Chapter 8: His Beach Bunny

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The next morning they had breakfast and all took some tylenol to cure their hangover. Bucky was upstairs in his room going through his tote and found his digital camera.

Around noon they headed down to the beach. He found her walking up the beach in a different bikini then the day before. He wrapped his arm around her waist.

"Hey gorgeous.." he whispered.

"Hey.." she said

"Come on.." he said as he pulled her to be alone with her. He laid her down on the towel he had. He smiled as he kissed her. He pulled out his camera started to take selfies.

He got a few of her not paying attention. "My beach bunny..so gorgeous.." he whispered as they started to make out.

"Mmm lets go to bed ..I need more of you." He said

They went to her beach house since it was closer. They were kissing as he slammed into her making her headboard hit the wall.

"Fuckk" he whisperered as he filled his condom after twenty minutes of banging her.

She rolled over and lit up a cigarette he stole one. They went back to the beach where he took more pictures of her from a far.

That night she wore a maxi skirt with a slit and a blue bandeau top. She walked in and Bucky bit his lip. "Damn babydoll you are looking hella sexy." He said as they started to dance.

They took more selfies with their phones and his camera. He took her back in the bathroom and bent her over. He had a condom in his pocket he was squeezing hard on her breasts. "Ahh god fuckk me oh god..this pussy of yours.." he whispered as he filled his condom.

They went back out and got more drinks and danced till around 2 in the morning. He took her back to his beach house where they had two more rounds. He left bite marks everywhere as he fucked her.

She snuck out before he got up. He smiled "you didnt have to leave.." he thought to himself.

For the rest of that week they continued to sleep together. They had so much sex that he used up that whole box that Natasha bought for him. He had to buy another box at the store.

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