My Little Dove

Chapter 29

Bucky's POV:

I wake up at around 4 am. I skipped out on training for a day and I had a game today.

I sit up and Dove grabbed my arm. "Stay"

I look over at her and wow.

She had on a blue thong and my shirt. Her boob peeked under the shirt and her curls fell over her eyes. She was laying on her side and looked so damn beautiful.

"Okay" I nod, pulling her into my body

It felt like she put me in a trance. Training wasn't on my mind and neither was that damn game.

Only cuddling with her at this moment had my attention.

She gets on top of me and kisses my neck down to my waist. I felt high which was so weird since I hadn't smoked in years. I felt the warmth cover my dick and I flutter my eyes closed. I felt that even moving would ruin the feeling.

Everything felt muffled and hazy.

She sits back on me and wipes off her mouth.

The second she smiled at me I felt the tears run down my cheeks. I wasn't drunk or high. I wasn't crazy or dreaming either.

I was completely, fully, and wholeheartedly in love. This love was so different. This love hurt like hell.

I get punched in the face nearly every day, but this was some of the most excruciating pain I've ever felt.

I would never have this woman the way I wanted to. She would live her dream in LA and I'll be here. Alone.

I sit up and wrap my arms around her and hide my face in her clothed boobs, crying.

She held my head as I sobbed. Her silence confronted me. I knew she wasn't judging me.

"My baby" She whispers, planting kisses atop my head. "Was the head really that bad?"

I look up at her and she holds onto my face. I looked like a tomato and my eyes were red-shot.

"Do you ever get sad? That at the end of this we won't actually get married?"

Her face softens. She had just realized that I wanted this with her. I wanted to be hers. For real. And Forever.

"I don't think about it"

I sigh and lay my head back on her boobs. "I want you to be happy and go to LA but I wanna be selfish so bad"

She scratches my head as I started to talk to her.

"I don't just love you. I love you. You mean so much to me and I don't want us to be the right person wrong time"

I rest my chin on her breasts and look up at her. The look in her eyes.

"I'm sorry" I sigh

"Don't be" She smiles

I allow my lips to meet hers. They were soft and plump. I tasted the morning on her lips but I didn't care.

"Not now" Dove whispers

I lay back and she gets off of my lap. She caresses my cheek and pecks me with little kisses. "We'll be ok" She whispers

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I wake up for real at 6:30. I felt that wave of embarrassment washing over me.

Her leg was atop mine. Her bare boobs pressed against my back.

I graze my fingers on her thigh. "Angel, we need to go"

"Okay" She mumbles, kissing my back

I sit up and take a shower.