The fading sunlight cast an orange glow into the room, where you and Steve had spent the last several hours. He was insatiable, as he had to always be touching or kissing you. He seemed to be so desperate for your touch that you wondered when he was last intimate with someone. You didn't mind how needy he was, as you enjoyed having a partner that was so utterly and completely enraptured by you.
You each lay, with your bodies entwined, when you turned slightly, to press lazy kisses against his neck. He let out the most delicate sigh, as his hand slipped underneath the covers.
"Please, don't stop..." he breathed, as he stroked himself.
You smiled, as you kept kissing him. You kissed your way to his shoulder and lightly nipped at his skin. This illicited a gorgeous moan from his parted lips and you felt the heat growing between your legs.
You moved to straddle him, so you could kiss the other side of his neck. Little moans and sighs of your name escaped his lips as he continued touching himself.
"Kiss me," he then softly commanded, causing you to look up at him.
Your lips met his as his other hand moved to your hair. He held you in place while you just made out. You were practically dripping now, as every moan made you want him more.
"Move your hand," you panted, against his lips.
He immediately did as you asked and you repositioned, so you could lower yourself onto him. His hands gripped your hips, as you acclimated to him.
"Oh...fuck..." he breathed, as you slowly rolled your hips.
You leaned forward to capture his lips in another kiss. He eagerly kissed you back, while raising his hips, urging you to go faster.
"You like this, Stevie?" You asked, sitting up.
"Y-yes, it feels so fucking good..." he breathily answered. "Just don't stop."
You smiled, triumphant, before teasing him with slower movements. You then leaned back and increased your pace. You could feel his nails digging into your skin, but you didn't care. Fucking him like this felt amazing, and you were enjoying every minute of it.
You leaned over him once more, and pressed more kisses to his beautiful face. He was now trying to match your thrusts while your lips rested at his ear. Your breathy moans and whispers of how good he felt, almost sent him over the edge.
He then flipped you onto your back, before fucking you hard and fast. You loved how aggressive he could be, as your nails clawed at his sweaty shoulders. You each soon found your release. He collapsed next to you, then pulled you to him.
You faced each other, while trying to catch your breath.
"You're perfect," he quietly lamented, while brushing sweaty strands of hair out of your face.
You smiled.
He then pulled you in for a series of kisses. Afterwards, you lay curled around him, while he lightly caressed your arm.
You lost all track of time, as you lay there, in his arms. You would've happily stayed there all night if it wasn't for your growling stomach. With a sigh, you pried yourself out of his embrace and sat up.
He groaned before glancing up at you.
"I'm going to take a shower, in the meantime, can you order us a pizza or something? I'm starved," you then announced.
"Yeah, I can do that," he smiled, admiring you, as you walked across the room.
"Great, see you in a few," you also smiled, as you leaned against the bathrooms doorframe.
