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She shook her head a little. “We had a wonderful day today, and now I get to end it in your arms.” Mary was wet and cold, though that wasn’t Steve’s fault. At least this gave them an excuse to spend the night together.

The rain was pouring against his window and the bedroom was dim. Despite the cold, Mary could feel a fire for him ignite in her belly. She pulled from his embrace so that she could sit down on the edge of his bed and unsnap the garters from her wet stockings. Once the stockings and garter belt were off, she carefully slipped her underwear down her legs, leaving her in just his shirt.

Whether or not her intent was to tease him, she certainly had his full attention, his gaze following the path of her stockings and underwear as she guided them down her legs. He stepped closer to her again, just enough to be able to lean down and kiss her on the lips, cupping her face in his hands.

"I should probably go cook us dinner..." he trailed off with a playful hum, eyebrow raised.

Mary looked up at him, her eyes wide with a bit of faux innocence. She had meant to entice, certainly, though not to tease. There was no doubt that she wanted him as badly as he wanted her.

“May I stay here?” She asked, meaning his bed. She planned on curling up under his covers to keep warm.

"Of course," he nodded, smiling a bit. "We could even eat in bed, if you feel like it. Like a couple of ill-mannered savages."

He was just teasing her now, really. Not that he'd mind either way, but he'd have to go with a very different sort of meal. For now, though, and while neither of them seemed to be too hungry, he just leaned in and took her mouth in a kiss, more present and passionate, his hands sliding down from her face and grabbing her shoulders.

Mary laughed a little before his lips were on hers again. Her mother took breakfast in bed, so the idea wasn’t entirely foreign. She rested her hands on his stomach as they kissed. When they pulled back for air, Mary whispered to him.

“I want to make love all night... I want you to show me if there are other pleasures that I haven’t known yet. I...” Here she paused, her cheeks turning pink. “I-I want to feel your tongue on my most intimate place again... your lips caressing it. Please...”

Her words alone and the thought of his face between her legs had warmed her up considerably. She could feel her nipples tighten against the shirt.

Breakfast in bed did sound a lot more appealing, admittedly. Granted, they wouldn't have that much time in the morning, but Steve always was an early riser, and he wouldn't mind waking up a little early if it meant he could indulge in something like that with Mary. God knows they wouldn't have these kinds of opportunities for a while once they made it to England.

His hands slid up to her neck and cupped her jaw as she spoke, his breath hitching slightly at the mere image her words painted in his mind. He licked at his lips, his hands moving down her front, until he could feel her hard nipples against his palms. He rolled his thumbs over them gently, then cupped her breasts in his hands. "If you're not too terribly hungry... we can get started on that right now."

She closed her eyes as he caressed from her neck down to her breasts, a small moan escaping her when he cupped them in his hands, thumbs brushing over hard peaks. “Yes,” she breathed. Her fingers slid under his shirt to touch the warm skin of his stomach. Being here like this with him, knowing they had the whole night ahead of them, had gotten her very excited very quickly.

Mary opened her eyes again and gazed up at him, the rich mahogany brown of hers meeting the sea blue of his. He had taught her not to be ashamed in the bedroom, to ask for what she wanted, even if she was still learning.

It didn't take much to get Steve aroused either, and if her words alone weren't enough, then that moan, paired with the feel of her hard nipples pressed against the fabric of his shirt, would more than do the trick. He let out a low groan of his own, biting lightly at her lower lip, then shifting closer between her legs while his hands moved up to quickly work the buttons of the shirt open.

"Don't take it off," he said softly, once the buttons were all undone, and he parted the fabric aside just enough to expose her bare torso. He liked the sight of her in nothing but his shirt more than he ever thought he would, honestly.

Mary nodded as his request. She kind of liked having it on as well. It was worn and it smelled like him, which made her feel very comfortable

Lifting up the shirt he was wearing, Mary kissed over his stomach while he fingers worked at the buckle to his belt. One that was undone, she pulled it off and unbuttoned his pants. Her lips moved down the light trail of hair on his lower stomach as she pushed his pants and underwear down over his hips.

He wiggled a bit to help her get his clothes down to his feet, toeing off his shoes and kicking both pants and underwear aside. Unsurprisingly, he was already half hard, aroused by her words alone. His fingers found their way into her loose hair, carding gently through it, while waiting to see where Mary was headed with this, and what she wanted to do next.

Her gaze ran over his naked body as he stood before her and she laughed slightly. “You have skinny hips, my love.” Mary hoped that he wouldn’t take that offensively, as it was mostly an observation and not a complaint. It was especially noticible when his cock was hard, because it almost made his proportions seem off. Mary loved his body though. She loved him.

Mary pulled him closer by his skinny hips and kissed his lower abdomen, just above his cock. One hand wrapped around him and began to gently stroke him to full hardness. “Which shall we do first?” She asked. “Your mouth on me or mine on you?”

The comment was a little surprising, though hardly in a bad way. Steve laughed, lips curled into a bright grin. "Do I? That's quite the observation," he hummed, raising an eyebrow, though not too surprised and certainly not embarrassed. Considering his build, she wasn't wrong. He had broad shoulders and defined muscles, and no fat to speak of, particularly on his stomach or around his waist, which only made his hips seem even more narrow.

She made it very difficult for him to not be selfish right now, especially when she offered him that option. It had been his intention to make her feel good first, but now he was loath about not feeling her mouth on him. An idea came to mind, however, even if, admittedly, Steve had never done it before. "We could do both. I mean, at... the same time."

Whenever he smiled, Mary found herself returning the gesture. “Your body is perfect to me,” she replied, fingers of her free hand running over one of his hipbones.

She furrowed her brow at his suggestion. “How?”

"Well, I... lie down," he started, feeling his cheeks a little warm at simply explaining this to her. "And you crawl on top of me, facing the opposite direction."

It probably would take a bit of adjusting, but Steve for one was actually curious about whether it would work or not. He gestured to the mattress, pressing his lips. "We can try? If you want to."

"Oh," she said. Picturing it in her mind made her cheeks turn a bit pink as well, though the idea of it was certainly arousing. "Yes. Let's try it."

Mary got up from the bed so that Steve could take her place. Once he was lying down, she moved on top of him, fitting her knees around his head. She realized that she had to slide down just a little bit in order to reach his cock, so she did. She gently placed her hands on the insides of his thighs, slowly pushing them apart.

"Like this?"

He wouldn't try anything she didn't feel comfortable with, and frankly he'd have understood if she was too apprehensive about it. He preferred leaving the decision to her, though he was glad she wanted to give it a try, at the very least.

Hopefully he wouldn't mess it up. Couldn't be that hard to pull off, could it?

Lying down on the bed comfortably, he shifted a little as she moved over him, the pink on his cheeks turning a little darker when he got a good look at her position from his angle. He cleared his throat and nodded, his own hands curling around her legs and sliding up her thighs and towards her backside, while he parted his own legs a little more at her touch. "Yes, like— like this."

She had to admit that she was slightly self conscious having Steve looking this closely at her private area. Fortunately, Mary felt very comfortable with him and knew that he wouldn't do anything to hurt or embarrass her.

Mary leaned down and kissed a trail up his inner thighs. Meanwhile, her hand wrapped around his half hard cock and began to stroke him up and down. It was somewhat difficult to keep her balance and work on him, but she managed.

To be fair, it wasn't as though this was the first time he had his head between her legs, so once he got a little more used to the position, he didn't linger or hesitate on what to do. And once Mary started working him slowly, he focused on returning in kind.

Tilting his head slightly, he kissed along her inner thigh. His hands reached the curve just below her backside, fingers sliding between her legs and parting her wide for him, so he had easier access as his mouth traveled closer to between her legs.

Mary gasped a little when she felt him spread her open. Instead of feeling exposed though, it made her feel aroused at the idea of him inspecting such an intimate place. It made her want to do some exploration of her own.

She tapped on his thigh so that he might open his legs a bit more. Her lips moved over his groin and down to his balls, kissing them and sucking at them gently as she continued to move her hand over his cock.

Every part of Mary was beautiful to him, and feeling her so receptive only encouraged him to keep going. He lifted the weight of his upper body the best he could, and tilted his head up so his mouth could reach better between her legs. Keeping her spread open like this, it was easy to lick a long, slow stripe along her slit, humming as he lapped up her juices into his mouth.

He got a little sidetracked when he felt her lips move lower, and he moaned as he felt her lips sucking softly around one of his balls. He pressed his mouth more intently against her, sucking fully on her wet flesh, fingers curling into the skin of her thighs.

She spread her knees a bit more on the bed so that Steve wouldn't have to crane his neck too much to reach between her legs. His lips on the sensitive flesh felt like ecstasy, and while it was very arousing to be on top of him like this, she kind of wished that she could watch him as he pleased her.

Mary's tongue slid down over his balls, tasting what was a new part of him to her. She kissed the wrinkled skin before moving back up to the shaft. The head of his cock disappeared into his mouth and she sucked hard on it, trying to remember all of the things that he had enjoyed the last time she had satisfied him with her mouth.

She practically rubbed herself against his mouth when her knees shifted on the bed, but far be it from him to complain. Rather the opposite, really, and he found himself whimpering softly when that faint roll of her hips only aroused him further.

That wave of pleasure only got stronger as she moved her lips to the sensitive head of his cock. Moaning softly against her, he latched his lips onto her warm flesh, tongue working against her clit while he applied a little suction with his lips at the same time.

Her hips bucked more insistently against him now, until he latched his lips onto her clit. She moaned around his cock, the sensation of the suction of his lips along with his tongue nearly driving her mad. Her toes curled, and if he kept that up, it wouldn't take him very long to make her come.

In response, she worked at his cock, slowly sliding it into her mouth as far as she could take it. It was just a few inches to start, but then she was able to add another. Mary didn't want to gag, so she kept it at that. At least it was more than she had been able to take last time. She sucked on him, tongue swirling around the head before flicking against the slit.

He split his focus between working his mouth insistently against her, and not bucking his hips up when she started taking him deeper into her mouth. She felt so hot and tight around him, and it certainly was very tempting, but the last thing he wanted was to catch her off guard or cause her any discomfort. Besides, even without taking him fully into her mouth, she'd still easily make him come.

He sucked harder at her clit, tongue flicking across the sensitive spot. One of his hands slid farther up until his fingertips could reach her from behind, prodding lightly at her opening, teasing along the rim and spreading it open a little. He couldn't push his fingers too deep into her in this position, but the tips still dipped past the entrance, testing the muscles, and trying to offer some more stimulation while he focused mainly on pleasuring her with his mouth.

Mary spread her knees a bit wider when she felt Steve’s fingers teasing at her entrance. In turn, she took his length deeper into her mouth, gagging slightly before pulling back. Unfortunately she still wasn’t quite ready to have all of him yet. It just meant that they would have to practice more.

Feeling his fingers and his tongue work in tandem was enough to finally push her over the edge. Her muscles contracted and legs trembled as the orgasm rolled through her body. Mary moaned around his cock, not taking it out of her mouth, so that he would be the recipient of the vibrations of her moans.

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