"I guess you could say that you're rubbing off on me, love," Steve says in a not completely terrible approximation of her accent. He loves the sound of it, or maybe he just loves listening to her.
"I'll make a note of that." He laughs a little and then hisses as the pad of her thumb glides over the head of his cock. She arches up, tits lifting until they're nearly in Steve's face. He leans down to pull a nipple into his mouth, sucking hard and tugging gently with his teeth before letting it go with an obscene pop.
"Okay, okay," he breathes out, pulling his fingers free and tugging her tights and underwear down toward her knees. He's too impatient to get them all the way off, so he pulls her hand out of his pants so he can grab under her knee and pull her legs to one side, tucking them around his hip and tugging her back against him.
He doesn't spend the time to take his shirt off, instead tugging his wallet from his back pocket and fumbling out the condom within. He tosses the wallet aside and rips the condom open with his teeth, looking at Maeve as he does. "I need to be inside you."
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"I'll make a note of that." He laughs a little and then hisses as the pad of her thumb glides over the head of his cock. She arches up, tits lifting until they're nearly in Steve's face. He leans down to pull a nipple into his mouth, sucking hard and tugging gently with his teeth before letting it go with an obscene pop.
"Okay, okay," he breathes out, pulling his fingers free and tugging her tights and underwear down toward her knees. He's too impatient to get them all the way off, so he pulls her hand out of his pants so he can grab under her knee and pull her legs to one side, tucking them around his hip and tugging her back against him.
He doesn't spend the time to take his shirt off, instead tugging his wallet from his back pocket and fumbling out the condom within. He tosses the wallet aside and rips the condom open with his teeth, looking at Maeve as he does. "I need to be inside you."