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I gasped when I was pushed up against Steve's front door.

Steve's mouth was everywhere, biting at my neck, kissing up the column of my throat before he landed on my lips once more. The cool night air did nothing to cool my heated skin. Steve kissed me like he needed me to breathe, his tongue swiping along my bottom lip and sliding into my mouth, wrapping around mine and sucking gently. I gripped Steve's shoulders tightly, his hands sliding from my hips to the curve of my ass over my dress. "Steve," I whispered, letting out a soft whimper when he nudged my head to the side, kissing down the side of my neck, sucking on my collarbone to leave a purple mark, "Baby," he groaned continuing his trail of wet kisses across my chest, "Your mom."

"She's not here," Steve murmured, his teeth nipping at the curve of my breast over the top of my dress, a shiver forcing itself up my spine, "Works the night shift and it's a thousand times better than having to keep you quiet while Sam and Bucky sleep," Steve stood back to his full height, curling his hands around the back of my thighs, right under the hemline of my dress, and I felt the arousal shoot up my spine, a breathy gasp leaving my lips, "Oh I'm going to have so much fun with you," Steve smirked, leaning down to nip my earlobe, "Jump baby."

I did as he asked, locking my ankles together on his back.

Steve didn't even look as he unlocked the front door, his mouth descending on mine again. I had spent the entire time I've known Steve wondering what it would feel like to have his mouth on mine, and now I knew it was like heaven, I was never going to be able to bounce back if Steve broke my heart, but I would take every moment of his attention on me with joy, and deal with the fall out later.

Steve pulled my bag from my shoulder with expertise, tossing it on the table as he continued his exploration of my mouth, barely coming up for air, and he kept one hand under my thighs while he walked to his bedroom, the bedroom that would now have a new memory attached to it. He pushed open the door with ease, shutting it with his foot before tossing me on the bed, a gasp leaving my mouth when I bounced on his mattress, pulling myself up to the headboard, ignoring the way my dress rode up my thighs. "Fuck," Steve murmured, turning on the tv for subtle light, he didn't pay attention to what he was putting on, tossing the remote on his desk before kicking off his shoes, "You are the hottest fucking woman I've ever seen."

"Get over here Rogers."

My legs parted when Steve kneeled on the bed, his hips resting in the cradle of my thighs perfectly. Words didn't come when Steve smiled at me, leaning down to kiss me again. He devoured me, his tongue sliding into my mouth and exploring every crevice, working out what made me gasp, which was pretty much everything he did, and my back arched when he sunk his teeth into my bottom lip. Steve's hands were exploring every crevice of my body, settling on the thin straps of my dress, and when he pulled back he looked at me, "If you don't want to, tell me now, and I'll stop."

"I want to."

Steve smiled, sliding the straps down my arms before helping me sit up, unzipping the back slowly. "I have waited years to see you like this," Steve murmured, kissing down my neck, collarbones, and over the swell of my breasts, "It's a fuckin dream come true."

He yanked my dress down, exposing my breasts to him and a strained growl came out, I hadn't worn a bra, and Steve wasn't expecting it. The look in his eyes turned ravenous, and seconds later he was descending on my chest, sucking my right nipple into his mouth, a moan left my lips as I felt my body clench around nothing, "A reactive little thing," Steve smiled when he pulled away from my nipple, rolling it between his forefinger and thumb, "No one's treated you right baby, I'm going to have to fix that," He kissed my hard nipple before moving to the left one, licking and sucking to the point my back was arching into his face. My core was throbbing, with every suck I clenched around nothing and I was about to start begging.

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