❤️ She's Mine - Bucky

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You gasp when a cold metal hand covers your mouth, the other snaking around your waist and pulling you back into a hard body. His hot breath blows over your neck, you squeeze your eyes shut and try to hold in a shudder.

"Hello, sweet thing" Bucky whispers in your ear.

You whimper when his lips kiss at your neck, his tongue dragging over your pulse. The hand around your waist, moves down your leg, slipping over your thigh and dragging back up. It takes your skirt with it, the cool air circling your legs makes your skin tingle. But the heat from Bucky's hand is enticing, it makes you want him to do things to you. His fingers dip between your thighs and stroke over your panties, his groan is deep and dark when he feels the dampness there. He had barely touched you and yet your pussy was dripping, your walls quivering with the need to be filled.

They're pushed to the side, his thick fingers dipping into your folds, sliding through them to spread your wetness. When his skin is coated, he moves to your clit, swirling it with a delicate touch. You try to cry out through his hand, but he turns your face towards his. His blue eyes spark with warning and lust.

"Ssh, sweet thing. I'll take care of you" he pushes harder at you to prove his point.

His finger moves to your entrance, he dips it in shallowly before plunging in deeply. You gasp behind his hand, and when the palm of his other hand grinds your clit, you bite down hard enough to make him grunt.

"You need to stay quiet. All those people out there will hear you otherwise. And then I'll have to stop. Do you want me to stop sweet thing?" you shake your head and hear him chuckle.

"Look at them sweetheart, look at them all walking around" Your eyes darted over the crowd, people were milling about, talking, drinking and none knew what was happening in the dark corner by the stage.

"They can't see me playing with your sweet pussy. They can't hear the little whimpers and moans you give off" You shudder in his grip, his words are as stimulating as his fingers.

"And they won't hear when I make you cum either when I make you gush over my hand. Do you want that sweet thing? Do you want me to make this pussy throb?" he laughs when you nod again.

"Be a good girl then and let me play" his hand speeds up, his thrusting fingers buried deep to catch the soft nerves inside of you.

When your legs shake and nearly buckle, he squeezes you into his body to keep you up. A heat starts to build, it throbs and pulses, shifting between your clit and internal nerves. A last stroke and you call out his name, his hand clamps down harder over your mouth as you keep saying it over and over again. His fingers now smooth over your folds gently, soothingly as your body quakes in his arms still. His hand disappears, fingers being sucked clean, the wet noise filling your ears.

Your skirt is smoothed down, your face released. Bucky kisses the back of your head and disappears into the dark. Your heart pounds and hands shake, he had made you cum so fast. And just in time for you to address all the people in the hall.

He kept doing this. He full-on admitted that he didn't like you. That he didn't like the job you did. Being Tony's PR assistant was a good gig in your eyes, but he said you were a snake in the grass. There to exploit his friends and family. You were good at it, you didn't let the Avengers do any compromising interviews, or let anyone near them without completely vetting them first. It was your job to make them look good, not that they weren't great to start with because, come on, they're the freaking Avengers. They saved the world. A lot.

But Bucky had taken personal offence to your existence. It didn't stop him touching you or you letting him. It should have, you should have stopped it before it started. But, damn, that man was something. And he was good at the way he touched you. He could turn you into mush with a wink, it was ridiculous really. You were a grown-ass woman, depending on a man who didn't like you, to give you the best orgasms you had ever had. And you hadn't even had sex with him, it had only been his fingers so far.

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