Mrs. Maximoff

Forty-nine

Y/N's POV

For the entire ride home, Wanda kept her gaze on the road, making me question what was going to happen as soon as we went to her house.

She still had that same look of hunger on her face and it didn't seem like it was going away any time soon.

She hadn't spoken a word and yet she still made every muscle in my body tighten up, by just sitting next to me.

Wanda parked in front of her house, slamming the door as she got out and immediately went to open mine and let me out.

She opened the front door waiting for me to come in before closing it, then took a hold of my wrist and brought us face to face.

"You're such a tease, do you know that?" Wanda whispered into my ear, her voice was hoarse and I felt like it had woken up something in me.

"Me? A tease? I am the most innocent soul you will ever meet, please."

"Innocent? I think we have different definitions of that word, don't we Y/N?" Wanda got closer, if it was even possible, and placed her hands against the door so that I couldn't move. "So, let me get this straight...you think that moving your body like that against mine is something that just...happened?"

I hesitated, I knew exactly what I wanted when I started doing that.

"No answer, huh?" She started as she smirked. "I need you to talk if we're going to do this, I need to be sure this is what you want." Her tone got softer, reassuring me I was in good hands.

"I'm sure."

"A hundred percent sure? I'm totally fine with waiting, love."

"I'm a hundred percent sure." I told her. She nodded at me in understanding and leaned in to kiss me.

Her hands moved to my waist and caressed them, the fabric of my dress becoming more annoying each second.

"It wasn't good what you did." Wanda stated, distancing herself from the kiss to take my hand and lead me to her bedroom, as if I didn't know where it was.

I pulled her in again and she closed the door behind us, her arms found their way around my hips, just this time her grip was tighter.

We both walked slowly to the bed, distancing ourselves only when we needed to breathe.

I felt Wanda's hands move higher, reaching the zip of my dress which she took in her fingers.

"Can I?" She asked, our foreheads touching.

"Yes, you can."

Wanda unzipped my dress and let it fall to the ground, leaving me with just my underwear in front of her.

"You're beautiful, Y/N." Her kisses got lower and faster. She moved from my jawline to my neck, tasting every inch of my skin.

My body twitched as soon as started getting closer to my breasts, swirling her tongue around on my nipples as she softly pinched the other with her fingers.

"Wanda..." I let out a desperate moan, making her know how much I needed her.

I got confused at how she stopped as soon as I called her name.

"Oh dear, that's not how you're going to call me now." Her words left me even more frustrated than I already was because of how suddenly she stopped. "It's Mrs. Maximoff." She grinned and resumed her actions.

She switched breasts, giving them both the same attention, but I needed more.

"Please..."

"So needy. What do you want, Y/N?" She teased me, starting to take her jacket off.