"You're so pretty..." He whispered, his mouth moving against your neck in a way that made you shiver.

You hadn't expected to be in this situation. Ever. It's not like you were apart of his usual clique, anyway. But a few too many glances turned into casual conversations during class, a few meetups here and there. Now, you were here. Making out with him in the backseat of his car, and still processing everything that had happened, in all honesty.

Steve's hands roamed up your sides, inching under your shirt and caressing the skin of your stomach. He pulled away for a moment, catching his breath as he looked down at you. "You okay?" He asked, his hand coming up to hold your cheek. His hair was a little messy and his eyes were barely open as he looked down at you, now equally as breathless as you were. It was a gorgeous view, you had to admit.

"That good, huh?" He joked, a little amused at your silence.