She doesn't seem to want him to pull away, not with the way she's stroking him and looking up at him with dark eyes and an open, eager mouth. Steve stares at her face until it all becomes too much, and his orgasm overtakes him with a soft grunt. Small pools of come land on her chest, on her perfect tits and the valley between them, and Steve's breath hitches as she strokes him through it.

Eventually he has to reach out and still her wrist when he gets a little too sensitive, and then lifts her hand to press a kiss to her palm before rolling off of her to lay at her side. He stares at the ceiling for a long moment while catching his breath, and then looks over at her with lazy grin, leaning in to give her a kiss.