Boy's Night - Getting It On Pt.2

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He gives my hand another squeeze, looks me in the eyes. Then slowly removes himself most of the way. I gasp/hiss as he does this, "I'm so sorry baby" I'm unable to pronounce words anymore. The connection between my brain and my mouth has blown a fuse and is no longer in contact. He pushes himself back in and my screams are absolutely pornographic. However loud Tony's music is my scream will be over powering it. So all the men will be hearing it. Bucky's action repeat and gradually get faster and faster as he rocks my body into the bed. His moans and groans are like a symphony to me. Most men don't voice their pleasure but Bucky does, which makes me feel special and shows me I'm doing something right.

My hips move in sync with his for a while when I feel my orgasm creeping up on me. I hold it off for a little while longer until Bucky says 'You can cum princess" I shake my head knowing he isn't ready. He brings me closer to the edge each second. My noises stop as I hold my breath and try to tell my release to FUCK OFF for the time being. and then he had to do it. He knew exactly what I was doing, how could he not I was clenching around him so hard. So his hand makes it's way to my clit and starts rubbing it rapidly and I lose everything I was fighting to keep inside. I start fisting the sheets screaming his name with tears in my eyes. If anyone thought my screams were bad before, I wouldn't be surprised if someone thought I was being tortured. My orgasm then hit like a ton of bricks. My mouth started silently screaming my head forced further back into the pillow my back arched and then I squeezed him. I held on to him like he was the only thing keeping me on this earth.

His thrusts become irregular. I could tell he was close. He always kisses me somewhere when he's about to cum, this time it was my hand. I'm laying there shaking when I feel his cum inside me. His thick warm load filling me up. Our mess is a pool between our legs. I use the little energy I have to raise my lips up to his and kiss him. I go to let go and lay back down but his soft swollen lips follow mine and start kissing me slowly and passionately. It's sweet and full of meaning.

Boys night - Bucky BarnesWhere stories live. Discover now