Possessed - Bucky Barnes x OC

Part 15

Throwing caution to the wind, as if they read each other's minds, they crashed together. James leaned down so far, to accommodate for Maggie's barefoot height. His lips moved with fervor over hers, swallowing up her tentative movements as she tried to keep up.

His strong hands slithered over her body, finally able to touch her the way he'd wanted— the way he'd been trying to stifle from the moment he saw her at the showcase. He kneaded into her skin, enjoying the way it would easily manipulate under his rough movements.

Getting sick of the crouched position, he scooped her up into his arms, making her yelp. He walked over to the bed, placing her down carefully on his lap as he sat back onto the mattress. With her legs draped over his knees, sitting sideways on him, she could feel how hard he was through his trousers.

James slid his hand over one of her thighs, fingers resting dangerously deep between her legs, making her spread them slightly. The warmth radiating from her core made him groan at the feeling. Creeping his hand further up, just about to touch her, she pulled away.

Maggie looked at him with a nervous expression, rosy lips pouting a smidge.

"What's wrong?" James asked, concerned he had been too forward.

"Nothing. It's just that... I've only ever been with one man before. I— I don't really know if I'm any good..." her voice drew off, chewing her lip anxiously, "I mean with this kind of stuff. I don't want to disappoint you."

Swelling with pride, James shook his head, showing the start of a smile. He looked her deep in the eye, to make his point perfectly clear. "No matter what you do, I will love it. You don't know how many times I've thought of this." His hand slid under her jaw, caressing her cheek. "If it makes you feel any better, I'll be the one in control whenever we do this. You won't mess up because you won't have to make any decisions."

She didn't quite understand what he meant, but she nodded obediently anyways.

"Do you want to do this? I need your unwavering consent before we continue." Maggie nodded again. "Little one, I need you to use your words."

"Yes. Yes, please." She softly cooed.

With her approval, James dove back in. Their kisses were more passionate now, both of them sure of what was going to happen between them. He was thrilled at her excellent manners. He knew he wouldn't have to do much training since she was already halfway to what he desired most— a submissive little pet.

His hand quickly returned to its spot between her legs. This time, not skipping a beat, he hiked up her dress. Thick thumb swiping over her cleft, eliciting a meek purr from her lips. The honeyed sound made him growl back into her mouth and pick up his movements.

She reached over to start slowly unbuttoning his shirt, being as careful as she could. James internally laughed to himself about how shy she was. Pulling back from her lips he leaned back smidge and ripped his shirt open, sending buttons flying to the floor. Showing her truly how little his possession meant to him, despite the wad of material being more than her rent. Leaving him in just his trousers, she marveled down at his bare chest, taking in how intricate the designs of his tattoos were. Inner artist taking over her lust filled thoughts.

Quickly pulling her back to the situation at hand, James stood her up from his lap. She stood before him as he stayed seated on the bed. It was the only time they had been eye to eye since meeting. He reached around to find the zipper of her dress, making quick work of pulling it down. The dress fell off of her, revealing her new lingerie set. Adorable. She looked like a nymph, covered in delicate flowers, like she should be lounging in the Garden of the Hesperides. He gawked at the sight for only a moment before standing up and lifting her into his arms.