Fragile - A Bucky Barnes Story

Burgers

And he was in my kitchen with pots and pans scattered around. Delightfully pleasant smells filtering through the air.

"Dear God, please tell me that's what I think it is," my stomach growled right on cue as I shut the door and fast walked to the pans on the stove and plates on the counter. All the fixings for Bucky's gourmet burgers. My mouth watered at the sight.

"I figured you'd be hungry after a two hour meeting," Bucky's voice reverberated the quiet room as his hands slid around my waist and pulled me back against his chest.

"I swear it's like you are the mind reader, I've been craving these," I giggled as I turned in his arms and pressed my lips against his.

"I do have my special talents but mind reading, unfortunately isn't one of them," he chuckled as he pecked my lips again. "But hearing you say you wanted burgers for the last three nights, I just guessed."

"You are a man of many, many talents," I praised as I wrapped my arms around his neck. He swayed me side to side as a smile graced his face.

"Oh please, continue," he wiggled his left eyebrow.

"I've never seen a man make a souffle before, that was talent," I pulled away from him and turned to grab a plate from the cabinet above the coffee pot.

"Anything else?" he hummed, stepping up behind me to reach around and grab the plate from my hands. I turned as he locked me in, his arms on either side of me on the counter top.

"Hm," I pursed my lips and looked off thoughtfully. "Oh, you are a beast at poker."

"And?" he tilted his head, studying me.

"Any movie you watch, you can memorize the lines!" I smiled happily at him, while he just frowned, unimpressed. I giggled and leaned up to peck his lips. "You also have the biggest dick I've ever seen, can work it better than anyone I know of, you make me cum like it's your mission in life, you constantly surprise me with the dirtiness of your mind and it turns me on like I've never been turned on before. Not to mention, you're really funny and make the best burgers."

A broad, proud smile graced his face and his chest puffed out in pride. "Had to mention the burgers."

"Why do you think I got here so fast," I joked, swatting at his chest. A sinister look appeared on his face and my head tilted in confusion.

"That reminds me, I hope you brought your costco card," he said with a straight face, my eyebrows knitted together until he finished. "Because you're about to get dick in bulk."

I laughed way too hard at his movie quote, but it turned into a squeak when he suddenly lifted me up and threw me over his shoulder. "James Barnes!"

"Lucille Edge," he retorted. He threw me down on the couch in the living room and bent over me, one leg between mine.

"But the burgers," I whined, looking over at the kitchen with longing eyes.

"I'll be quick," he promised with a quick peck to my lips. He pulled back, smiled cheekily and then manhandled me into the glorious position of being bent over the couch, ass up. He pushed the long skirt above my hips, let out a low whistle and smacked my ass.

Instantly I grew wet, feeling him use me in such a way yet still being gentle enough not to intentionally harm me, sent my hormones into hyperdrive. I felt him slick his dick before he pushed in to the hilt. I let out a lengthy moan, feeling him stretch my walls to fit him snuggly.

"So fucking tight," he grunted, hesitating until I was pushing back against him to move. He gripped my hips tighter and began a brutal rhythm that had me screaming in pleasure.

The tidal wave of pleasure washed over me and seconds later he came deep in me, he kissed the back of my head and pulled himself out and tucked himself back in his pants before he helped me back up to my feet.

"That was quick but effective," I murmured as I straightened my skirt.

"Didn't want you getting hangry," Bucky flashed me a cheeky grin as he grasped my hand in his and pulled me over to the bar, letting me sit on the stool before he walked around and started making our plates.