𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 || 𝐁. 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐒 ||

06

[18+ chapter besties. ]

"What game are you suggesting?" You ask as Bucky gets a little closer to you.

"Let's see how long we can continue doing this without catching feelings for each other."

"Doing wh–"

You get cut off when Bucky slams his lips onto yours, holding your jaw in his hands as he takes complete control of your mouth. You were into guys that had that dominating presence in the bedroom, so you had no problem with Bucky holding you like this.

"I bet I can go on longer than you." You say as you pull away from Bucky's lips, and he smirks at you.

"We'll see about that." He says, his voice husky. "I gotta warn you, though. I play rough."

"I'd be disappointed if you didn't."

Without another word, Bucky basically tears your bra in half, startling you. He stares at your boobs with lust in his eyes, licking his lips before latching onto one of your nipples and playing with the other with his metal arm.

Soft moans came out of your mouth as Bucky swirls his tongue around them, making them peak with the moisture. He lays you down on the couch and spreads both your legs apart. Before he does anything though, he gives you a serious look.

"Are you sure?" He asks.

Well.

There's no denying that your sexual chemistry was off the charts, you've wanted him to fuck you since the day you met. However, you've just gotten out of a relationship with an abusive guy. Why would an assassin with a metal arm be any better? It is just sex, after all. No strings attached, just...sex.

"Yeah." You nod.

At your permission, he tears your underwear off of you, and pushes your legs all the way back so that your knees are in line with your ears.

"Hold 'em there." Bucky orders and you comply, placing both your hands on your inner thigh, holding them up while Bucky strokes himself.

Just watching him made you horny. You didn't even know how that monster of a dick was going to fit inside of you, but you choose not to think about it too much. After a while of stroking, Bucky gets himself hard enough to line his dick up with your entrance, teasing it slightly.

"Don't be a tease." You warn, moving your head up slightly.

"Just for that, I will." He gives you a mischievous grin.

Oh God, what's he going to do?

Bucky moves his dick from your entrance to your clit, and you almost fly off of the couch at the contact. It's all so sudden that you let out a quiet moan, making him smile even more. Bucky then slides his dick in-between your soaked folds, rubbing against your clit repetitively. You struggle to keep in your sounds of pleasure while Bucky leans over and plants kisses all over your neck, sucking hard on the skin there to make bruises for you to find in the morning.

The pleasure gets to Bucky as well and he starts making a few sounds of his own despite how hard he tries to hold them back. The friction gets a little too much and you're just about to go over the edge when Bucky removes himself from you.

"What happened?" You ask, panting.

"Nothing." He smirks at you dangerously and you can feel your high wearing off.

Asshole. He thinks this is soo funny.

As you reach out to finish the job yourself, he grips your wrist and puts them back on your legs.