stephrogers | Medoria

Stephanie clenched around him and she moaned, holding him close.

He kissed her again, holding her flush against her skin, as his thumb ran across her nipple. It was good to hold her so close; better than he would have imagined.

She kissed him back and tried to pull him close and closer. "Please...Please," she pleaded. She wanted that again, that feeling of pleasure shocking her every nerve.

Pinching her nipple, drawing almost entirely from her form - and pressing hard into her, again, picking up a rapid pace as he alternately stroked and pinched.

She clenched tightly around him and cried out as her orgasm crashed through her again.

And again, he came inside her, kissing her roughly before finally drawing out. "Tired out? Or shall we go again?" With toys, of course.

She kissed him back roughly. Stephanie panted and kept him close. "I'm not easily worn out, remember?"

"Hardier than me," he admitted, kissing her again. "I might need tools for this next one."

The blonde kissed him again and nuzzled his cheek. "Super soldier, remember?"

"Super witch." Gently cupping her cheek in his hand, he smiled faintly. "Have a preference on the toys?"

"Preferences? I don't even know what you really mean when you say toys," she replied. Stephanie leaned into his touch.

"Well... For starters..." He bent down, beneath the bed, pulling out a small bottle of bronze oil. "We could use this."

She furrowed her brow and looked at him, raising herself up onto her elbows. "What's that?"

"A sensitizing agent," he told her,. "When it's through with you, you'll be able to feel the slightest breeze against your skin."

"Sensitizing agent, huh?" she asked, sitting up more. "This one of the toys and tools you were talking about?"

"Would you object if it was?" he asked, breaking the seal.

"What about you?" she asked, a little nervous.

"Perhaps later," he offered, pouring some out onto his hand. "If I might?"

"Yes." She smiled. "Are you sure it's...all right for just me to enjoy this?"

"Trust me," he whispered, gently touching it against her breast - rubbing it into the skin, to make it more responsive. "You won't be the only one who takes joy from this."

"Oh..." she moaned. Stephanie arched into his touch so that she could feel more of his fingers against her breast.

He clasped it fully, rubbing the oil in - his thumb rotating about the nipple before pressing into the tip. His other hand repeated the process with her other breast, and he pressed her lightly against the bed - letting her feel the pressure through her sensitive skin - as he kissed her.

Stephanie tugged him down for a fierce kiss as she tried to push more of her breasts into his talented hands.

He lifted one of the hands away, brushing a finger - and the oil - gently across her lips, pressing it in a little to coat her inside as well as out,

He wanted her to feel the next kiss.

"Oh God," she moaned, feeling the immediate effect. Stephanie panted harshly and arched more and more against him.

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