She opened her mouth to make a snarky comment, as per usual, but stopped. Opening her mouth again, her reply was more honest. "You may have to," she admitted, a little nervously. "Sometimes I over think things."
Her stomach flipped a little at the realization that they'd be having sex within hours, which was a thought that had somehow managed to elude her until now, despite its logic. She tried to be embarrassed at the anticipation she felt, but couldn't manage it.
Agreeing wholeheartedly that making out was underrated, Pepper agreed to his proposal by kissing him again, this time putting her arms around him to do it properly. That was good; she liked that a lot, feeling him pressed closed against her. This was a better kiss; deeper and less tentative. His hair was soft beneath her fingers where her thumb brushed against it at the nape of his neck.
Kissing Tony was everything and nothing like how she'd imagined - and she had imagined. It was good; talented and every bit as drugging as she'd assumed. She had also expected something a bit more aggressive and less exploratory. She knew he could be seductive, of course, but this was something else, something sweeter; as though he were learning and memorizing her.
Running her thumb across the hair on his chin Pepper pulled away again, tongue darting out to lick her lips. "Jump with me?" she whispered. "Then home."