“If I can? Oh, you give me one of the best orgasms of my life and then decide that you can get mouthy?” Steve asks with a laugh, teasing her right back because she knows that he loves that she’s mouthy. She’s always entirely engaged in what they’re doing in bed, never just lying back and leaving it up to him.

“If I can,” he says again, playfully admonishing, palming Maeve’s ass before lifting his hand and bringing it down with a slap. Not too hard, just testing the waters, because yes, she’s given him a challenge but he still wants to be sure that she’s okay with everything that happens.

She doesn’t protest, so Steve slaps her ass a little harder this time, rubbing at her flushed skin before sliding his hand down and plunging two fingers into her cunt again, hard and fast and possessive only in a way that means that he knows her body so well.

“I think I’d rather make you squirm for awhile,” he says in a low, breathy voice, mouth falling open as he stares down between her legs, fingers pressing into her again. This time, he rests his thumb against the tight curl of muscle above her cunt, rubbing little circles against it and pressing in just enough to feel a slight give of the muscle. “And then maybe I’ll fuck you.”