Troubled Mind | Bucky Barnes

BONUS (Part 9.5?)

A/N - A little over a year ago, after publishing this story, I decided to go back and add in the missing details at the end of Part 9. Leaving you all with a fade to black scene wasn't kind, but I wasn't ready to write it yet (My first spicy scenes ever!) But now, I've written the chapter you've all wanted AND it's told more from Bucky's point of view. If you don't want to read the very explicit details, then feel free to skip, as it changes nothing about the story. As always, thank you to everyone for your comments and love. <3

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"You can nap later," she said with a smile, undoing her robe and sitting on his lap. She put her fingers on either side of his temple gently massaging the sides of his head and his eyes closed as his tilted back, enjoying the sensation. "I like your short hair," she said. "Don't get me wrong, the long hair was hot too." She kissed him, moving her lips down his neck, stopping to feel the scarred skin where his shoulder met metal, giving him gentle kisses there.

He looked at her with a small smile. No one had been this gentle with him in decades. He found that he liked seeing her like this. Her eagerness and the look she gave him, coupled with the way she was sitting on his lap was driving him wild. He took the edges of the fluffy robe in his fingertips and parted them, reaching under to find her waist. "How much later?" he asked teasingly.

"MUCH later," she emphasized.

Alexi let out a laugh when Bucky rolled her onto her back and pinned her arms above her head against the mattress. He looked down at her beautiful, glowing face as she laughed and watched as the passion in her eyes grew and waited for him to take the lead. She was always in control but now, in this moment, she would relinquish some of it to him.

"You're going to regret saying that." His smile was dark and mischievous.

"Why's that Barnes?" She challenged back. She was still being defiant, even in this exposed position and Bucky couldn't help but admire her. He gave her a serious look and shook his head slowly, at her words.

"You call me Bucky from now on. It's because you'll be begging me to let you rest. That was just a warm up in the tub. I told you once I start, I won't stop. I want to hear you scream my name."

Alexi let out a shaky breath, licking her bottom lip, desire glowing in her eyes.

God, she's beautiful, he thought. He was on his knees and she lifted her legs to wrap around his torso as her robe slid open further, exposing her chest. Bucky bent his head and ran his lips down her neck, finding the spot once again that made her gasp and shudder. The scent of lavender from the bath filled his nose and he inhaled it, mixing with the scent he had come to learn was hers, the earthy lemon he smelled on her when they danced. The same scent he hadn't been able to get out of his mind since that night. He worked down her neck, along her collar bone and when his tongue found the peak of one of her breast, she pushed her head back to lift her chest to him.

He brought his hand to one breast and gently played with her nipple, as he kissed and sucked on the other. When he was satisfied, he switched sides. Her hands worked their way into his hair and began pulling him up to her face. She desperately wanted to kiss him again. To feel his lips on hers and that pull of their bodies. Their first kisses were frantic and desperate but now they sunk into a satisfying rhythm that she needed more of, and he was all too happy to oblige. Her tongue found his and explored his mouth in a growing desperation for more. When he pulled away from her lips, he heard her quiet protest but only gave her a sly grin.

"You really are delicious," she teased him, recalling the words he had overheard her say.

Bucky laughed, thinking back to their dance on the balcony. "Glad I'm living up to it. My turn to find out just how delicious you are."