Pepper sucks in a sharp breath at the contact, unhindered by the lace, body bowing forward slightly and leaning against his hand, her own grasping onto his shoulders tightly on an exhaled cry of pleasure, a shudder working its way up her spine. Her eyes squeeze shut as heat spreads through her, belatedly remembering Tony's request to keep talking.

"God, ah, yes-- oh Tony, that feels so good... god, I love you," she whimpers, panting breaths escaping between parted lips. "Don't stop, please don't stop."