The way that she says his name sends a shiver of pleasure through her, and he grins into the kiss as he drops down to one elbow to bring their bodies closer together. Her perfect tits press against his chest and her hand stays trapped between their bodies, and Steve lets out a groan against her jaw as he thrusts into her, pulling out nearly all of the way before sinking back into her, over and over.

He considers knocking her hand away so that he can rub at her clit himself, but the angle would be weird and she could probably do a better job of it, so Steve focuses on hitting that same spot with each roll of his hips. His free hand slides up her side, over her hip and along the dip of her waist, up over her ribs until he can cup her breast and pinch her nipple, rubbing his thumb over the tight peak of it as he gives her another kiss.

"Fuck, I'm not going to last much longer," Steve admits with a low chuckle, letting his mouth glide along her jaw so he can kiss her neck. He has pretty good stamina for his age, he thinks, but she feels so good, even better than he imagined. "I've wanted this for too long. Fuck, Maeve, you feel good."