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"We could start with me giving you another dance," she says, taking a nonchalant sip of her drink like his hands aren't on her, like they're not essentially talking dirty to each other in the dark corner of a bar. "Only, this time, I'll take everything off and can do whatever you fucking like to me during. And after." Another swallow of rum. I don't know, Harrington. What's the filthiest thought you've ever had about me?"

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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..

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