ONE LAST TIME

WARNING!!!

SMUTTTT!!!

The two make it back to Katrina's apartment. She hasn't left the one that they had shared so long ago. "Won't she..."

"Sh..." Steve hushes Katrina gently as he picks her up from the passenger side of his car. He already has his lips on hers and he can't wait to get her alone, though the car was alone enough. When his heart skips a beat and then another as he takes flight after flight of stairs with her lips on his neck he nearly sets her down on the top and taken her.

"Steven... What if she calls asking where you are... If you're okay?" She asks, she doesn't want the possibility of Sharon calling and finding him cheating or tracing his phone or going to the bar and catching him- catching them. She shivers from the nape of her neck all the way down her spine as she feels those familiar tingles that only he can give her.

"One last night..." Steve whispers his promise to her again.

"One last time..." Katrina whispers their promise. "Then it's over..."

A tear slips down her face as she notices he still has the key to the apartment and that he knows exactly where the bed is still. He kisses the tears on her cheeks, the tears just below her eyes, the tears still in her eyes- he kisses them all away as he holds his hands on her hips just below the hem of her t-shirt that hangs off her shoulders already. "Katrina... baby girl... hush..."

"Steven... I'm scared... I..." She tries to whisper but he presses his lips to hers, keeping her quiet and trying to ease her fears. "I don't- I don't want to lose you again..."

"I don't want to lose you either..."

"Then don't. Just don't leave me..." Katrina's heart breaks at the thought of him leaving her again. She sighs when his teeth graze her sweet spot again. "Ah... Steven..."

"Kat..." He hums against the sensitive spot on the skin of her neck when she sighs and moans his name from the simple action of his kiss. "I won't leave. I' won't... But I do have to go back to Sharon..."

"Steve... I... I want to carry again... I want another chance to have a child. A baby. Your baby. I just want one baby and I won't make you be a part of their life. Please? Just... try for one. Just tonight and you can go back to her. Stay with her, even though I never planned on making you stay with me but..." She feels his hands travel higher underneath her shirt and she feels her back arch as he bites down on her sweet spot and makes her moan lightly.

"Hush... okay? Just... Be quiet... I'll do it... I only want to hear my name. I only want to hear the noises that you make for me. Only me..." He keeps kissing her neck and biting down until he takes her shirt off over her head and he presses his lips to hers, pushing her into the bed further and slowly dragging his hands down her sides. He smiles when she nods and sighs again like he wanted her to, though he wants to make her moan, call his name loud enough that the neighbors in the building can hear her.

"Steven..." She moans, her hands going to his hair finally as she raises her ass up against him so he can pull her bottoms off all the way to her knees and then she relaxes so he can take them all the way off her legs. When they're off she wraps her legs around his waist and feels his hands caressing her hips and running along her thighs moving towards the inside of them. His fingers send a chill down her spine again and she moans once more for him, pleasure coursing through her as he rubs her folds gently and inserts his finger finding her clit easily making her gasp, "Steve!"

"Good girl..." he hums and leaves a trail of kisses across her jaw and down her neck to the center of her throat down to the valley of her breasts. His free hand moves to her left breast and he smirks when she moans again. "How about this... I take my hands away, let you strip me... and we go from there..."

She nods in anticipation but whimpers when his hands do move off her as he'd said. "Steven... I just want this to be a night to remember. I don't want to forget you, baby..."

"I know..." he leans back so she can unbuckle his pants and he sits up on his knees so she can pull them down and off him while he pulls his shirt over his head and tosses it to the corner of the room where hers had landed. "And I just want to love you... You to love me..."

"I will... Always." Katrina hums and presses her lips to his again and pulls him back down on top of her, her hands in his hair and inching him down on her more and more.

"You ready?" He asks. Steve is always careful to ask her before he does anything with her like this. Especially after their daughter. She nods in confirmation but he wants to hear her say it. "I wanna hear it, baby. I can't hear your head rattle..."

"Yes, Steven, I'm ready. I want this. I want you. Inside me, baby please." She whines and he nods in agreement aligning himself before he pushes inside her slowly. He remembers the feeling of her around him, she always felt so wonderful- she's so much better than Sharon ever will be. He kisses her sweetly, his hands going to either side of her head as he pushes further and goes deeper than he ever thought that he had before.

"You feel so good... so much better than... than..." He can't bring himself to say such a thing to her as he pulls his hips back only to pound hard back into her, he causes her to moan from the pleasure and he keeps the slow pace up until she starts to move with him only faster and faster until his pace is too slow.

"Faster, Steven, pleaseee..." She moans and her nails dig into his shoulders as they move from his head. "Ah... Steve!"

"Katrina..." He grunts as he feels his stomach tighten and he feels her clench around him. He knows that she's about to come and he knows that she wants him to keep going so he doesn't stop, he only slows down so they can both enjoy the high. "Kat... Baby, I love you..."

"I love you too!" She moans, "Steven!"

"Come for me, baby!" He groans and he lets himself go as soon as she does. He can't help but think of her pregnant and swollen with his child inside her again. He misses when she was carrying their daughter. He misses when she would have those midnight cravings that he didn't understand at all. Steve lets a tear slip from his eye knowing that after tonight they're going to part ways- he's going to go back home to Sharon and try to pretend that he's going to forget about the love of his life. Katrina's going to stay here in the apartment and try to support herself.

"Steven..." Katrina pants out of breath from what they'd just done.

"Hm?" He answers as he takes a deep breath to attempt to steady his own breathing. He kisses her cheek and caresses her sides again.

"Don't worry about me..." She says, "If I do have this child... I'll be much better... I'll still have a piece of you with me."

"A piece of me..." He whispers, his eyes searching hers now.

"Yes... I know this sounds stupid but Steven, baby, you were my world, the love of my life and you completed me. Not only that but you were my purpose. I never wanted to know what it felt like to be without you. Ever." She brings his head down to her lips so she can kiss his tears away as he had for her earlier. "Steven, I love you and now I might have a piece of you for a long time, so I suggest that you don't worry about me when you leave to go back to Sharon."

"A piece of me..." He repeats her statement over and over again as it plays in his head more and more until he smiles and kisses her again. "Katrina, I will never forget you. I promise."

"I know..." She says. "Will you do me a favor?"

"Hm? What is it? Anything."

"Will you let me wake up in your arms? Please?" Katrina wonders, not sure if he'll answer her the way she wants but not caring for either way it goes.

"Yes." He whispers as he slowly pulls out of her, causing her to moan from the pleasure hitting her again as he does so. "I will. I promise. I won't leave until you wake up."

He lays down beside her bringing her close to his chest and wraps his arms around her waist tightly kissing her head over and over until she eventually falls asleep. Steve allows his eyes to close only a few moments after she's gone to sleep and her breathing and heartbeat have synced with his. He presses his palms flat against her stomach, wanting nothing more than to see her carry his baby again. "I love you... both of you..."