"You know you don't have to tear them," she points out, as ever, pleased by the fact that she can still speak eloquently even while Steve is touching her like this. It gives her a little sense of power, even if she knows she's being undone by his fingers against her through the fabric of her underwear.

"Hmm, really like you might be a stretch," she teases, biting her lower lip. "Love you? Certainly."

Her hand slips into his hair, tugging gently, tilting his head to one side so she can push up on her other elbow and press her lips to the skin of his throat.