Usually Steve doesn't have any complaints about his stamina, but he feels like he's been keyed up all night, since maybe the moment he first saw Maeve in this dress. So there's that, and the relief in knowing that this thing he's been worrying about is behind him now, because Maeve wants to be his girlfriend. She wants him.
Honestly, he kind of loses track of time as he fucks her, thrusting up into the tight grip of her body as he mouths at her neck and shoulder, panting against her skin. Still, his orgasm rushes up faster than he'd like, and he has enough awareness to pull out of Maeve just before he comes, splattering her inner thigh with it instead. Yeah, she's on the pill, but hopefully they're going to fuck a lot this weekend. No need to take extra risk.
Still panting, Steve pulls her away from the door and carries her over to the bed, stumbling on jelly legs and sort of tossing her onto it with a laugh. She didn't come, and he definitely wants her to, so he drops to his knees in front of her and pushes her dress up over her hips and drags her panties down, looking up at her before leaning in to bury his face between her legs, flicking his tongue over her clit as he sinks two fingers inside of her and curls them upward, groaning at the taste of her.
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Usually Steve doesn't have any complaints about his stamina, but he feels like he's been keyed up all night, since maybe the moment he first saw Maeve in this dress. So there's that, and the relief in knowing that this thing he's been worrying about is behind him now, because Maeve wants to be his girlfriend. She wants him.
Honestly, he kind of loses track of time as he fucks her, thrusting up into the tight grip of her body as he mouths at her neck and shoulder, panting against her skin. Still, his orgasm rushes up faster than he'd like, and he has enough awareness to pull out of Maeve just before he comes, splattering her inner thigh with it instead. Yeah, she's on the pill, but hopefully they're going to fuck a lot this weekend. No need to take extra risk.
Still panting, Steve pulls her away from the door and carries her over to the bed, stumbling on jelly legs and sort of tossing her onto it with a laugh. She didn't come, and he definitely wants her to, so he drops to his knees in front of her and pushes her dress up over her hips and drags her panties down, looking up at her before leaning in to bury his face between her legs, flicking his tongue over her clit as he sinks two fingers inside of her and curls them upward, groaning at the taste of her.