Her Soldier

Twenty-Two

As he drops his underwear, his cock stands straight, precum dripping from the tip. He walks closer to me, his cock right in front of me. I reach out and lick the head, a deep moan running through him. "You want to fuck my face, baby?" I ask as I work him with my hand.

"Oh my god please." He begs.

"Go on." His hand drips my hair and shoves his cock in my mouth. He keeps moving my head against him. I suck and lick, hollowing out my cheeks.

"Oh- that's it. Fuck you look so hot sucking my cock." I gag as he hits the back of my throat. "Can I come in that pretty mouth?" I nod then reach down to grip his balls. He moans loudly and releases. I swallow it all and he pulls out, still semi hard.

"Get up." I do as I'm told, his hand still buried in my hair. He sears our lips together, forcing his tongue in my mouth. He pulls back away all too soon, making me whine. "Bend over the couch." I do as he says, bending over the side of the couch. He moves the mirror so I can see everything he does to me. "Want you to watch as I fuck you." I whimper then moan loudly as he spanks me. "Keep your legs open." I open them more and feel his tip glide up and down my slit, then swirling around my clit.

I go to scream as he slams inside of me but no sound comes out. "Look at yourself. Watch me fuck you." I move my head and watch as his cock thrusts into my cunt.

"James!" I moan loudly. Every thrust is hard and deep. He hits my g-spot every time. His hands grip my waist, forcing my hips to move back as he thrusts forward. I can barely form a coherent sound, grunts and whines are the only sounds coming from my mouth.

"Fuck I've missed this tight cunt. So fucking tight." He groans with each thrust. "Are you watching yourself? Your juices are covering me." He thrusts harder and deeper, the squelching and slapping for skin getting louder. He suddenly stops and I whine, grinding my hips to get some friction. He wraps his arms around me and moves to sit on the couch. I let out a moan as he does, as it sends a delicious sensation through me. "Eyes on me." I look up, meeting his blues through the mirror.

He grips my legs and spreads them with his so I can't move them. Then he picks me up and slams me back down. I place my hands on his thighs, helping him bounce me on his dick. "Fuck that's hot." I watch his dick disappear in my cunt, each time getting drenched by my juices. "I'm close." He moans.

"Me too." Our pace quickens, his thumb rubbing my clit. I explode around him, watching myself coat his dick and thighs.

"Fuck you're so hot when you squirt." His thrust get sloppy, prolonging my orgasm. He soon releases and I fall back against him. He kisses my skin as his hands run over my thighs. "You made a mess, my love." He chuckles. My legs are still shaking as I come down. Fuck that felt like the longest orgasm ever. "You ok?"

"Mhm."

"Let's get you cleaned up." I look in the mirror, watching our combined juices flow out of me. It makes my body heat up. He removes me and gently lays me down.

"Use your tongue." I say.

"To clean you?" I nod and he smiles, dipping his head down and running his tongue along my slit. I thread my fingers through his hair, watching him as he cleans me. He sucks gently on my clit before hovering over me. "So sweet." His lips find mine, kissing me. Our tongues tangle and I moan as I taste our combined juices. My hand sneaks down and I grab him, pumping. James chuckles and breaks our kiss. "Again?" He asks.

"I need you, Jamie." His eyes dilate as I beg.

"You have me, baby girl." He lays me on the couch, easing in me. We both moan and he slowly starts thrusting. This time is different. It's deeper, slower... filled with love.

"James-" I gasp as he hits a deep spot. "Fuck me. Please." I beg.

"Yes mam." He pulls out, then slams back in me. I gasp loudly. "Like this?" He asks.

"Y-yes! Oh my god!" He brings my legs up over his shoulders, hitting me in a new angle. It's not long before I'm coming again. And again. He finally releases, collapsing on me.

"I've missed that." He admits.

"Me too." He moves some hair from my face then kisses my nose. He slowly pulls out of me and picks me up, taking me into the bathroom to clean us.

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I'm sitting in Howard's office, watching him do something. James had to go to debrief so I came in here. "Captain!" I suddenly hear Peggy yell. Ooh, he did something. "We're ready for you. If you're not otherwise occupied." Uh oh. I hear him mumbling as they walk down the halls.

"Fondue is just cheese and bread, my friend." Stark comments.

"Really? I didn't think..."

"Because you never do." I roll my eyes.

"The moment you think you know what's going on in a woman's head is the moment your goose is well and truly cooked. Me, I concentrate on work, which at the moment is about making sure you and your men do not get killed." He points to the new uniform. "Carbon polymer. Should withstand your average German bayonet. Although hydra isn't going to attack you with a pocket knife." That is true. They'll hit you with those new machines.

"I hear you're kind of attached?" He points to some shield designs, all of which I hate. They're tacky and bulky. I tried to tell him that but he didn't listen.

"Comes in handy more than you think."

"I took the liberty of coming up with some options. This one's fun. She's been fitted with electrical relays that allow you to..."

"What about this one?" He picks up the frisbee. "No, no, that's just a prototype."

"What's it made of?" Steve asks.

"Vibranium. Stronger than steel and a third of the weight. It's completely vibration absorbent."

"How come it's not standard issue?" He asks.

"That's the rarest metal on Earth. What you're holding there, that's all we've got." Stark states. Peggy comes walking back in the room, still looking pissed off.

"You quite finished, Mr. Stark? I'm sure the Captain has some unfinished business." Steve holds up the shield to her.

"What do you think?" She picks up the gun next to her and fires three shots. Everyone ducks, except me.

"Yes, I think it works." She sets the gun down and walks out of the room. I start laughing so hard my stomach hurts.

"What just happened?" Steve asks.

"You pissed her off, idiot. Fix it." I smack his head as I walk passed him. He'll never learn.