No Strings

7

    You glared at your reflection on the steel doors of the elevator. Dear god, this better be important. The doors rolled open with a sharp ding and you walked down the hall toward the lab, and shoved open the door. Tony was reclined in his chair, metal spoon hanging on his nose, looking ridiculous.
   "Tony you have five seconds to tell me what was so earth shattering it couldn't have waited." You stated, eyes fixed on the genius, who currently looked like a dunce.
   "You and the Captain, didn't see that one coming." He stated, sitting up suddenly, spoon falling to the ground the metal pinging as it hit the ground.
    "Tony." You stated harshly, shifting in your spot waiting for whatever it was that was so important.
    "The outline for the new security program, where did you set it?" He raised an eyebrow, holding back a smirk. You crossed the room and grabbed the folder from the desk you usually occupied and tossed it to his.
     "Right where I told you it was the other day." You snipped, walking over to the door. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm leaving and I better not hear from you for awhile."
     "Hey, don't forget protection!" Tony called back while you flipped him off.
     "Stupid cock blocker." You grumbled heading back to Steve's room. You knocked on the door and he opened it looking slightly surprised.
     You smirked as you walked in, immediately going to his desk and retrieving a chair. You placed it under the speaker in the room, and climbed on, Steve brows furrowing at you as you spun the plastic casing. After removing the face of it you reached inside and unhooked the cables.
    "And now, he can't call me for stupid reasons." You stated, hopping back down.
    "What did he want?" Steve asked stepping up to you and sliding his warm palms over your sides.
    "To be an ass." You replied, leaning in and kissing him.
     Steve lifted you from the floor and carried you back to the bed, dropping you into the soft mattress. He didn't waste time as he hooked his fingers in the waist band of your pants. Steve slowly pulled them down your legs as you pulled the sports bra from your body and tossed it to the side. He laid down on his stomach between your legs, throwing an arm over your lower abdomen.
Gently Steve moved your panties to the side, the cool air from his room greeted your warm pussy. The tip of his tongue licked your folds, and you bit your lip watching as he then slipped his tongue between them sliding it till he found your bundle of nerves. You gasped out as you gripped the bed sheets, watching as he traced circles of your clit with his tongue. Steve slowly maneuvered his free hand and you felt a bit of pressure at your entrance before he slipped a finger in and began working in tandem with his tongue.
You dropped back on the pillow, eyes screwed shut as he flicked his tongue over your swollen clit and pumped his thick finger in you slowly. You moaned softly, your hips trying to move on their own accord but Steve kept pressing down on them with the arm he had laid across your hips. His lips wrapped around the bud and he began to suck on it, sending sparks straight into your core, Steve slipped another finger in to join the first, stretching you out further.
"Steve." You breathed, tilting your head back, as pleasure rippled its way through you. He picked up his pace, his fingers hooking at the right spot, you grasped a hold of the sheets arching your back as he brought you higher. With every stroke of his fingers and the flicking of his tongue the coil tightened until it snapped sending you over the edge. Steve slowed his pace with his fingers allowing you to ride out your orgasm.
"Holy fuck." You breathed, opening your eyes looking down at him as he crawled up your body. His eyes were dark, and you could see the desire in them. Steve's lips met yours again and you could taste yourself on his mouth.
Steve shifted a bit as he pulled his underwear down and kicked them off his legs. His tongue tangling with yours as he nestled back between your legs, the head of his cock brushing against you as he did. Slowly he rolled his hips a bit, teasing you as the tip slid in, he pulled back slightly and did it again.
"Steve, please." You begged breaking the kiss.
"You sure?" He asked as he nibbled on your neck lightly.
"You can't just tease a girl Captain." You joked, earning a growl from him.
Steve slammed himself into you in one hard swift motion, your walls clenching around him in response to the suddenness. You cried out softly, your hands gripping onto the backs of his muscular arms. He rolled his hips back slow, pleasure coursing through you as the head of his cock dragged against your walls. There was a delightful burn as your body adjusted to his size.
He slammed his hips back into you, just to slowly draw back out, a soft groan falling from his lips. He held his face close to yours as he would slam himself back into you, his body pressed tight against yours. You feel could every muscle in his body move with each hard thrust, and you slid your hands over his back. Steve began to pick up his pace, and you could feel yourself begin to tighten again.
"Fuck." He whispered, his eyes meeting yours as he continued to pound into you. "God you feel amazing."
"Steve.. don't stop." You breathed, your body on edge. One more hard snap and you felt your orgasm wash through you again for the second time.
"Shit." Steve whispered his thrusts becoming irregular as he came in you. His breaths coming out in heavy pants, your walls continue to clench around him, milking him.
He laid next you breathing hard and you rolled slightly into him, laying an arm on his board chest. A lopsided grin crossed his face as he looked down at you, slowly kissing the side of your temple. You could feel his heart hammering in his chest, Steve rolled onto his side, propping himself up on his elbow, reaching out to tuck a stray strand of hair from your face.
Slowly he slid his hand down your side to your hip, his fingers tracing the scar that ran down you leg.
"I didn't know you had a scar." He said softly.
"Why do you think you've never seen me in shorts? It's ugly." You said, looking away from him.
"There's nothing ugly about you. How'd it happen?" He asked, bringing his hand up to your chin and lifting it so you had to look at him.
"Well, I was in New York a couple years back."