soft sex with steve
your head is leaning back against the pillows, turned to the side in an attempt to hide your face with each long whine that escapes your lips. steve is above you, dragging his hips painfully slow, pushing into you and filling you so deep your eyes roll back as you whimper. your fingers are laced together beside your head, its intimate and somehow makes each roll of his hips feel like more. it’s overwhelming, you can feel him everywhere. inside of you, on top of you, holding you, you can even feel his happy trail brush against your skin each time his tummy grazes yours. with his free hand, steve strokes your cheek. “baby, come on, let me see your eyes.” he leans forward and leaves a soft kiss on the side of your head. “lemme see you, honey.” you shake your head, and he begins to leave gentle kisses down the side of your face, to your jaw and throat. “come on, baby, please. want you to look at me.” carefully, his hand cups your cheek and tilts your head until you’re looking up at him. your eyes are half-lidded but filled with overwhelming pleasure. steve’s stare back down at you, full of love, and he smiles. “there she is, there’s my girl.” he kisses you with another gentle thrust and you whimper against his lips. “taking me so well, baby. i love you so much.” he pulls back and you look up at him, your free hand reaching up to grip his shoulder. “i love you too.” you keep your eyes on his until he eventually makes you cum with a loud moan. your eyes flutter shut and your back arches, and steve follows with a few more strokes, pumping you deep with his cum.
