Enemies with Benefits (Bucky x female reader)

Chapter 7#

~Y/N's POV~

He slammed me up against the wall knocking the breath out of my lungs. He pushed his lips against mine, harder. I tried to push him away but he pinned my arms against the wall. He bit my lip and pulled away from my face a little, making me moan. His teeth let go and he smirked. His hands let go of my arms and he literally tore my shirt off of me. 

"What the hell, Barnes." I said. He didn't say anything he just picked me up, making me gasp, and threw me on his bed. He pulled off his shirt and walked over to me, unbuckling his belt. I was trying to catch my breath when he pulled off my shorts really fast, leaving me in my underwear and bra. He pushed off his jeans and got on top of me. His weight on me felt nice. Wait. No, I hate him. He pushed down his boxers and then my underwear. His hands made their way up to my bra. He ended up tearing that off, too. Before I knew it, he was thrusting into me. His movements were pounding instead of the grinding I was used to. I tried to put one of my hands on his shoulder but he pinned that arm above my head. "Jam-," His hand was over my mouth.

"Shut up." He said. I nodded. He moved his hand down to my throat gently, just to pin me down. I moaned at the pleasure so I put my hand on his wrist. He started going faster and harder. I moaned loudly and so did he. I wrapped my legs around his waist. He let go of my arm and moved it down to my waist squeezing it. My hand moved from his wrist to the bed sheets. I gripped them, but I couldn't hold on for long because of how much movement was going on. I felt sweat building up on my chest. Apparently, so did he. His head went down to my chest and he licked it. "Shit." He said as he started going faster. I screamed a little. He let go of my throat and his face was in the crook of my neck and he bit it. I whined. "You don't like that?" He asked. I tried to answer, but couldn't. I actually did like it. I felt myself getting to my climax.

"JAMES, PLEASE!" I screamed. He smirked at me. I couldn't take much more. He started to slow down and he moaned quietly in my ear. He ended up collapsing on top of me and rolling onto the bed. I was breathing really hard trying to catch my breath.

"Fuck." Is all he said. After a few minutes, I got up. My legs felt really weird. "Where are you going?" He asked still on the bed.

"Back to my room." I looked down to see my shirt and bra torn in two pieces. I pulled on my underwear and shorts. 

"Why?" 

"Because I don't need anyone to come looking for you and find me in your room. Or coming to find me and find out I'm not in my room." I picked up his shirt. "I'm taking this because you decided it would be nice to tear someone else's shirt into two." I said putting on.

"Okay." He said. I could hear the satisfactory in his voice when I walked out. When I got to my room I walked into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I saw my lip was swollen a little. I lifted up his shirt to show my hip. It was starting to bruise there, too. 

"Damn it, Barnes." I said to myself.

~Bucky's POV~

When she walked out all I could think about was that I've been waiting to do that to her since I've met her. Her screaming my name was playing over and over in my mind but the knock at the door interrupted it. 

"One second." I called and grabbed the shorts off the ground and put them on. I saw she left her torn shirt and bra in here and I kicked them under the bed. I walked to the door and opened it. It was Steve. "Hey."

"I have a question about Y/N." He said. 

"Why would I have an answer about her?" I asked.

"Well it's more about you." 

"How so?"

"Do you know why she hates you so much? Because this hate relationship is getting really annoying and you've only known each other for three days." I shook my head.

"Why is that your problem? Isn't it ours to deal with?" I asked. He nodded. "So. Bye, Steve." I said and shut the door. I looked at the ground and I saw Y/N's phone on the ground. I grabbed it and went to her room. I knocked on the door. When she opened the door and saw who it was she grabbed me and shut the door. 

"You know you really need to be more cautious about where you put bruises on my body." She said.

"What are you talking about?" I narrowed my eyes. She lifted up the shirt and pulled her shorts down a small amount. "Oh. Damn." 

"Exactly."

"Wait. You said I need to be 'more cautious.' Does that mean this is more than a one time thing?" I asked. 

"No. Get out." She pushed me out the door and shut it. But less than two seconds later the door opened again. "Give me my phone." She demanded. I handed it to her and she shut the door again. I laughed.

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