Hard to Love (Bucky Barnes fanfic)

Chapter 53

(Continuation from previous chapter)

I squeal with laughter as Bucky picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder and carrying me out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. He lands a swift smack to my butt on the way there before tossing me onto the middle of our bed. Still bubbling with giggles and excitement, I watch Bucky reach behind his head with one hand and pull his shirt off in one smooth motion. Then he strips of his bottoms, never breaking eye contact with me while he does

Bucky crawls up the bed with hungry lustrous eyes, placing hot kisses along random spots of my body until he reached my breasts. Nipping and sucking at one of the peachy mounds, making sure to leave deep purple marks behind before moving to a new spot. Giving each breast equal attention, my breathy words of encouragement coaxing him to continue. My body jolting and breath hitching each time he harshly flicked his tongue over my pebbled buds, the stimulation fluttering straight to my core

As he lay between my legs, I hook one of mine around his calf while the other hooked onto his butt, pulling him closer. Bucky chuckles against my wet with saliva breasts, the puff of air chilling me, before lifting his head to hover above my own. Gazing at me with a questioning and amused smile

"Care to tell me what's gotten into you?" He asks, his eyes darting to look in both of mine

I shrug, snaking my arms loosely around his neck and combing one hand through his rich locks. "Am I not allowed to make love with the man I love?" Lightly giggle out my words. Bucky breathes out another short chuckle with a soft shake of his head

"Oh you are. Just never have this early in the evening. And definitely haven't seduced me like that." He motions towards the bathroom with a tilt of his head, tone deepening towards the end of his statement

"Are you complaining?" I raise a playful brow

Buckys face softens, a loving smile spreading across his features as he whispers, "absolutely not."

He dips his head towards mine, closing the space between us with a delicate kiss. Bucky moved one of his hands he was using to support himself up and cups my cheek, cradling my face as he poured all the love and passion he could into the sweet kiss. I do the same, hoping he feels my unspoken emotions as our lips move together. After a long time, I had to force myself to pull away, gasping for air which Bucky found amusing

"There's the sweetness." I bubble out, twirling a bundle of Buckys hair around my finger before giving it a small tug. "How about the rest?" A playful smirk curls the corner of my lips

Buckys features darken, a mischievous gleam in his eyes sends a shiver up my spine. He pushes himself up and off of me, leaving me exposed and cold as he glances around the room. The gears in his head slowly turning as I watch him think, his gaze landing on the rafter beams above us. I watch him curiously, wondering what Buckys got brewing in that head of his

He finally looks back down at me, seeming to map out his plan. "How much do you trust me?" His question throws me off guard but peaks my interest in what his idea is that he felt the need to ask me such a thing

"With my life. Why?" I respond sitting up. Bucky glances between me and the beams a few feet above him

"Can I tie you to the ceiling?"

Initially I was shocked by his request, my mind flooding with images of my arms tied above me while I hung in the air, Bucky plowing into me. The scenarios and idea makes my pussy throb and without a second thought, I smile and nod