisses her back and soon their kiss turns passionate.

'Can't get enough of you', he whispers huskily when they let go. Natasha pecks his cheek softly before walking off. 'Hey!', he calls for her, 'don't leave me hanging'. She throws a teasing grin over her shoulder before jumping in the water. Clint wastes no time getting his shirt off and jumps in the water as well.

'Hi', she whispers as he gathers her close. The water is an incredibly nice temperature. Cool enough to provide some relief from the heat of summer.

'You're gorgeous, Tasha', he says softly. She looks down feeling shy. He wraps his arms tighter around her and hugs her close. They keep holding each other for a while. Clint gently moves them around in the water. When their skins turn wrinkly, they get out of the water and sit down on their towels. Clint lays down and opens his arms for her. She gladly obliges and lies her head on his chest. She runs her hand up and down his stomach, tracing his muscles. Every now and then, when she touches a sensitive spot, he tenses a little and she can feel his muscles contract a little.

'Nat, stop doing that?' he whispers eventually. He can't help but get aroused by her touches and he's starting to fail to keep it to himself. He feels his cock harden already and his swim shorts are starting to tent a little. Natasha slides her hand over his abdomen and chest to his shoulder. She pulls herself up a little and leans over him to kiss him. Clint moans as her tongue invades his mouth.

'You're such a tease', he moans when they part after a few moments. She just smirks at him. Unexpectedly Clint pushes her on her back and now he's the one leaning over her. He immediately kisses her again. One of his hands on her cheek, the other roaming over her body. Her breasts, her stomach, her ass, her thighs… he leaves nothing untouched. Natasha loves the way his hands feel on her body. How the slightest touch makes her crazy and longing more, much more. Clint moves his lips over her cheek to her neck and suckles softly, causing Natasha to moan out loud. After a few moments he moves even lower, he kisses the skin that's not covered by her bikini top.

'God, Clint', she says as he licks along the edge of her bikini top.

'You want to go home?' he whispers huskily while looking at her. She nods ever so slightly after a few seconds. He smiles lovingly at her before getting up. He reaches his hand out to her to pulls her up. They quickly throw their stuff in their bags, not bothering to put on the clothes they wore over their swim clothes, and head back towards the house.