Retro Love: A Steamy 80's Romance - part 3

Your world narrows down to Steve’s touch, his hands exploring your body with a reverence that leaves you breathless.

His fingers dance along the edges of your clothes, teasing you mercilessly as he inches closer and closer to your aching center.

Your heart pounds in anticipation, every nerve ending alive with desire as Steve’s touch sets fire to your skin.

“You’re so beautiful, YN,” Steve whispers, his eyes locked onto yours as he slowly begins to undress you.

His hands glide over your curves, caressing your breasts and tracing the contours of your waist before slipping lower to gently cup your sex through your clothes.

You shudder with pleasure at his touch, your body arching into him in silent invitation.

As Steve’s kisses trail down your neck, his hands work their magic on your clothing, unbuttoning and unzipping each piece until you stand before him naked, vulnerable, and achingly aroused.

Your eyes meet as he takes in the sight of you - flushed, breathless, and so ready for him.

“Fuck, YN,” Steve groans, his eyes darkening with lust as he begins to undress himself.

“You drive me insane.” His words send a thrill through your body, and you can’t help but feel a wave of confidence at the power you hold over him.

As he finally stands before you naked, your eyes drink in the sight of his toned physique, his cock hard and ready for you.

You reach out to touch it, your fingers curling around its length as Steve lets out a low moan of pleasure.

His hand covers yours, guiding your movements as he begins to fuck into your tight grip, relishing in the sensation.

“You’re so hard,” you whisper, unable to contain your excitement at the sight and feel of him in your hands.

Steve groans in response, his hips bucking into your touch as he guides you through a slow, steady rhythm.

You can feel your own arousal building within you, your clit throbbing with need as you imagine the feeling of him inside you.

As Steve’s breathing becomes more ragged, his grip on your hand tightens, and he pulls you towards him, pressing his lips to yours in a passionate kiss that leaves you reeling.

His tongue dances with yours, tasting you as his hands roam over your body, cupping your breasts and squeezing your nipples until they harden into tight peaks.

“I need to be inside you,” Steve growls between kisses, his words sending a thrill of anticipation through your veins.

You feel him position himself at your entrance as he gently eases your legs apart and kisses the tender flesh of your inner thighs.

Your body tenses in anticipation, every nerve ending alive with desire as you wait for him to claim you.

As Steve enters you, your world spins, your body melding into his in a symphony of pleasure and desire.

You gasp at the feeling of him filling you, so deep and complete that it almost brings tears to your eyes.

He pauses for a moment, allowing both of you to adjust before beginning to move within you with slow, deliberate strokes designed to drive you wild.

You wrap your legs around his waist, urging him deeper as he begins to pick up the pace, thrusting into you harder and faster with every passing second.

Your breath comes in ragged gasps, each thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body until it feels like you’re going to explode from within.

“Fuck me, Steve,” you moan, your voice hoarse with need as he continues to pound into you relentlessly.

“Harder…

faster…” Each word is punctuated by a gasp or a moan as his hands roam over your body, leaving trails of fire in their wake.

“You feel so good,” Steve groans, his breath hot against your neck as he continues to fuck you with abandon.

“So tight…

so wet…” His words send shivers down your spine, and you can’t help but respond with a moan of pleasure as your body begins to tremble with the intensity of your impending orgasm.

As Steve’s thrusts become deeper and harder, you feel yourself teetering on the edge, desperate for release.

“I’m going to come,” you gasp, your nails digging into his back as you arch into him one final time before being swept away in a tidal wave of pleasure that shakes you to your core.

As your orgasm subsides, Steve continues to pound into you relentlessly, driving himself deeper and deeper until he finally stiffens with pleasure, his body trembling as he releases inside you.

His warmth fills you completely, sending waves of aftershocks through your still-quivering body.

As Steve collapses on top of you, both of you panting from the intensity of your passion, he whispers in your ear, “I love you, YN.” The words send a wave of warmth through your body as you succumb to the pleasure, your heart swelling with emotion at the realization that this is only the beginning for you and Steve.

You wake up in Steve’s arms, your body still humming from the previous night’s activities.

You feel a soft warmth spreading through you as you realize how much has changed since that fake date.

Your relationship with Steve has grown from an unexpected spark into a passionate flame that ignites every time you touch each other.

Thoughts of your shared intimacy and the way his hands make you feel fill your mind, sending shivers down your spine.

You turn to face him, feeling the heat radiating off his body as he sleeps peacefully beside you.

His chest rises and falls with each gentle breath, and you can’t help but admire the beauty of this man who has stolen your heart so completely.

As Steve begins to stir, his eyes flutter open, and a smile spreads across his face when he sees you watching him.

“Morning,” he says softly, his voice still rough with sleep as he leans in for a kiss.

Your lips meet in a tender embrace that quickly escalates into a passionate exploration of each other’s mouths.

Your hands roam over his body, tracing the contours of his chest and stomach before moving lower to gently cup his hardening cock through the sheets.

“Fuck,” Steve groans as he pulls away from your touch, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“We need to get cleaned up.”

You giggle, following him into the bathroom where you both step under the steamy spray of the shower.

The water beads on your skin, running down your curves as Steve pulls you close and begins to kiss you deeply once more.

Your hands explore each other’s bodies, the warm water making your touch even more sensual as you lose yourself in the pleasure of being so close to one another.

As you run your fingers through his hair, Steve reaches for the shower gel, lathering up his hands and beginning to massage it into your skin with slow, erotic strokes that leave you aching for more.

The scent of the soap fills the air as he works it over every inch of your body, paying special attention to the sensitive areas that make you squirm with delight.

Your nipples harden under his touch, and you can feel yourself growing wetter between your legs as his hands continue their exploration.

“You’re so beautiful,” Steve whispers, his eyes raking over your body as he takes in the sight of you.

“I need to be inside you.”

His words send a thrill through your veins, and you nod in agreement, wanting nothing more than to feel him deep within you once again.

As he reaches for the condom, your heart races with anticipation, knowing that the pleasure that lies ahead will be well worth the wait.

Steve takes his time, applying the condom with care before guiding you against the shower wall, your legs wrapped around his waist as he positions himself at your entrance.

You gasp as he begins to slide inside you, each inch of him filling you completely and sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

“Fuck me,” you moan, your voice hoarse with need as Steve continues to pound into you relentlessly, the warm water cascading over both of you as you move together in perfect harmony.

“Harder…

faster…” Each word is punctuated by a gasp or a moan as his hands roam over your body, leaving trails of fire in their wake.

“You feel so good,” Steve groans, his breath hot against your neck as he continues to fuck you with abandon.

“So tight…

so wet…” His words send shivers down your spine, and you can’t help but respond with a moan of pleasure as your body begins to tremble with the intensity of your impending orgasm.

As Steve’s thrusts become deeper and harder, you feel yourself teetering on the edge, desperate for release.

“I’m going to come,” you gasp, your nails digging into his back as you arch into him one final time before being swept away in a tidal wave of pleasure that shakes you to your core.

As your orgasm subsides, Steve continues to pound into you relentlessly, driving himself deeper and deeper until he finally stiffens with pleasure, his body trembling as he releases inside the condom.

His warmth fills you completely, sending waves of aftershocks through your still-quivering body.

As Steve collapses on top of you, both of you panting from the intensity of your passion, he whispers in your ear, “You’re mine, YN.” The possessiveness in his voice sends a fresh wave of desire coursing through you, and you know that you will never tire of being claimed by this man who has shown you the depths of pleasure and the heights of love.

“Always,” you promise, your heart filled with love for Steve as you envision a future where every touch is just as intense as these moments in the shower.

Your bodies intertwined, your hearts beating as one - this is what true passion feels like, and it’s only just beginning for the two of you.