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Retro Love: A Steamy 80's Romance - part 2
“YN, you look stunning,” Steve compliments as you step into his living room for a movie night, your heart fluttering at his words.
As you settle in on the cozy couch next to him, he pulls out a blanket and places it over both of you, creating an intimate bubble between the two of you.
The familiar scent of his cologne wafts through the air, sending shivers down your spine.
The movie starts, and you find yourself more focused on Steve’s presence than the plot unfolding on the screen.
Your growing comfort around him is undeniable; his charming personality and chivalrous nature make it easy to forget he’s the popular high school heartthrob everyone adores.
His hand, resting casually on your thigh, radiates warmth through the thin fabric of your dress.
The atmosphere is charged with sexual tension as you both pretend not to notice the growing heat between you.
When a particularly scary scene causes you to jump in fright, Steve’s hand accidentally brushes against your inner thigh, and your breath catches in your throat.
The moment feels frozen in time as you both freeze, the room suddenly charged with an electricity that neither of you can ignore.
Your heart races as his fingers graze your skin ever so slightly, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.
Your internal dialogue races, questioning what this accidental touch could mean for your budding relationship.
You feel as though you’re standing on the edge of a precipice, and with one more step, everything will change irrevocably.
As Steve slowly pulls his hand away, he glances at you, his eyes filled with an intensity that leaves no room for doubt: he wants you just as much as you want him.
Your heart pounds in your chest as the movie continues to play in the background, but all you can focus on is the burning desire between you both.
The sexual tension has reached its boiling point, and it’s only a matter of time before it spills over into something more.
As Steve leans in, his breath hitching as he gently tucks a loose strand of your hair behind your ear, the anticipation is almost too much to bear.
Your eyes lock, and for an instant, you can see the raw desire reflected in his gaze.
It’s a look that silently begs you to let him explore every inch of your body.
You lean in, your lips meeting in a passionate kiss that sends sparks flying, the world around you fading away.
The warmth of his mouth engulfs yours as your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer with an urgency that surprises even you.
His hands slide down your back, gripping your hips as he deepens the kiss further, his tongue dancing with yours in a sensual dance.
The passion between you is uncontrollable now, and you’re both ready to explore this newfound territory together.
Your hands wander over his chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath his shirt as he gently nibbles on your lower lip.
You can feel his erection pressing against your thigh, confirming just how much he wants you in return.
As the kiss continues, Steve’s hand travels up your dress, his fingers trailing over your bare skin.
A moan escapes your lips as he grazes your breast, sending a wave of pleasure coursing through your body.
Your nipples harden under his touch, and you can’t help but arch your back, silently begging for more.
Steve waste no time taking advantage of this opportunity; he cups your breasts in both hands, gently squeezing them as his thumbs flick over your nipples.
You moan loudly in response, the pleasure shooting straight to your core, leaving you desperate for more.
“You’re so beautiful,” Steve whispers against your lips before he captures one of your hardened nipples between his teeth and begins sucking on it gently.
Your back arches even further as a new wave of pleasure ripples through your body, causing you to let out a low moan that is half-pleasure, half-begging for more.
Steve’s hands slide down your body, unzipping your dress as he goes.
You shiver with anticipation when his fingers graze over your hip bones, finally reaching the top of your thigh-high stockings.
With practiced ease, he rolls them down, revealing your smooth skin and leaving you feeling exposed yet eager for more.
His fingers dance along the edges of your panties, teasing you mercilessly as you squirm in anticipation on his lap.
“You’re so wet,” Steve murmurs against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.
You can feel the heat radiating from between your legs, and it’s all for him.
“Please, keep going,” you whisper, almost desperate now to see where this will lead.
He smirks at your plea, clearly enjoying the power he has over you in this moment.
Slowly, Steve slides his fingers underneath the lace of your panties and begins to explore every inch of your wet folds.
You let out a gasp as he finds your clit, circling it with his thumb before pressing down firmly.
The pleasure is almost too much to bear, but you’re desperate for more.
“Fuck me,” you whisper, a needy tone in your voice that surprises even you.
Steve complies, sliding two fingers inside of you and pumping them in and out with increasing speed.
The pleasure builds within you as his fingers hit that perfect spot, causing your body to arch off the couch in response.
You can feel your orgasm approaching rapidly, but Steve pulls away just before it hits, leaving you breathless and desperate for more.
“Stay with me tonight,” Steve whispers against your lips, his eyes reflecting a desire you’ve only dreamt of.
The raw need in his voice is enough to convince you that there’s no turning back now; the passion between you is too strong to ignore any longer.
You lean in and press your lips against his, silently accepting his invitation as he carries you off to his bedroom, ready to explore this newfound territory together and discover the thrilling night ahead of you.
You wake up in Steve’s arms, your body entwined in a dance as old as time itself.
The scent of his cologne mingles with the soft morning breeze coming through the open window, and you can feel the warmth from his skin on yours.
As your eyes adjust to the sunlight filtering into the room, you take a moment to appreciate the scene before you: Steve’s chest rising and falling in rhythm with his breathing, the tousled mess of his hair, the content expression on his face.
It’s then that it hits you - last night wasn’t just a dream.
You and Steve had shared something truly special, something that has irrevocably changed the dynamic between the two of you.
A wave of emotions washes over you: excitement at this newfound connection, apprehension about where it might lead, and a deep sense of satisfaction knowing that you’ve finally given in to your desires.
As conflicting as these feelings may be, one thing is certain - last night has opened the door to an entirely new world for you both.
You shift slightly in Steve’s arms, trying not to wake him but unable to resist the urge to explore this new intimacy between you.
Your fingers trace light patterns over his chest, taking care not to cause a ripple in his peaceful slumber.
For now, it seems as though time has frozen, and you are content simply existing together in this moment of bliss.
Eventually, however, the comforting sound of Steve’s soft snores turns into gentle grunts as he begins to stir awake.
His eyes flutter open, and a sleepy smile graces his lips as he sees you watching him.
In that instant, all your fears seem to melt away, replaced by an overwhelming sense of trust and affection for the person lying next to you.
“Good morning,” Steve murmurs, his voice rough with sleep but filled with warmth.
You return his smile and whisper back, “Morning.”
The two of you share a moment of comfortable silence, simply relishing in each other’s presence before the responsibilities of the day come crashing down on your shoulders.
You know that eventually, you both have to face reality - school, friends, families - but for now, this bubble of intimacy feels like an oasis from the chaotic world outside.
Slowly, you both begin to move, shifting out of bed and into a lazy morning routine.
You both share a breakfast filled with subtle flirtations and lingering glances, your conversations punctuated by playful banter that seems to come more naturally than ever before.
The regular morning routine feels special - the way Steve pours you a cup of coffee, the way he makes sure you have everything you need before heading out the door.
It’s the little things that make this day feel different from all the others.
As the morning progresses and you begin to prepare for the day ahead, the sexual tension between you starts to build once more.
Steve pulls you closer, his warm breath fanning your neck as he whispers sweet nothings, his words igniting a fire within you.
You can feel your heart racing, your body responding in anticipation of what’s to come.
The anticipation is almost too much to bear, but the excitement keeps you grounded and eager for more.
And then, it happens - Steve leans in close, his lips trailing down your neck as he begins to explore your body with a newfound sense of purpose.
Your breath catches in your throat as you feel the heat emanating from him, his touch sending shivers down your spine.
Moans escape your lips unbidden, each one an unspoken plea for more.
Steve’s hands begin to wander - tracing patterns over your breasts, teasing your nipples into hardened peaks before sliding lower to caress the curve of your hips.
His fingers dance along the edges of your clothes, teasing you mercilessly as he inches closer and closer to your aching center.
“Are you sure about this, YN?” Steve asks, his eyes searching yours for consent as you nod eagerly, your heart pounding with anticipation.
With a devilish grin, Steve pulls you close once more, and the world around you fades away as you both surrender to the passion that has been building between you since the moment you first met.