The answer makes him grin, and he leans down to kiss her, rubbing the head of his cock against her clit before sliding it down, nudging it against her entrance before rolling his hips to press inside of her. She's tight and hot and perfect and Steve groans against her mouth, pulling back to watch her face as he bottoms out, rocking against her as he moves his hand to curl it around her thigh.

"You feel amazing," Steve tells her, sliding his hand up to her hip and gripping her tightly as he digs his knees into the mattress and starts to fuck her with deep, rolling thrusts. He wanted to go slower but it feels like both of them have wanted this for so long, and now he can't seem to make himself hold back.

His gaze roams across her face, watching the shift of her expressions until her eyes widen enough for him to know that he's found a good angle. He keeps that angle, fucking into her as he gives her another kiss, more of a messy meeting of mouths than anything. "Fuck, Maeve."