Stephen probably would have stopped dead in his tracks if she'd called him Tony or he even got an impression in her head that she was picturing him as Tony Stark right now. He was a good man, but he'd be damned if he was just going to feed into a fantasy like that. Good, she was not thinking of him, focusing on this moment and the two of them. He untied her dressed and slipped it off her shoulders, pulling it down until he saw her bare breasts and moved off of her to pull it down her hips and off.