Something - Jim Sturgess

"I'm sorry," I said as I pulled away and made a move to remove myself from his lap. "I'm sorry, I don't want to move this faster than you're ready to go."

Steve's grip on my hips held me to my spot, "Don't apologize," he said as he looked at me. "I'm ready." Steve wrapped an arm around my lower back as he pushed off the couch with the other and righted himself on his feet before lowering me to my feet. "Come on," Steve said as he grabbed one of the bigger candles on the table and blew out the rest. He laced his fingers through mine, using the candle to lead us through his apartment to his bedroom. From what I could tell the walls were bare but the bed was made to perfection, looking very fluffy and inviting. Steve sat the candle down on one of the nightstands before returning at the foot of the bed where I was standing. "Jolene," Steve said as he looked up at me through his lashes. He was fidgeting with his fingers nervously as I waited for him to speak again. He didn't look like Captain America in this lighting, not even like post-serum Steve as he stood there shyly glancing between his fingers and I. He looked every bit of the skinny boy he was before his life drastically changed and his timidness seemed so beautifully innocent in this intimate setting, making my heart swell in my chest and a smile to creep over my face. "I've never done this before." The words almost came out as a whisper as he glanced back up at me through his lashes, his eyes and facial features leading on to the fear that was built up within him. The man was almost a century old and he was really standing here telling me he was a virgin.

"Like since you've been out of the ice or ever?" I asked as I took a step forward towards him.

"Ever," He answered before looking at anything but me. "Never really had a chance. After I became this I never had the time and ladies weren't exactly throwing themselves at me before this happened." He snorted as he gestured to his super soldier physique. "I mean...I just...I don't know...I just wanted it to be special...I sound like such a girl...I mean I," He trailed off as I placed my hand on his cheek and forced him to look at me.

"There is nothing wrong with that Steve. We don't have to do this. I don't want you to be doing this for me," I said as I ran my hand through his hair, above his ear.

"I...I want to," He stumbled through his words again, "With you. You're what I've been waiting for, Jolene. I'm not worried about doing this with you...making love...I'm just," He rolled his eyes at himself, "I'm just worried it won't be any good for you."

"Steve, it'll be perfect. Not because you'll be good at it, but because I love you." I lifted up on my tiptoes to kiss him, pressing my body into his to get him to relax. His hands came up to rest on my hips as I slid one of my hands to the back of his neck, scratching my nails through the hair at his nape. I watched as his eyes fluttered close as I ran my fingertips lightly against the bare skin of his neck trying to relax him.

"I," I cut him off with a kiss and his hands came to rest on my hips. "Love you too," He mumbled out as I pulled my lips away from his to catch my breath. I pulled at the back of his neck as I rested on my flat feet, bringing his lips back to mine with force as I parted his lips with my tongue. My blood felt like a fire raging through my veins as he kissed me with so much passion I was sure it would make my ears ring. Our tongues wrestled for dominance once more as his arms wrapped around my back, pulling me tighter to his body. He turned us, my calves brushing against the edge of his bed. He began leaning forward more making me bend back towards the bed.

"Hold on," I breathed out as I pressed a hand to his chest. Steve pulled away with slight worry lingering in his features. He stood upright dropping his hands back to my hips and giving me some space. I ran my hands down his chest and over his impressive abdomen until I reached the hem of his shirt. I dragged my fingertips over the bare skin just above his jeans before flattening my hands over his stomach and pushing this shirt up as my palms devoured his above extraordinary body. Steve sucked in a sharp breath as my fingers brushed against his nipples, "Arms up," I said looking up at him with a devious grin. He did as I had instructed, letting me rid him of his t-shirt before dropping his arms to his sides. He watched me as I slowly unbuttoned the plaid shirt I had worn, his eyes darting between watching my hands, the newly exposed skin and my eyes. I watched him as I reached the third button down, he licked his lips before looking up at me.

"Can I?" His deep voice whispered into the darkened room as his barely there, blue eyes locked onto mine. I nodded at him before dropping my hands to my sides. Steve's always steady hands were shaking as he worked diligently to push the white disc through its hole to reveal more of myself to him. Steve bit his bottom lip tightly between his teeth as he worked to free each button from its hold. I pushed my chest out and shoulders back once the last button had been undone, waiting for him to push the material off of my shoulders and arms. What I hadn't intended was the coolness of his fingers as they ran along the waistline of my jeans hesitantly. His hands stilled once they were sitting on my sides, his thumb running over the side of my stomach as he looked up at me through his lashes before giving me a small grin. He reminded me of a child on Christmas opening a gift slowly to enjoy the anticipation of what was inside and the more I thought about it, it felt exactly like that as the lust building in my lower belly increased with the anticipation. His hands had stopped shaking as he trailed them up my sides, grazing the sides of my lace covered breasts before pushing the material of my shirt down my arms, leaving it to pool on the floor at my feet. I kicked my shoes from my feet quickly, making Steve follow my lead.

"Touch me, Steve," I breathed out, not above begging for his touch. I was craving it more right now than I was craving oxygen for my lungs. He held his hands up awkwardly as he looked over my body as if he was unsure of where to start. I took a step closer to him before running my hands over his chest and up to his neck where I gripped him tightly pulling him down for a scorching kiss. Steve's hands worked on their own as they gripped my hips tightly before pushing up my sides and resting on my ribcage. His hands stayed there as his thumb rubbed along the underside of my bra, teasing the flesh waiting to be touched with brushes of his skin against mine. Our mouths stayed latched to one another, feeding my arousal as I lightly scratched over the flesh of his pecs and abs before reaching his waist. I dipped my index finger into the waistband of his jeans and boxers causing Steve to let out a groan as his hips needily bucked forward wanting more. I worked quickly to unlatch his belt before popping the button of his jeans free and unzipping the zipper. Steve's breath hitched as I ran my fingertips along the waist of his jeans until reaching around to the back and pushing the denim over his impressive ass. He pulled his lips from mine as he looked down at his jeans pooled at his ankles. He stepped out of them before reaching down and pulling his socks off his feet. His eyes locked with mine as my hands popped the button on my own jeans and pushed them down, wiggling my hips to help the denim over the fullness. I pulled my feet free from the skinny jeans, taking off my socks as well. I stood up straight watching Steve's face as he drank in all of the newly exposed skin and gazed appreciatively at the lace boyshort panties that matched the bra I was wearing. While his eyes traveled over the expanse of my stomach and legs I reached behind my back, unfastening the eye hooks of my bra but leaving the cups in their place. I reached for Steve's hands, setting them against my neck and guiding him by the wrist to push the straps from my shoulders. I dropped my arms to my sides, letting the lace cups fall away from my overheated skin. I looked watched over Steve's features as he sucked in a breath and moved one hand to the back of my neck, pulling me towards him forcefully and slamming his lips down on mine. I could feel his impressive erection pressed against my hipbone as I wrapped my arms around his back, trailing my nails over the taut muscles and feeling themripple. I pulled away slightly, looking up at Steve's blown pupils, his swollen lips parted as he panted and his chest heaved. I pulled on his wrist, his fingertips grazing the skin of my shoulder, to my collar, and then over the swell of my breast. Steve's eyes followed his hand as it moved over me until I left it resting over my breast. I pushed his hand further against my tender flesh with pressure to the back of his hand. His eyes shot up to mine before dropping back down to his hand as he gently groped my chest. I dropped my hand from his wrist, letting it rest against his hip for a moment before lightly sliding my hand over the soft fabric of his boxers until I was met with his stiffened length. As my hand cupped around his shaft he let out a groan of pleasure, his hand gripping my boob harder, which sent waves of pleasure through my body making me grasp his throbbing cock harder in my hand. He rested his forehead against mine as he furrowed his brow and released a hiss. His eyes fluttered open, his long eyelashes brushing against my brows and making me hum in contentment.

"Jolene, I'm not going to last long if we keep doing this," he whispered out as he closed his eyes tightly, his features resembled that of pain, but his membered jumping in my hand was telling me it wasn't pain he was feeling.

"Okay," I whispered back to him as I released him from my hand and he stood up straighter, dropping his hand from my breast to my hip. I placed a hand on his cheek and the other on his chest against his racing heart, reaching up on my toes to kiss along his strong jaw line as I turned us so his back was facing the bed. "I won't torture you anymore," I chuckled as I ran my nose over his cheek until my lips came into contact with his. I kissed him briefly before pushing against his chest until his legs hit the edge of the bed and he sat down on its edge. "Scoot up the bed," I instructed him as I grabbed the waistband of his boxers. He looked up at me with a slight blush creeping up the side of his neck before he lifted his hips, allowing me to pull the material down his legs. He made a move to cover himself as the base of his erection was revealed to me, but I looked back up at him as I pulled the material the rest of the way down, trying to give him comfort in knowing I wasn't staring at him. I dropped my eyes as I pulled his boxers free from his ankles before looking up at him. He scooted up on the bed, watching me as I drank in the last bit of the man that was giving himself to me tonight. The idea that I would be his first was nerve wracking as much as honoring. I remembered the time I had lost my virginity, neither of us experienced as he fumbled with condom foils and touched each other with trembling hands. The experience wasn't one for the books when it came to orgasms since I didn't have one due to his two pumps and done situation. That was something I didn't want for Steve. I knew that being the selfless man he was if he finished before I did, he would feel awful and that was the last thing I wanted his first time to be. I looked up at him as I crawled up the bed, pushing his legs apart before trailing my fingertips up the inside of his legs. Steve hummed in pleasure as my fingers teased his skin, but his breathing stopped as my fingers grazed the sides of his balls. I held the heavy sacks in one hand, massaging the engorged orbs in my palms.

"Jolene," Steve breathed out in a rush of breath as I moved my hand up to stroke his girthy member.

"Shhh," I hushed him, trying to soothe his nerves as I lifted up onto his elbows to watch me as I looked up his body at him. "Hold my hair out of my face. I want to watch you," I told him in my most seductive voice. I laid down on my stomach, propping myself up on one elbow as I pulled my hair all to one side with my other hand before returning to stroke him. He watched me as I wrapped my lips around the tip of his leaking cock. He let out a low moan as his head fell back and I ran my tongue over the head of his dick collecting the salty precum that had collected there. My hair draped in front of my face as I pushed him further into my mouth, working both my mouth and hand together. Steve dropped from his elbows to the pillows that supported his head, allowing him to look down his body at me. Steve pushed the hair that was hiding my face, allowing me to watch him as his face contorted between pain and pleasure. "Don't fight anything Steve," I whispered after pulling off of him and giving him a few firm tugs.

"But you," He grunted out as his hips began to move on their own accord.

"I'll get mine, don't worry," I smiled up at him deviously before wrapping my mouth around him again. His fingers stayed threaded through my hair loosely as I bobbed my head over his heated flesh.

"Jolene," Steve's fingers began to grip in my hair as I stroked him faster, stilling my mouth over the head of his dick and tracing the veins on the underside with the tip of my tongue. My saliva seeped from my mouth, trailing down his shaft to my hand, over my thumb and collecting on his balls. "Oh," he moaned out as his grip tightened even tighter in my hair and his hips began to pump towards my mouth against his own control. I gagged as his hips pressed his thick member further into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. "I'm...I'm sorry," he said as he tried to pull himself from my mouth. I tightened my hand around his base, humming and slightly shaking my head to let him know it was okay. "You gotta stop," he begged as he tried to pull my head from him using my hair. I pumped him faster and began bobbing my head quicker, knowing he was on the verge of an orgasm and wanting badly to get him there. I looked up his body as his brows furrowed, his mouth hung open as his breathing began to increase in speed. "I'm gonna," He started to speak before letting out a deep moan as his hand cupped the back of my head softly, making sure not to push me further onto him. I hummed against him, watching his mouth snap shut as he clenched his teeth together and let out a hiss before his mouth dropped open again and he let out the sexiest moan I had ever heard. The fact that Steve was so vocal in the bedroom as pleasure took over his body only made the fire in my belly burn more with anticipation of feeling him fill me. His hips pushed forward, his body stilling. I watched as his abs rippled and he dropped his hand from the back of my head to the bed, both of his hands gripping the sheets tightly. "Ahh, ohhhh," He moaned as I felt his cock throb in my mouth, filling my mouth with his hot but sweet nectar. I greedily swallowed all of it down, watching his heaving chest as his handsunclenched and grasped the sheets between his fingers as the waves of pleasure washed over him. His stiffened member began to grow limp in my mouth, letting me suck him one last time to collect anything I had missed before I pulled my mouth off of him with a pop. "Oh...Oh God, That was," he struggled with speaking through his heavy breathing as his eyes locked with mine before closing again. He placed both hands over his chest as he tried to regain control of his breathing.

"Good?" I asked as I climbed the bed to lay next to him. I propped myself on my side, running my fingers over his sweat glistened chest as he calmed. "That's not an accurate enough word for that," he breathed before turning his head to look at me. His once dilated eyes were now back to their crystal blue pools and made my heart skip a beat as he gave me a lazy grin. His happy features were quickly replaced with worry as he turned onto his side and one of his hands came up to my cheek, threading through my hair that lay against it.

"I want to make you feel good. I want to make you feel like that," I could see the seriousness in his eyes as he searched mine for some sign or what to do in order to give me the pleasure I had just given him.

"Okay," I smiled, laying down on my back and laying both of my hands on my lower abdomen. "Touch me." Steve's hand flattened on my stomach, moving over my rips and up to my breast, he leaned in capturing my lips with his. His hand gently massaged my right breast before moving to the other as his mouth worked silently against mine. "More," I breathed out. Steve lifted his head to look at me as he pulled his hand back from my body. "If you're not comfortable with it, you don't have to."

"I want to," Steve said as he sat up in the bed and turned to face me, sitting on his knees. His hands skimmed along the sides of my thighs, moving gently over the lace of my underwear before coming to the waistband. I could feel his hands shaking with nerves as he looped his fingers into the elastic at my hips. I lifted my hips from the bed allowing him to remove my panties and watched as he tossed my underwear to the floor with his before looking back at me. I suddenly felt self-conscience as I laid bare for him, letting him drink me in made me nervous. Steve sat next to me in all his naked glory as he ran one hand up my leg from my ankle. His fingers teased the seam of my legs as his hand began to rise above my knees. I could feel my core flooding with arousal as I quivered with his touch, anxious for him to reach my overheating center. Steve stilled his hand as he reached the top of my thighs, grazing my apex. My hips moved on their own, working to find solace in his touch. Steve leaned forward, running his nose along my jaw to my chin. He nudged my chin upwards with his nose, making me expose my neck to him. Steve kissed along the front of my neck softly with open mouth kisses as he cupped my bare mound with his hand. The tip of his middle finger teased at my folds until finally dipping between. An audible gasp slipped as he looked down my body while feeling my arousal. It was torture how slow he was going, but the hesitance he had helped keep my patience. His head snapped up, his beautiful blue eyes locking on mine as he added his ring finger between my lips and brushed against my clit. I tried, but failed miserably to keep eye contact with him as he found his way around my body. My eyes snapped close, body arching into his touch as a hiss of pleasure passed through my clenched teeth. His fingers circled the spot, adding pressure and retreating slightly before pushing against the swollen nub once more, making lightning bolts of pleasure pass through my body. His fingers were gone in a matter of seconds, causing panic to course through my body. I sat up on my elbows, eyes wide wondering what had gone wrong, but Steve was moving on the bed, his body laying down between my legs, propped up on his elbows as he looked up my body at me. "Is this okay?" That unsure look crossed through his features before I nodded my head. "You smell good on my fingers." I really think he was trying to be honest, always the observant Steve he was, but the words were dirty and so sexy coming out of such a pure mouth. He slid his fingers between my folds again, brushing against my clit before circling my core and invading my center with two fingers.

"Oh God!" I exclaimed as he moved his fingers inside me. He withdrew them before gently pushing back in, not having a steady pace, but more as an experimental exploration instead. I lifted my head, looking down my body at him as he looked at what he was doing to me. He pulled his fingers from me, sliding up my folds to my clit once more and making me cry out in bliss. I opened my eyes again finding him looking up at me with a smirk on his face before he circled his fingers once more making my thighs shiver. "S-Steve," I breathed out, I needed to feel his body against mine. I knew he may not have been recovered from his orgasm before, but I couldn't handle having him out of reach and the torture he was putting me through was pleasurable but I needed and wanted so much more. "Come here."

"But I want to make you feel good." He said as he pulled his fingers from me and lifted up on all fours. He made a move to climb to my side, but I shook my head at him, gripping the back of his head and pulling him up my body so he was hovering over me. I pulled his lips down to mine as he propped himself up on one arm while the other hand caressed my cheek. The feel of his bare skin between my legs was enough to make me want to come right there on the spot, but I was being greedy, I wanted more. I wanted to feel him everywhere at once. I gripped my hand over his wrist, moving his hand on my face, pulling it down my body to my breast. He massaged the mound in his hand gently as his mouth opened to mine, his tongue finding its way into my mouth and tangling with my own, making me moan. I pushed his hand further down my body, my fingers tangling with his as I guided him to my core. If he was going to finger me, I wanted to feel it like this, his lips on mine, skin on skin. I pushed his fingers between my slick folds, maneuvering his fingers to play against my clit, making me slam my head down into the pillows underneath me. Steve's mouth found my exposed neck as I moaned out my enjoyment of this moment. I slid his fingers down, massaging my wet opening, where I wanted him most. He dipped the tips of his fingers inside of me slightly before pulling back and rimming my core once more. I was on the edge and struggling to stay afloat as I drowned in the heat that was taking over my body.

"S-Steve I-I-I need more," I stuttered out between rapid breath. He pushed his fingers into me fully, circling them around into my walls, making me tighten around him. I was on the verge of screaming as he lightly peppered my jaw with kisses and his fingers worked my core. He wasn't being very gentle now, his urgency to make me feel good showing in the frantic thrust of fingers and rough kisses he was now placing on my lips. Steve Rogers was no doubt a gentle, caring man, but in the throws of passion he was close to becoming primal. I could feel the slight pain from the contact of his knuckles against my pelvic bone, but it wasn't enough pain to keep me from thrusting my hips towards him. I was resting on the edge of my orgasm, his fingers working my pussy like a harpist playing heavenly music, but I needed more. "Clit...put your thumb on it." Steve pulled his head away from mine, looking down into my eyes and maintaining the eye contact as he stilled his fingers inside me before massaging my frontal wall and driving me near insanity as he found my sweet spot. His thumb brushed against my clit briefly making me whine in frustration before he placed his thumb over it again, rubbing it lazily as his fingers worked to finish me off. My hands were frantic, gripping the sheets, his perfectly round ass, and then his back.

"I love you," his eyes pierced my soul as he spoke the words. His deep voice was exactly the one last piece of the equation my body was needing to reach its sum. I was coming, my body thrashing wildly below his as my walls convulsed around his digits still buried deep inside of me. His eyes still locked on my face as I closed my eyes and screamed out his name. His back muscles tense as he stilled his actions and watched me ride out the bliss he has given me. "Wow," was the only thing I heard as my body came down from its high and lay limp on the bed. He pulled his fingers from me as he rolled off of me and onto the bed next to me, his chest heaving as he threw an arm over his forehead and stared at the ceiling. "I never realized you could be more beautiful than you already were until just then." He looked over at me, my lazy lids fighting against me to open so I could see the man who had provided me so much joy. He was lying there, his glorious body on display, one arm reaching out towards me, his hand cupping the back of my head and trying to pull me closer. As I drank in his naked form and cuddled up to his side, I realized he was fully erect once more and the urge to feel him buried within me was more than I could take. Once I was nestled into his side, my head resting on his chiseled chest, I placed my hand on his abs, outlining each square before following his Adonis belt down to his dick that was standing at attention once more.

"I want to make love with you now," I said, looking up at him from my position and wrapping my hand around his heated flesh.

He let out a groan before looking down at me, "Isn't that what we were just doing?"

"That was foreplay, Steve. We're just getting to the good stuff." I smiled as I propped myself up on my elbow and gave him a firm stroke making him choke out another moan. I watched as his eyes fluttered closed and he sucked in a quick breath, holding it before he opened his blue eyes that had once again been taken over by his blown pupils. It was a delicious sight, watching such a composed man let himself get lost in the need of his body. I sat up straddling his thighs while I gave him another stroke, and watched his eyes shut tight again. He let out a soft pleasured moan again as his hands tangled in the sheet below us, the image was beautiful as I watched him enjoy himself. I watched his face as I moved up his body, hovering over his engorged cock as I gave him one last stroke before holding him still as I slid my soaked center over him. Once the head of his thick member was inside me Steve's eyes opened quickly in alarm before propping himself up on his elbows and looking down at where our bodies were being joined. I slid further down his long cock, slowly letting him invade my core, allowing me time to adjust before pushing forward to consume more of him. Once I was fully seated on him, my walls clenching around every inch of him, he reached up with one hand, pushing the hair from my face and gently rubbed my cheek with his thumb. I turned my head, kissing the center of his palm before I began moving my hips against him. My head automatically dropped back as my mouth hung open in bewilderment. I could feel him stretching me, the slight motion, giving so much pleasure it course through my body in waves. As I moved he dropped back to the bed, his hands coming to rest on my hips as I moved slowly back and forth, grinding my hips against his. His hands tightened with every move I made, almost to the point of pain when I sat upright. I leaned forward, placing my hands on his muscular chest for support as I began to lift myself off of him and slide back down on him at a torturous pace. His hands came up to my face, pushing back the hair that was hiding me from his view, our eyes locked in an intense but loving gaze. "Fuck, Steve," I swore, unable to control myself or even process the words that were coming out of my mouth. One of Steve's hands gripped my hip roughly as his eyes darkened a bit more and his lips parted slightly, his tongue coming out to wet them slowly. The look on his face and the way his cock was rubbing every sweet spot inside of me all at once was driving me mad, making me dig my nails into his chest as gently as possible. I was spiraling out of control with the sweet magic he was creating inside of me and I was trying with every inch of my being to keep from losing myself too much. I wanted very much to be in the moment with him as he was buried deep inside of me for the first time.

"You feel so good Jolene," He breathed out before his other hand dropped from my face to the bed beside him, gripping the sheets tightly into a ball in his fist, his other hand tightening on my hip as his body arched into mine. I could tell he was getting close, feeling him grow harder, his base swelling larger at my entrance. I pulled myself off of him, his hand releasing its grip on my hip and his eyes opening wildly as he wondered what had happened, "Did I do something wrong?" He asked as I crawled to the side of the bed. "Did I hurt you?" His hand came to rest on my back as I opened his nightstand in hopes for a condom.

"Just taking precautions. I'm on birth control, but if your little swimmers are as super as you are, that's not going to stop them." I giggled as I held up a small unopened box of condoms from his nightstand.

"Where did those come from? … Nat," He mumbled under his breath before smirking.

"Thank God for her proactive thinking," I smiled back at him deviously as I unwrapped the box, pulling a foil packet out. I ripped the package open using my teeth before pulling the condom out. I pushed the condom over his length slowly before looking up at him, "Make love to me Steve." I tossed the condom wrapper across the room as I lay down on my back next to him. He propped himself up on his elbow, turning himself on his side to face me. I reached up gently running my fingertips over his cheek and along his jaw before pushing my hand to the back of the head and pulling him down into a scorching kiss. It was filled with the urgency I was feeling to have him buried in me once more. Steve's upper body hovered over me before I grabbed his lower back, pulling him onto me. His lips pulled off of mine as he held his upper body off of me, his hands resting on the bed on the other side of my head, while he rested his hips against mine. His hardened length was pressed against my ass as he held his position above me and watched me as I reached between us and guided his erection to my core. He pushed his hips forward slowly, his lips parting as his eyes closed and he moaned softly as he felt himself push further inside of me. Mmmm, Steve," I hummed out as he buried himself completely inside me. His hips stilled, his eyes opening as he looked down on me.

"Jolene," He breathed as he pressed his body against mine, lowering to his elbows so our bodies became one. He pulled his hips back, his lower back muscles flexing under my hands. His hips pushed forward with force this time, the power jolting me in place. His pace increased as his he searched for his orgasm. I could feel him growing harder, thicker inside me as he worked against my walls, giving me the much needed friction I was searching for. My hips began working against my will, pushing towards him as he entered me with swift thrusts and pulling back from him as his hips retreated, hitting me in all the right spots to build the ever growing ball of arousal in my lower belly. "Ah...Jolene...So...Good...Oh," he moaned out as his eyes locked on mine. His brows furrowed together as his thrusts became erratic. He had his teeth clenched and every muscle in his back worked feverishly to help him push himself as deep as he could go inside of me. I was teetering on the edge of the blissful abyss I was awaiting to fall into, watching him come closer to the edge with me as he pounded out his pleasure into my body. His mouth went lax as he gave me two more rough thrusts, our bodies making their own music through the slapping sounds of our bodies. Watching him climax, pushed me off into that sweet abyss with him as I felt his cock throb inside of me, feeling the added pressure from his powerful coming against my sweet spot deep inside of me. I held my eyes open, wanting to remember everything about this moment as his muscles flex beneath my hands, his back arched as he came with force. His face as it contorted between pain and pleasure. And the sweet song of his moans and grunting as each wave of his orgasm washed over him. I tried so hard to fight against my eyes closing as my orgasm hit an all-time high, but it was a waste of effort as my walls began to spasm out of control and my hips rocked against him as my pussy worked endlessly to drain him of every drop of his orgasm while I rode out mine. I felt the pleasure in every nerve ending, the cool burn of cold heat washing over every inch of my body before my body relaxed underneath him. I opened my eyes to find him watching me as I came down from the high he had given me.

"That was the most mind-blowing experience I've ever had," I breathed out as he rolled off of me and to my side.

"I couldn't agree more," He replied as he turned onto his side to face me, propping his head on one hand and letting the other run over my stomach. I helped him pull the condom off before exiting the bed to dispose of it.

"I love you, Steve," I smiled as I lay on my stomach beside him.

"I love you more than you know," Steve replied as he drew lazy patterns on my naked back, lulling me to sleep.