When Eva and Bucky met, sparks flew. Bucky instantly knew Eva was the one he wanted to marry. But, like everyone else in the world, Eva has a secret.
What will happen when she our lives Bucky? Or will she? Will they have a long and happy life? Read...
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We're all at the Whip and Paddle Club. Bucky is to my right, Dum Dum is in front of me, and the rest are around us.
"So let me get this straight. We barely get out of there alive and you want us to go back?" Dum Dum asks.
"Pretty much." I shrug.
"Sounds rather fun, actually." One guy starts speaking French and another answers.
"We're in."
"Hell, I'll always fight. But you gotta do one thing for me." Dugan states.
"What's that?" Just as I ask, Eva sets a tray of beer down.
"That little firecracker comes with us." He points to her. She gives him a confused look then looks at me then Bucky.
"Over my dead body." Bucky says.
"Hell no." I say at the same time.
"What's going on?" She asks. Bucky motions for her to come and she walks to him, sitting on his lap.
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"Look, I saw what she can do. I trust her to keep us alive." Dugan states.
"Someone tell me what's going on." I demand. James grips my thigh tightly.
"They want you to come with us to take down the Hydra bases." He explains.
"I don't mind. I'd actually like to tare him apart." His grip tightens on my thigh so I know he doesn't like my answer.
"No. I'm not putting you in danger." He grits out.
"You do not control me. I will come if I want to." I snap. He should know better than to tell me I can't do something.
"Come with me." He stands me up and leads me outside. "Baby, I know you want to kill him. Hell so do I. But I cannot lose you. If you get hurt, I won't be able to focus. I'm going to be worrying about you 24/7. I know you're invincible but that doesn't mean I'm not going to worry."
"And you don't think I won't? What if you don't come back, James? I don't want to live without you. If you die, I go with you." I tell him.
"No." He shakes his head and cups my face. "You live your life. You have a long life and even if I don't die out there, one day I will. You will move on and be happy." He tells me. I groan and he gives a confused look.
"Don't you get it? I'm not happy when you're not here. I love you, James. You're it. There's no moving on for me." He sighs heavily and kisses me. When we break apart, his thumb dances over my bottom lip. "I won't go. Stark and I will figure out my past. But you have to come back to me. I'm not ready to say goodbye." I tell him.
"I will." He kisses my forehead before we walk back in. The boys are drinking and laughing, which makes me smile.
"Look, boys, I ain't goin. There are some things I need to figure out about my past." I explain.
"What are you, anyways?" Dugan asks.
"No idea. That's what I plan to figure out." He simply nods and sips his beer.
"Come dance with me." James pulls me to the floor and wraps his arms around me. "Did I tell you how beautiful you look?" He asks.
"Mmm nope. I think you forgot." I smile.
"You look absolutely stunning." He kisses me softly. "Wanna get out of here?" He mumbles.
"Fuck yes."
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We walk into his tent and he grabs my face, kissing me hard. Our tongues clash, tasting each other like it's the last thing we'll do. His hands roam my body, gripping my ass, and I thread my fingers through his hair. He nips my bottom lip, pulling it back.
"Strip." He demands. Fuck I've missed dominant James.
I back up, reaching behind me and pulling down the zipper to my dress. As I remove my arms from the sleeves, it falls to the floor. His eyes roam my body, now only covered in a white set. "Keep going." I unclip my bra then drag my underwear down my legs. "Go sit on that couch." I simply nod and do as I'm told. I watch him grab a full length mirror and places it in front of me. "Spread those legs as wide as you can." I bite my lip, hesitant, but do as I'm told. "Already soaking and I've barely touched you..." He moans. "Have you ever touched yourself, baby?" I feel my face get hot as I sheepishly nod. "Yea? Fuck." He adjusts himself but it barely does anything.
"Show me. Watch yourself in the mirror." A small whimper escapes me. I trail my hand down my body, tugging on my nipples and kneeding my boobs. As I get down to my lips, I feel my legs starting to close. "Keep them open." He demands. I run my finger up and down my folds, moaning as I do.
"James." I whine. I need him.
"Keep going. Play with your clit." I barely notice him walk behind me until he grabs my legs to force them open. My thumb rubs my clit and I moan. "What are you thinking about, baby?" His husky voice whispers in my ear. I dip one finger between my folds, my juices continuing to flow down. "You're so wet, fuck." I whimper, thrusting my finger in and out of my hole while my thumb plays with my clit.
"I-I I'm thinking about you." I moan, adding another finger. "Y-your mouth. Your cock." He moans loudly in my ear, sucking on the skin on my neck. My fingers go faster, chasing my orgasm. "I-I I'm close!" I moan out.
"Come for me, baby." I release, moaning loudly. I don't even realize he's in front of me until his head is in between my thighs. His fingers pull apart my lips, his eyes glued to them. My juice is still flowing out of me, drenching the couch. His tongue dips in, going so deep, i nearly scream. He moans loudly, the vibrations going straight through me.
"James!" I gasp as he thrusts his tongue. He sucks on my clit so hard, I see stars as I come again. He pulls back after cleaning me up and looks at me, my juice covering his mouth and chin.
"Your turn. Strip." He smirks and stands, removing his clothing.
