"So fucking good," he replies, kissing her again and shifting on top of her, bracing his weight on one elbow as his other hand lifts to touch her face, fingers dragging lightly down the side of her neck.

Steve kisses her again, her mouth and then her cheek, down the side of her neck as he rocks lightly against her. He covers her skin with kisses, lingering and soft, and then lifts his head to look at her in the low light.

"What do you want?" He asks quietly, tucking her hair behind her ear as he stares at her with open adoration all over his face. "I'll give you anything you want."