"Yeah, I was glad to miss out on that," Steve admits. "I had just turned nineteen when I got here."

But they probably shouldn't talk about the orphanage right now. Instead, Steve kisses his way along her chest, tugging the collar of her shirt aside a little so he can kiss the swell of her breast.

He sits up on his knees and pulls his shirt over his head, tossing it aside as he reaches down to curl his hands around her hips. Her skin is so soft, and Steve hooks his thumbs under the hem of her top to slowly drag it up until he rests at the bottom of her bra.

"I've been thinking about seeing you like this pretty much constantly since the last time," Steve admits as he pulls her shirt up higher and helps get it over her head. Once it's off, he lets his gaze sweep over her with open appreciation. "You are so beautiful. It's insane."