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"Think you'll be coordinated enough for that?" His other hand moves under the table to grab her knee and lift it over his, spreading her legs under the table.

"You go first."

"Guess we'll find out," she says, letting him manhandle her, spreading her legs easily, shifting a little closer.

"That's not fair," she points out. "I'm already doing the dancing."

"I did enough talking last time." He slides his palm along the inside of Alex's thigh. "How about we just get out of here?"

"Yeah, but it was so hot."

She grins, actually finding herself disappointed when his hand doesn't make it all the way up her thigh in the shadow of the table.

"Fuck it," she says, draining the rest of her drink and sliding out of the booth. "Let's go."

It isn't a long walk back to Dimera, hand in hand, but Alex feels like she's aware of every inch of it. When the elevator doors finally close, she leans in, pressing her body against Steve's, rubbing her tits against his chest through the thin stuff of his shirt. It's shameless but she figures they're both into that tonight.

"Jesus." Steve laugh as he stumbles back against the wall of the elevator. He looks down at the press of her cleavage against his chest and then reaches up to grip the back of her head, pulling her in for a hungry kiss.

It's a good kiss. Alex can feels how much he wants her, and it means that she can want him too, focus on that and ust let herself feel it, which feels good, after everything else.

It's a shame that they only live on the second floor. The elevator doors open too quickly but Alex tugs him with her, into the hallway and then into the apartment itself.

Steve lets himself be pulled along, drunk and a little in awe of the turn his night has taken. Once they’re in the apartment, he turns to press her back against the door, leaning in for another kiss as his hands slip under Alex’s shirt to grip her waist.

“You need to— shit.” Steve tries to pull her shirt up over her head but it gets caught under her arms and he laughs. “You need to take your shirt off so I can get my mouth on you.”

"Sit your ass down and I'll strip for you," she says, grinning, gently pushing him back with both hands, towards the couch. "Only this time, we're not in the club, so we don't need to follow any rules. And, this time, I can go all the way down to my skin, if that's what you want?"

She arches an eyebrow. She knows exactly what he wants.

“No, I would rather you throw on some sweaters,” he says sarcastically, grinning up at her as he falls back onto the sofa. He toes off his sneakers and socks just to get a little more comfortable, and then leans back with his hand linked behind his head.

“Let’s see this show.”

He sits, making himself comfortable, and Alex grins. She's drunk, but not so much that she doesn't know exactly what she's doing. She finds a song on her phone, something with a heavy, filthy beat and sets it down on the coffee table, her hips already starting to sway.

She makes shirt work of her boots and jeans, peeling them down and off and the she slides into Steve's lap in her panties and t-shirt, her hips still gyrating and she leans in to press her tits against his chest and take a kiss.

Steve watches her with his hands on his thighs, taking in every bit of bare skin, and he can’t help but to chuckle when she crawls into his lap still wearing her shirt.

“Oh, you’re gonna tease me?” He asks against her mouth, sliding his hands up under her shirt to cup her tits through the lace of her bra. “That’s what’s happening?”

"What's the rush?" She asks, arching her back to push her tits into his hands. "If it's a quick fuck you're after, Harrington, we can make that happen. But I'm pretty sure I've got all night."

“You’re putting words in my mouth,” Steve says as he hooks his fingers into the cup of her bra and drags it down until one of her tits is free, still covered by the fabric of her shirt. Her nipple peaks under his thumb and he pinches at it, smirking up at her. “When you could be putting something else in my mouth.”

The pinch is good, sending an electric throb right between her thighs and Alex squirms.

"I remember," she says, starting to peel her shirt upwards. "You telling me that you wanted to bite my nipples. What else do you want to do to me now you're getting the chance?"

“You want me to talk?” He lets out a laugh disguised as a groan and helps to tug her shirt over her head. “Then you have to let me help you strip.”

Truthfully, he doesn’t care about the stripping. He just wants to get his hands on her, so he reaches around her to unhook her bra and pull it off before tossing it aside.

“Fuck.” He cups her tits in his hands and leans down to drag his tongue along the curve of one, close enough to her nipple to be a tease. “I do want to get my fingers in you. I’m good at it. Maybe go down on you. I’m good at that, too.”

"You can put your fingers in me any way you like," says Alex, arching her back again at the touch of his tongue, the bars piercing both nipples catching the light. "I want you to make me come so hard that I forget my own fucking name."

She thinks she can trust Steve to help her get out of her head.

“Fuck.” Steve leans back to look at her, letting his thumbs drag over her nipples and light catch on the piercings. He leans in to lick at her nipple before pulling it into his mouth, taking a moment to adjust to the new sensation of the barbell against his tongue, sucking until she makes this hot little noise they goes right to his cock.

It’s sort of hot to have her in his lap, mostly naked while she’s still fully clothed, and he knows most guys would be whipping their dick out by now. But Steve genuinely likes getting girls off, likes the way they look and the sounds they make. It makes it even better when he does finally get inside of them.

So, he bites at her nipple and gives it a tug, as promised, as he reaches down between their bodies to rub at her cunt through the thin fabric of her panties. His fingertips trace along her slit, and he lets her nipple fall from his mouth so he can look up at her with a grin. “Wet for me already, huh?”

The catch of his teeth in combination with the press of his fingers is perfect and Alex tips her head back and moans.

"What can I say?" She says, still squirming into the touch. "I'm a total slut. It's your lucky day, Harrington."

Steve huffs out a laugh at that, watching her face as he dips his hand into her panties, using his other to tug at her thigh to get her in a little better position.

“I’d say we’re both pretty lucky,” he murmurs, circling her clit with his finger before pressing it inside of her. She’s so hot and slick that he immediately adds another, even if the angle is a little awkward. He crooks them forward as his palm presses against her clit, and reaches up with his other hand to give her nipple a hard pinch. “That feel good?”

"That feels so good," she says, nodding as her hips start to rock, fucking herself on his fingers, grinding her clit forward against his palm. She groans. "You can go a little tougher if you want. Definitely with my tits anyway."

She trusts him. Not as much as she trusts Darlington but where did that get her, in the end?

Steve lifts her up and twists their bodies so that she’s on her back on the sofa, and he pulls her panties off and tosses them aside as he parts her thighs again. Her cunt is pink and slick and he presses two fingers into her again, curving them forward to try and find the spot that will make her come apart.

“Okay,” he says easily, leaning over her as he fucks her with his fingers, setting up an easy rhythm as his other hand splays across her stomach. “And what do you want?”

The way he manhandles her is amazing, and Alex spreads her legs easily, hooking one over the back of the couch to keep them wide as he fingers her, as her hips find a smooth, rolling rhythm.

"I want you to do whatever you want to me," she says, groaning softly. "As many times as you want. And I want to feel it tomorrow."

"That's pretty vague," Steve teases, leaning over her as he pumps his fingers in and out of her, watching her face as he presses his thumb to her clit and rubs in tight little circles. "So, as long as you come, you're happy?"

He's better at this than she was expecting, and she couldn't stop the squirm of her hips now if she tried. The fact that she's naked and he's still pretty much dressed is intensely, crazily hot and Alex can feel herself getting lost in it. It's everything that she wanted out of this. It's everything that she needs right now.

"Pretty much," she says, with a laugh that turns into a moan. "But I can be more specific...if you want...fuck...if you want a fucking menu."

“You have a lot of attitude for someone who wants to come,” Steve teases, smiling down at her as he crooks his fingers up against her inner walls in search of that amazing little spot that seems to make girls lose it. He can tell when he finds it by the sounds she makes, and he presses his fingers in as deep as he can to rub at it.

“Come on,” he breathes out, reaching out with his other hand to rub quick little circles over her clit. “Give me one.”

Alex's orgasm takes her by surprise, sudden and huge, pushing her back into a tight arch, rendering her incapable of speech that isn't moaning Steve's name.

Once it's subsided and Alex is lying there, idly rocking her hips into Steve's touch.

"Wow," she says, half laughing. "You can definitely have anything you want. Especially if it gets me another one of those."

Steve’s eyes take over her hungrily, and he knows this is why he likes making girls come. He loves being able to get to see them like this, trembling and crying out because of what he’s done to them.

Her comment makes him chuckle and he gently slides his fingers out of her to grip her inner thigh before standing up. “I want to go to your bedroom so we have more room. And then I’ll figure out how to give you another.”

The job she does means that Alex isn't self-conscious about being naked. Steve stands up and she stays where she is for a moment, one leg thrown over the back of the sofa before she shifts, standing up and pushing both hands through her dark hair.

"Come on then," she says, stepping past him to lead him down the corridor towards the bedroom, leaving her clothes where she's discarded them. She knows that Steve's a tits man at heart, but she also knows exactly how good she looks from behind.

Steve follows her down the hall and takes in her curvy finger, pumping his fist before taking off his shirt. It gets abandoned somewhere around the door to her bedroom, and once they're inside he reaches out to grab her by the wrist, tugging her back so he can lean down and kiss her.

It's a good kiss, and he groans as he licks into her mouth, walking her backwards towards her bed.

Alex leans into the kiss, curling her arm around Steve's neck to hold him to it, her tits pressed against his bare chest. She lets him push her backwards towards the bed, nipping at his lip.

"Bed," she says. "Now."

“You got it,” Steve replies, kissing her once more before playfully pushing her back onto the bed. She lands with a slight bounce and Steve watches her as he pulls his wallet from his back pocket and extracts a condom.

His jeans and underwear get pushed to the floor and he stares at her naked body, and the slick pink folds between her legs, and feels his drunken mind go into overload.

“I can’t decide what to do first,” he admits, fisting his cock before climbing over her on the bed, leaning in to kiss her neck as his hand finds one of her tits, squeezing gently before plucking at the tight bud of her nipple.

Alex palms her tits while he's undressing, squeezing, pressing them together -- yeah, she's putting on a bit of a show, but she also knows exactly what Steve is into, so admittedly she's playing up to it.

She squirms at the light pinch to her nipple, pushing up against him.

"Why don't you give me a shortlist of options and I'll choose for you?" she says, grinning.

"Nah, I need to fuck you," Steve tells her, ripping open the condom with his teeth and reaching down to roll it onto his cock. He feels like he can't even think straight with her underneath him like this, and he hooks one of her thighs around his waist before nudging the head of his cock against her slick cunt. "You good with that?"

"Unless you want to stick it in my ass, I'm more than good with that," says Alex, grinning up at him. She squirms her hips. "Stop talking about it and fuck me like you mean it, Harrington."

Steve's breath hitches and he looks up at her in surprise, groaning as he slides into her with one smooth thrust. She's so hot inside, slick and wet, and he plants one hand into the mattress next to her shoulder as he stares down at her and starts to roll his hips, setting up a deep, hard pace.

"Something like this?" He pants out. "Put your legs around me."

"Too much?" asks Alex, breathless, laughing, but then he's inside her, and her back arches, and she forgets her filthy mouth altogether. He thrusts into her and Alex lifts her legs, curling them around his thighs to hold him close. She doesn't need to be told twice..