Lost

3. Chapter DONT STOP

WARNING in this are sectual activities and if you don't want to read it, you better skip Chapter 

At his apartment

"what do you want to do?" he smiles and comes up to me. "something fun" he bites his lip. "oh really James" "You know you shouldn't call me that." "And what are you going to do? Punish me?" I grinned at him. I could see the desire in his eyes. He pulled me a little closer to him. Our lips were separated by only a few millimeters. "That's an extremely good suggestion my dear." A familiar sensation released itself in my abdomen. His lips brushed mine briefly and a shiver ran through my body. I put my arms around his neck in play with his hair. Then I detached myself from him. It was wrong what I did. I had seen him again for a day and immediately I wanted to go to bed with him No. I wanted what is serious not a one night stand. "Whats wrong?" he looks disappointed and hurt. I didn't want to see him like this so I turned my head away. "it's just. I don't want to be one of your one night stands." He looked at me first interested and then hurt. "that's what you think of me?" "what else am I supposed to think Bucky. six years ago that was yourself every night you had a different girl." "because I couldn't have the one I wanted. and now she's standing in front of me and I can have her. I want you to be with me to never leave my side again." fed worth all he has to say these words and he convinced me. I turn my head again to him and kiss him. only short and look him in the eyes. "I want that too." He pulls me to him ran put his hands on my buttocks and kisses me passionately. I felt his desire how much that wanted and I gave myself to the kiss. I buried my hands in his neck and pressed me as close as it goes to him. while I could clearly feel the erection in his crotch. I open my lips a bit and he immediately accepts this invitation. He lifts me up, carries me across the room and sets me down on the kitchen table. The marble feels cold on my skin and yet I'm hot. Bucky lifts me a bit from the table only to take off my shorts and panties. His lips detach from mine and move over my neck. With a deft gesture he takes off my shirt and unclasps my bra which falls to the floor. It was too late to back out and I didn't want to. His kisses continued to run along my belly down to my thighs. He squeezed those juices apart. A warm sensation was rising and spreading in my abdomen. He began to kiss my sex and suck on it. I left one hand on his hair while I let go with the other to hold on to the table. I threw my head back and moaned. "I'm looking forward to fucking you right through:" Unable to say anything, I pulled him closer to me. The warm feeling in my belly was getting stronger. With a loud scream I get an orgasm. "Bucky that was..." I don't manage to finish the sentence. As I sit up straight again and step down from the table, I look into Bucky's mischievous smile. I take a step towards him and place my hands on his chest, "How come you're still fully dressed?" "We'll have to change that quickly" I run my fingers under his shirt and pull it over his head. This exposes a view of his muscular torso and metal arm. I reach out and run a finger along the scar. He flinches and I pull my hand back, biting my lip in shame. "No don't stop. It feels good. Your fingers are just cold."