Clint Barton X Reader Novels & Stories

Perpetual arousal could not be healthy. If she tried to explain her guilt over her fantasies of him...Maybe she had to tell him, but she wasn't at all sure she could make the words come out of her mouth after what happened this night. The doors swung open and Clint strode into the diner. Her heartbeat sped up, her palms grew moist, her fingers and foot stilled. Dressed in dark blue jeans and a hunter-green shirt, Clint took her breath away. His long sleeves concealed the muscles of his powerful arms, but the jeans were snug. Everywhere.

Her face burned as she said, "Or, you can read your email while I get down on you." "Well, that's a great idea." Clint hissed, saying, "See? Whoever said we can't mix business with pleasure?" "Are you tired?" Zia asked. "A little bit, but I'm never going to be too tired for you," Clint suggested. Zia bit her lip. She playfully traced his chest with her finger while her leg felt his rod. Oh, his little snake was hard. It never shrank, but the idea of a second round did not come into Clint's head because he did not want to frighten Zia. His woman, however, had other plans.

I feel even more confident that he heard me when he says he’s going to stay. There is something magical here in Araphyra, so perhaps, I can connect again while we’re here. Cara has Rik now and I know they will be mates, so I feel confident in staying with Clint. Our month with Ailduin goes by too quickly. We start with Clint’s Guardian line. Sometimes when he’s reading, he’ll skim too fast for me to keep up and he’ll turn the page. I realized accidentally that I could turn the page back. The first time it happened, Clint went totally still and so did I.

“Uh, no. Hard pass, man.” “Why?” Ryder looked completely confused. “Because I enjoy having functioning bones.” Ryder let out a laugh. “Come on, you look like you’d make the team. You’ve even got the build.” “Yeah, and you’ve got the build to wrestle bears. Doesn’t mean you should.” Clint leaned back in his own chair, taking a muffin out of his saucer and biting into it. “Besides, I think I prefer to watch and cheer from the stands. With my girlfriend of course.” He added after a few beats, and I almost didn’t hear because of how almost full his mouth was.