It's Pepper's turn to catch her breath on a small, needy moan at the incendiary words rumbled into her ear, feeling the effects of his dirty talk go straight between her legs and causing more wetness to gather there, fighting the urge to squeeze her thighs together to relieve the pulsing ache. "Yes," she breathes raggedly as Tony pulls off her bra, watching under heavy lids. "God, yes, I need you so badly."

Her lips quirk a little at his assessment on her outfit, but any response she could have made is forgotten in the face of eagerly assisting him in pulling down his underwear, unable to resist brushing her fingers against his bare cock. Her hands settle on Tony's shoulders when he lowers himself again, knowing what he wants; she'll allow it, aware that they'll throw off their alignment for what she has in mind. Slipping one foot free of the panties still around her ankles, she rubs the side of it against Tony's leg before lifting her heeled foot gently on top of his thigh to better accommodate the removal of her shoes.