Chapter 34

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Edited 10-24-22

Word count 1906

*sexual themes ahead. Read with caution*
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'"You want me?"  Bucky's voice filled with emotion and washed over my body to send tingles straight to my center. His chest bulged with two impeccable square muscles, and lord, did I crave to run my hands along his flesh all the way down to the hard lines of his abs. Apparently, he wanted me to. His thick erection was so hard it never moved from its eager position. The grin on his face held more power to arouse me than his body did.
A rush of pure lust took me to a place my mind couldn't process or contain. I took his gorgeous face in my hands. "Make me forget what's wrong with the world." "I'll do that and more." He closed the distance between us to capture my lips.
When his wet tongue swept across mine in slow, steady movements. Oh, how his soft lips molded with mine so perfectly. He grabbed onto the back of my head and deepened the kiss. His breath came rough through his nose as his lips became firmer. With his mouth against mine, I moved my hands from his face and ran them gingerly along his bicep causing one to flex in response. He nibbled through the kisses, took my tongue into his mouth to suck it, and with a deep groan, he devoured me as if he'd waited a lifetime to have my body just this way. I whimpered in need. I'd never been so aroused from kissing. The longer our embrace went on, the more I wished he'd get on with it and take me until I saw stars. As he drew away from my mouth, I met his ravishing gaze and an undeniable truth lived within. He'd only begun. His desire to taste me, kiss me, and have me in his arms had consumed him, and now that he could do so, he wouldn't waste it on hurried wants. With his eyes focused on mine, he moved slowly down my body. I shuddered and my gasp froze in my throat as my nipples tightened with desperation only his mouth could relieve. As he nestled above my chest, his playful grin declared he planned to entice me to the point of insanity. He leaned down, and with a light lick on the swell of my breast, I was sure he'd already gotten me there.
I tangled my fingers in his hair and squeezed, begging him to come at me harder and to end the anticipation that made my center contract. He growled deep and low as he bit my skin, and with the softest touch, licked the taut bud. I arched my back and a gasp of
pleasure sprang from my throat. He kissed his way over to the other breast where he repeated the move. I trembled, quivered in requirement for him to give me more. My body burned with desire as my stomach fluttered with butterflies. He sucked a nipple into his mouth. He placed the little bud between his teeth, squeezing gently, but the pressure had been the relief I needed. I tightened my fingers in his hair, held him there, and begged him to continue. He held my breasts in his hands and switched between them, pleasuring each one deliciously. I moaned, gasped, and squirmed beneath him. He held such confidence—so sure about his movements. No gentleness lived within him. No hesitation. When he acted, he did so with poise and arrogance I surely believed he was due. Not until he had his fix and I
flushed with uncontrollable arousal did he leave my breasts. I watched him kiss hungrily down my stomach and I didn't hesitate in his advance. I widened my legs, drew them back against my body, and gripped my knees to spread myself wide, allowing him full access. He didn't waste a moment and placed his hands under my bottom, raised me, and angled my body up to him. When he lowered himself between my thighs, I gasped, a sound to put a voice to my scorching body.
I squirmed beneath him. He placed his hand on my stomach and he held me still. With his other hand, he slid one finger inside me. I moaned with pure satisfaction as he passed through my tender flesh. Exactly what I needed, the force of something driving me, filling me. I wanted more. He didn't deny me and removed the finger to replace it with two. His fingers were thick, strong, and just as large as any man I'd slept with before. He stroked. His gaze stayed focused on mine. His pupils dilated. I moaned along with his movements. Little noises, spoke of the happiness I experienced having him there and looking at me so intently. A knowing grin rose to his face, and before I figured out what the look had been about, he curled his fingers. A loud gasp of surprise escaped my mouth and my eyes widened. In one swift move, he found my sweet spot, a place I thought had been foreign to me until now. I thrust my hips in a demand he play with the area and build the sensation rising inside me. I grasped the sheets with my hands. "Don't stop." He put more weight against my stomach with his hand, angling my body further. He kept his fingers deep inside me and flicked the sensitive spot. I released shuddering breaths, squeals—everything and anything that screamed of a complete loss of control. My hands tightened in the bed sheets. "M-m-more."
His eyes burned deeper, his jaw clenched tight and he took it upon himself to send me to heaven himself. He slammed his fingers inside with the palm of his hand only adding to the sensation as he stimulated my nub. My entire body tightened and I arched my head back, sucking in a breath. I extended my legs and my toes pointed as my body teetered between life and death. My breath whooshed out, my eyes fluttered open. My body was heavy and tingled with erotic fulfillment. I blinked slowly. Bucky was now positioned above me, his gaze needy and wanting as he knelt between my legs. He placed his hands on my knees, bending my legs back along my sides to open for him. Then he took his erection in his hand, stroked it, and placed the tip against my center. I ran my gaze over him and I'd never seen anything so beautiful. The sculpted lines of his abs, made his erection look all too appetizing. I craved to taste him, touch him, but the strain he suffered made my wants impossible. His desperate eyes told me he couldn't wait any longer to have me. With a slow, gentle movement of restraint on his part, he found a home inside me. His eyes closed and his moan touched my soul. I cupped his face as he moved oh so slow. His expression filled with lustful intentions. But something else too something far deeper as his gaze of love bore into mine.
Without a single inkling of warning, he slammed into me with the full strength of his body. I screamed, a sharp sound of surprise and almost pain from intense pleasure. He slid out only to thrust back into me, harder now. He waited only a moment for me to gather my breath before he repeated the move. Again. And again.
I shook to my core as he tormented me with his rough thrusts. I panted, cried out, unable to do anything else, powerless to make sense of the sensations. Every nerve bud in my body awakened."Not yet," Bucky all but growled. I released a sharp cry as he stilled. "I'll finish you, but I want to watch you ride me when I do."

I didn't hesitate. I pushed him back so he knelt, climbed on top of him, and lowered down onto his erection. With his hands on my hips, I wrapped my legs around him, held on to his shoulders, and rocked against him."Do you feel what you do to me?" His voice dropped an octave and his hands tightened around my hips. "Do you know how insane you drive me? Fuck, y/n, you're incredible."
"Prove it—show me how wild I make you." I met his gaze in a challenge to make good on his promises.
I wanted to lower my head, melt into his embrace to save myself from the intensity capturing me, but I couldn't look away from him. Not with his eyes raging with more passion than I thought lived in one person. Not when he looked at me as though he'd been undeserving of me. And definitely not when his eyes said that after we were done, he'd only want more.
He rocked me harder against him in an urgent demand. "y/n," he shouted."Buck." I echoed his shout, but suddenly, everything around me blurred. His movements increased, his expression tight and filled with the tension of his impending release."y/n," he called out again. Now it's  loud and demanding—not at all lustful. Wait! What?'

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"Y/n! Wake up! You're having a dream." I hear someone say, shaking me awake.

"Doll, are you Alright? You were moving in your sleep and called out. Is everything okay?" Bucky looks at me with concern. I try not to look flustered and sit up, aware of the very present wetness between my legs.

"I'm sorry.  It was a dream. I dreamed. Um, that Hydra came. I'm sorry for waking you." I say. Bucky looks deep into my eyes and then pulls me in for a hug. I breathe in his scent.

"Never apologize for having nightmares. You are okay." His kind words bring me back to the dream. He's my friend. Why am I having sex dreams about him?

"Thanks, Buck. It means a lot. I'm gonna get up and get some air." I say, moving to get out of bed. I almost fall because my legs are like jelly, and Bucky catches me.

"Are you sure you're alright?" He says in my ear. I shiver a bit at his touch. This dream has me messed up.

"Yes. Sorry. I'm good now. Promise." I say, Getting up and practically running out.

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BUCKY

"Yes. Sorry. I'm good now. Promise." Y/n says as she moves out of my arms, getting up and leaving. That was weird. She's never been like that after a nightmare. I decide to get up and go ask her what's wrong. I get into the elevator and go to the roof. Y/n is laying on the ground with a blanket.

"Hey. Mind if I sit?" I ask. She looks up and nods. I sit down next to her.
"What's wrong doll?" I ask. She sighs and then looks over at me.

"I honestly don't know. Being outside grounds me. Pulls me closer to the elements and helps me think." She says, grabbing my hand.

"Well, how about we quietly think up here until you are ready to head back?" I say. She smiles and nods, and then comes and lays her head on my chest. We lay there and she quietly hums as I play with her hair, until she slowly falls asleep.

A/n: Don't hate me for just making it a dream. I hope that it was good, this was my first time writing anything smut like. Like, comment, vote and enjoy!-L


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