She’s going to come, she knows it, can feel it, and her breath catches, a low whine slipping out. Finally, with fumbling hands, she gets one inside his shorts.

It’s the heat of his dick that finally does it. His fingers are amazing and his mouth is warm and wet, but it’s once she finally gets her hand wrapped around the weight of his cock that she feels all the muscles inside of her body tightening involuntarily. She glides her thumb over the head of his cock, collecting the wetness there, and then she’s coming with a desperate moan.

“Fuck, Steve,” she cries out. Later she’ll be relieved Robin isn’t home, as she makes no effort to keep herself quiet.