It's a promise

Chapter 17

Rylee's POV

A few hours later I woke up again because I felt Steve was getting up from the bed. I opened my eyes and looked at him walking into the bathroom. His ass looked naked as good as in pants. This was definitely America's ass. I started to giggle and turned my head into the pillow so he wouldn't hear me.

The door opened again and I got up on one elbow holding the blanket with one arm over my breasts. It was pointless after last night but I was still self-conscious with my body seeing this super soldier in his whole perfection in front of me. And he was perfect in every way possible.

'I am sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up.' This was his morning voice? Holy mother of god. Perfection. I didn't answer because my brain wasn't able to form words at the moment. Like he knew his effect on me a sly smile appeared on his face.

Steve was climbing on the bed and he pulled down the sheets slowly over my naked body. He started to kiss me on the forehead, over my temple to my cheek and my jawline. He was teasing me and placed little kisses on the corner of my mouth. I turned my head to catch his lips with mine. When I spread my legs so he could lie between them I groaned as a slight pain hit between my thighs. Steve looked a little worried because he realized the groan wasn't like the lustful one he expected to hear.

'What is it?' I winced a little when he was moving himself up and pulling me with him. He started to look concerned.

'You left me a little sore from last night. The last time is a little while ago'

He needed a few moments to understand but then a cocky smile appeared on his face. He looked a little too proud of himself and I rolled my eyes.

'How long is a little while exactly?'

I turned my eyes down and grabbed the sheets to pull them over me again. He helped me and laid down next to me while caressing my arm.

'You don't need to tell me. It's none of my business.' Why was this man so respectful? I knew that he wanted to know but he wouldn't urge me to tell him. I went back and forth in my head but I just decided to tell him.

'Over two and a half years.' When I said that out loud I realized how long that was. Steve just looked at me in shock.

'Why so long? You are a gorgeous woman. You could have anyone.' He was really curious but I didn't have a real explanation. The time just flew by and to be honest I didn't really miss it because it was never that good. Last night or better this morning was definitely an exception and the best sex I've ever had. I wouldn't tell him though.

'My last relationship ended shortly before I went to Quantico. After that I focused more on my career. First the academy and then being an agent. Then there was the blip and I turned more and more into a workaholic. I also didn't want to let anybody in or let myself fall for somebody because I was too afraid that I would get hurt. I am not a person for a one night stand or a meaningless affair so I just stopped thinking about Sex at all.' I needed to stop talking before I told him my whole life story. 'When was your last time?'

Why did I ask that? Did I really want to know? After his reaction how long I didn't have sex I assumed that his last time wasn't that long ago. At least Nat wasn't his last then. I still found it awkward that they both... how did Tony call it? Play hide the zucchini? Then I started to think about the possibility that his last time might not be that long ago. What if it was last month when I was in the hospital or when he was in Wakanda? We weren't in a relationship or something but alone thinking about him with another woman hurt me. I already tried to control myself by preparing for the worst.

'A couple of weeks before we met for the second time in Manhattan. I couldn't stop thinking about you after that and I hoped to see you again. It wouldn't be fair for a woman when I was thinking about another one so I stopped seeing any.' I didn't expect that answer and I wasn't able to control my face.