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He knelt between her spread legs, crouched over her body. His broad shoulders blocked out whatever was left of the evening light. His fist was braced on the mattress next to her head, leading up to the tense muscles of his arm and shoulder. The other hand was still locked around her wrist, holding it between them. He brought his face closer to hers until she would see the tension in his features.
"You really should have quit while you were ahead, Agent," His growled, voice dark and rough from the pent up energy. Her stomach flipped at the promise in his tone, sending another burst of wetness into her underwear.
As she shut her eyes in anticipation, the last thing she saw was a half-smile creeping across his lips as he sat back on his sat on his haunches and let his gaze run down her splayed body.
Steve brought her hand to his lips and sucked her clean, tongue swirling around and between her fingers, leaving her more aroused and watching his lips with half-closed eyes. He released her and sat back on his haunches, reaching back to the nape of his neck to grab his shirt and tug it over his head. It didn't matter how many times Anita saw him do it- it was still the hottest thing in the world. As he balled up his shirt and tossed it aside, she was struck by how good he looked, shocked that someone this perfect could even exist. Every inch of him was golden skin and rock-hard muscle. Any woman would be overjoyed to have Captain America at her beck and call, but somehow Anita was the one who actually did. It was surreal. Steve grinned at her and took in his view of her. Anita's legs were open- draped wide over his knees- he could smell her arousal- knew she was ready for him. Her chest was flushed and pink, heaving as she gasped for breath. Her neck showed the initial signs of beard burn- he loved marking her. Knew she loved it too. Her swollen lips, bright eyes and tousled dark hair completed the picture. She looked absolutely magnificent.
Steve crawled up her body, heavy muscles flexing as he leaned forward to grasp her jaw between long fingers. He squeexed, hard enough to force her mouth open but not enough to bruise her- and kissed her. No, she couldn't call it a kiss- he consumed her. Tongue thrusting against hers, fighting and winning the battle. Yes. This was the Steve she wanted, the one who took what he wanted from her and didn't hold back. The one who could make her cum so many times that she begged for him to please, please stop. He kissed his way down her throat- sucking and biting the flushed skin until he reached her pulse. He spent longer there, grazing the pounding artery with his teeth, eliciting a moan from Anita. She arched her back, presenting her breasts to him, desperately hoping he would take the silent cue- but he ignored it and continued downward, laving wet kisses down her belly and sucking skin of her hips. Her hands came down to burrow into his hair, holding his face to her. She was sure he was marking her, leaving bruises in the shape of his lips and teeth.
Ducking his head, he lowered himself further down his body, hands coming up to push her thighs further apart. She could feel his hot breath between her legs, warming her center and leaving her tingling. Without warning, he closed his lips over her lace panties, soaking the material with his tongue and sucking until he could taste her. She jolted at the sudden pleasure but his arm wrapped across her belly, holding her to the mattress. Steve turned his head and kissed her thigh, smiling against her skin at Anita's disappointed gasp. She rolled her hips, hoping to get his attention and was dismayed to hear his chuckle against her leg. He was teasing her. She smirked and ran her fingernails through his hair, gently tugging- he loved when she did that. And it worked this time too- he hurriedly sat back and dragged the lace down her thighs, abandoning it around her ankle. The he went in.
He dropped to his elbows and threw her thighs over his shoulders, taking in the view. She was everything- soft and wet, pink, glistening in the near-darkness. He banded one arm around her hips and licked her, long and torturously slow- savoring her drawn out moan. She propped herself up on her elbows and watched him through half-closed eyes. His eyes met hers just as his lips closed around her clit, applying just enough suction to driver her insane. She moaned and fell back to the bed, grinding her head into the sheets. He pulled away again and resumed his slow, wet licks- tongue sliding through her folds, flicking gently and hitting her in all the right places.
"Oh!" Anita's fingers clenched in his hair as her thighs jerked, clamping around his ears when his rough stubble grazed against her folds.
Steve pulled back, loosening her legs around his shoulders and nipped at her thighs in warning. "Keep 'em open, Annie," He ordered in his best Captain voice before he dove back in.
This time, he was even more insistent- sucking her folds between his lips and running his tongue across the silky-smooth flesh. Anita unconsciously rolled her hips against his face, writhing, looking for more. Finaly, Steve flattened his tongue against her clit with just enough pressure and let her take what she needed. Her mind went completely blank at the hot rush of pleasure as she bucked againse his lips, riding him, desperately trying to find her peak. At her frustrated moan, he reached up to rough squeeze her breast with one hand and guided her hip with the other. Both her hands were fisted in his hair, pulling him closer. She groaned and arched her back, grinding against his mouth furiously.
"Right there!" Anita gasped as she reached her peak, "I'm almost there- I'm so clos-"
As soon as the words left her lips, Steve pulled his tongue away cruelly, watching as she collapsed back to the bed with a broken cry.
"Regret it yet?" His voice was rough, clearly not unaffected by the erotic display she'd just put on. She didn't react at all, still lost in a haze of disappointment. He repeated himself, "Do you regret teasing me?" He nipped at her hip, garnering her attention as he raised a wicked eyebrow.
Anita pushed herself to her elbows and looked at him with narrowed eyes, "Absolutely not." She wasn't about to give in to him- that would ruin the fun.
"That's a shame-" Steve began placing random kisses across her belly, "If you did-" another kiss, "regret it-" another one, lower this time. "I would have let you cum."
"You're going to let me cum, anyway." She called him on his bluff, knowing he took almost as much pleasure from watching her cum as she took from experiencing it. Steve wasn't a man who did things by half-measures. She knew that before the night was up, she'd be weak from pleasure. It was just a matter of how long the night would be- one hour? A few hours? Or would he keep fucking and teasing her until the sun rose? He was, after all, a super-soldier with breathtaking stamina.
Steve grinned up at her and slid back down, his words slightly muffled by her thighs, "You sure about that?"
She leaned her head back and waited- whole body tingling when she felt his warm breath just inches from where she needed it most. She had been expecting a teasing lick or a light caress, and absolutely screamed when he decisively latched onto her clit. Her hands scrabbled at his arms where they tightly gripping her waist. He didn't let up one bit. He sucked harder, stroking her with the rough part of his tongue as his shoulders forced her thighs even further apart. She was helpless to stop his assault. Her thighs were splayed wide, held down by his heavy upper body, his arms around her waist prevented her from backing away and his face was pressed to her, refusing to pull back even one inch.
She distantly heard herself screaming, moaning disjointed words- but her mind was too far gone for her to actually understand what she was saying. She was so close, she just needed a little more- Steve gently scraped his teeth against her clit and sent her over the edge. She arched her back off the bed in a silent scream as he continued tonguing her. If he'd been a normal man, her fingernails would have broken through the skin of his arms and left deep scratches. But luckily, the only damage was a few pinkish lines where she gripped him. She was still trembling with aftershocks from her mindblowing orgasm when he pulled back and let her suck in a deep breath.
But he wasn't done. As soon as she'd begun to recover, he dove back in, caressing her ridiculously sensitive center with his tongue. He studioudly avoided her clit, knowing that the lightest brush would set her off again- he had other plans. Plans that involved a lot of begging on her part.
She felt him smile against her and groaned, knowing he wasn't even close to being done with her. Steve released her hips and stroked his palms over her thighs, gently massaging the stiff muscles. Trying to get her completely soft and languid and relaxed for him. He slid his tongue along her folds, tasting her, completely intoxicated by her scent. His tongue shallowly dipped into her, then pulled out. He did that a few more times, going a little deeper each time- savoring her soft gasps every time he did.
"Oh my god," she mumbled as he circled her tongue around her entrance. He was building her up slowly.
She writhed under the continued stimulation, twisting her hips, seeking for his tongue where she needed it most. But he just let out a soft huff of laughter and he wrapped one arm around her hips, holding her still so he could continue his little game. He buried his face between her legs and nuzzled her thighs, scraping the soft skin with his beard, forcing choked laughter from her lips.
"Come on, Annie- " He taunted as he swirled his tongue around her clit- avoiding contact, "be a good girl for me."
She gasped nonsensically, "I need it-" She could feel tears of frustration building in her eyes, "please, please! I need-"
She reached behind her head and grabbed a pillow, pulling it down to cover her face, muffling her gasps and sobs for more. She had some pride, after all- even if it was Captain America between her thighs.
Steve laughed at her attempt and reached up to drag the pillow away, throwing it to the floor. "Uh-uh. I want to hear you." He released his grip on her leg and slid two fingers between her legs, stroking through the slippery mess as her entrance. He kissed her thigh and looked up at her with affectionate eyes. She tried in vain to get closer to his fingers, shifting her hips until she almost had it- but he slid his fingers down at the last second. The both knew he wouldn't give them to her until he heard what he wanted her to say.
"Tell me what you want," He whisperd against her thigh, running his teeth against the skin and biting down to punish her when she bit her lip to hold the words in.
She shoved herself clumsily to her elbows, and glared at him- eyes flashing with frustration and arousal. She reached down grasped a fistful of his hair, sliding her nails against his scalp, "Your fingers. I want your fingers in me," she demanded- still refusing to beg for him. "And after that, I want you to- FUCK" she threw herself back to the mattress as he thrust both fingers in, obeying her command.
His worked his fingers in and out relentlessly, curling them just right to hit that spot inside her. As she moaned spread her legs wider, welcoming his attack, Steve brought his tongue down on her clit, stroking at the sensitive tissue, back and forth; up and down. His fingers picked up speed, plunging in and out of her until she was dripping down his wrist.
"Yes, yes, YES!" Anita's fingers dug into his scalp as her entire body tensed. "Just- a little bit-" Her broken, sobs filled Steve's ears and he fluttered his tongue against her clit. "FUCK- Steve!" She came with a strangled scream. Her back bowed as she came on Steve's hand, elbows holding her up so he could watch the glorious expression on her face. Her muscles tightened around his fingers and her thighs shook. She desperately tried to back away from his probing tongue to catch her breath.
As she fell back against the mattress, Steve felt her body trembling from her orgasm. Her chest heaved as she gasped for air with Steve's tongue still working her clit. She slid one hand to the top of his head, pushing at him as she tried to squirm away. He finally released her and pulled away, sucking and licking at her damp thighs to taste her. She felt boneless, unable to move anymore as he sat back on his knees grinning. He dragged the back of his hand across his mouth, wiping away her juices and gazed at her- God, she was perfect. Her eyes had slid shut as she breathed hard, one hand covering her center and the other hugging her waist. He was still aware of how painfully hard his cock was but enjoyed the view for a few moments. Reaching into his sweats, he wrapped his fist around his cock and slowly jerked it. He could cum right now, just watching her. She opened her eyed and looked at him with bright eyes as her tongue darted out to moisten her lips.
Pushing herself back to her elbows and still breathing heavily, as if she'd run a marathon, Anita crooked a finger at him. He shoved his pants down past his hips and crawled toward her as he kicked them off his legs, abandoning them at the foot of the bed. He looked at her with a predatory gaze, settling his hips between her thighs. Groaning at the contact, the feeling of her damp, wet center against his iron-hard cock, he ground himself against her. As he leaned down to kiss her, Anita hooked one ankle around the back of his knee and shoved off the bed with the other foot, rolling them over, unexpectedly. Obviously he could have stopped her, or rolled them over again, but he let her take over. She sat up, straddling his hips and slowly ground against his arousal with a wicked grin. Fuck, it felt amazing. She was so hot and slick and he was so, so ready.
"So, Captain," She leaned closer, letting the tips of her breasts brush against his chest and spoke- her lips inches from his. "You gonna fuck me?"
Hello All,
Lots of news below for you lovely people!
1. This will definitely have at least 1 more chapter- maybe more. I have no plans to turn it into a story but if something hits me, I'd be willing to play around. So if anyone wants to see a full length fic, send me ideas! I'm going to post Ch 3 by the end of the week.
2. Started a few Bucky Barnes/OC stories if anyone's interested!
3. Also, I just put out another SR/OC story called Sing For Absolution- I promise it'll be good!
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