Dangerous Game

CHAPTER 4

WARNING!

This chapter contains
- explicit sex scenes
If you are sensitive to those topic please don't read.

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Amaya POV

"Night Barnes"
"Goodnight to you too"
He replied without even turning around.
I try to clear my mind of the disturbing thought of Bucky to focus on the wonderful guy in front of me.
As soon as the door closes behind us, Lucas's lips are immediately on mine.
He kisses me once.
And yet another.
I part my lips to allow his tongue to enter.
Our mouths glued together, the tongues caressing each other sensually.
Lucas's hands are on my hips, slowly moving on my back just touching the curve of my butt.
Instead, I am pulling his hair from the base of his neck, locks of blonde hair like gold closed in my fists.
We detach ourselves for a few seconds and our eyes open.
His blue irises stare at me with passion and desire.
I feel dizzy.
I blink and for a moment in front of my eyes there are another pair of blue eyes, they are more intense and full of an almost primordial passion.
I shake my head.
"Are you ok Amaya?" Lucas whispers softly in the hollow of my neck between kisses.
Where his mouth passes my skin fills with chills.
"Mmh mmh" I answer, nodding slightly.
I feel his hand on my thigh inviting me to gird his side.
And I do.
His hand grips my hot flesh and I groan.
Encouraged by my panting with the other hand he wraps the other thigh and then pulls it up.
Now I find myself with my legs wrapped around his waist and his hands greedily gripping my butt.
I force myself not to think of anything else except his hands on my body.
To his mouth moving down my collarbone and then kissing me right between my breasts.
"Where is the bed?" he asks me.
His voice is hoarse and deep, burning with desire.
"The door to the bottom" the last word dies in my throat because his mouth is on mine again and with his tongue claims possession.
Holding me close to him he takes me to the foot of the bed and then he lays me down there slowly, never taking his lips from mine.
When my back touches the mattress I open my eyes, he is watching me.
It's as if he venerates me with his gaze.
I have been waiting for this moment for a long time, since we met I have realized that maybe between us it could work.
He is a sweet, kind and caring man.And as if all this were not enough it is also beautiful.
Much taller than me, with his broad shoulders he makes me feel protected.
Tonight as soon as I saw him I couldn't help but kiss him.
Now he is here towering over my body and I feel totally out of place.
Why do I have to be like this?
He keeps looking at me like I'm the beautiful thing in the world and I can't help but think about how Bucky looked at me tonight when I arrived with Sam and Nat.
Lucas strokes my cheek while the other hand is next to my head to support his weight.
With one knee he makes space between my thighs, my dress rises dramatically.
His gaze wanders over my forms.
I let myself be guided by instinct and I slip my hands under his shirt, with my fingertips I touch his abdominals and he vibrates under my touch.
I lift myself up on my elbows pushing him back, now he is on his knees between my legs and I lift myself up.
I sit up and take off his shirt, kiss every inch of his skin.
I alternate lips to tongue, I hear a moan arise from his chest.
I wrap my arms around his neck and pulling him down with me I start kissing him again, we both fall on the bed with a thud.
We giggle.
I spread my legs as much as possible to allow his large body to make room.
We rub against each other.
In the room the temperature rises, our moans bounce from one wall to the other.
I place my hands on his chest, naked and muscular, and push him to the side.He rolls away from me, I see the confusion in his eyes but I don't give him time to talk.
I immediately sit on his lap, feel his cock pressing against my center.My thighs are positioned to the side of his hips.
He lifts himself up on his elbows and watches me.
He looks like an angel, his eyes bright and the soft locks of hair falling over his face.
With a slow motion I grab the edges of my dress and pull it off my head.
His eyes widen, on his face an expression of wonder.
I'm wearing a simple nude lace suit.
He lifts his back and puts his hands through my hair pushing my head back towards him so that our mouths can come together again.
“You are so beautiful Amaya.So beautiful” he whispers on my lips.
I smile.
I feel his hands go down to my panties, he caresses the hem and then moves them to the side.
I feel his warm fingers brush against me, up and down along my fold.
I feel overwhelmed right now.
His thumb teases my clit and I throw my head back, a strangled moan comes out of my mouth, then his finger presses to make room inside me.
And my mind flies back to Bucky.
To his fingers inside me.
To his fingers covered with the juice of my pleasure in his mouth.
But then I see Bucky and Sharon hugging, kissing.
I see them enter the bathroom's pub and then come out with their wrinkled clothes and satisfied faces.
He had sex where we did.
Did he want to humiliate me?
He succeeded.
My excitement turns to anger.
Lucas's fingers move wisely but if before he was bringing me to orgasm, now I can no longer feel anything.
My God.
I hate myself because Lucas is perfect, that's all I'm looking for.
But he has only one flaw...he's not James Barnes.
I narrow my eyes under the illusion of being able to continue.
He is kissing the delicate skin between my breasts, bites it, and with his free hand moves a cup of my bra to be able to take a nipple in his mouth while his other hand is still buried in me and moves with more and more urgency.
But I can't take it anymore.
I grab his wrist tightly.
"Lucas...Lucas please wait" my voice is broken.
He immediately raises his face, his eyes in mine.He is trying to figure out what's wrong.
"What happens?Everything is alright?Do you want me to stop?" his voice is breathless and his chest rises and falls frantically, his body boils with pleasure.
"Yes please.Can we stop?" I speak with downcast eyes.
I cross my arms over my chest as if to protect me from the wave of pain that I know will soon hit me.
He brings his hands to my arms, rubbing them as if to comfort me.
“What's going on babe?Was I too rude?"
"No, you are perfect.I am…I am a mess”
I whimper bringing my hands to my face.Lucas grabs my wrists to try to get my hands off my face.
“Hey it's alright.You have nothing wrong”
I smile bitterly.
“Instead I am wrong, you are beautiful and you are perfect.You are below me full of desire and I am thinking of someone else instead.I'm sorry Lucas, I'm so sorry" I whisper with my eyes full of tears.
"Why didn't you tell me you were in love with someone else?" Lucas asks me, staring intently at me.
I think about it for a moment.
I am not in love.
This is not love.
But the attraction I feel for Bucky keeps me chained, unable to approach another man.
Fallen in love?No.
Intoxicated is the right answer.
"It's more complicated than that, I don't love this person but we have a past that holds me back..."
I get off his lap and look for something to get dressed, I grab a sweatpants and a t-shirt.
In the meantime, he wears the shirt again.
We stare at each other for an infinite moment.
“I'm sorry Lucas.I feel like an idiot and I swear I would love to be able to turn off my brain and make love with you here and now"
I approach him, very slowly, and place my hands on his chest.I kiss him softly, he lets me do it.
I keep talking.
“But I don't want to do it for the wrong reason.I don't want to be with you while I'm angry about someone else, you don't deserve it.I don't deserve it”
“It's okay Amaya.I understand you, really”
Now he's the one kissing me.
We kiss for another minute.
"You are the right person at the wrong time" I murmur under my breath.
A tear escapes from my eyes and he collects it with his lips.
Another sweet kiss.
"Maybe in the future..." he whispers against my lips.
"Maybe" now I am whispering against his lips.
Lucas leans his forehead against mine then breaks away and looking out the window I hear him say “Maybe I better go”
“Yeah.Ok.Do you want me to call you a taxi?"
“No, don't worry.I'll do it myself"
I see him take the phone out of the back pocket of his pants and type a short message.
"Done" he says it staring me straight in the eye.
"Come on at least let me walk you out"
I feel like shit.
We leave my room and once in the corridor we walk side by side.
I know I'm making the biggest mistake of my life but I'll never take advantage of a perfect guy like Lucas.
He deserves more.
He doesn't deserve a fuck with a woman who thinks of another man.
I touch his hand with my fingers, I feel the need to do so, but I immediately withdraw my hand.He seems to understand my intentions and grabs my hand by interlacing his fingers with mine.
We enter the elevator hand in hand in absolute silence.
Once we get outside I see a car parked right in front of us, he loosens our grip and nods to the driver of the car.
"My ride is here, I'm going"
I look down at my shoes, I can't look at him.
I feel two of his fingers under my chin that push me to look up at him.
My eyes is full of tears.
A sob of mine breaks the silence of the night.
"Shhhh it's alright" he shus me.
"Why are you crying?" he asks me with a very sweet smile.
I try to catch my breath to answer him.
“Because I feel that I am doing the wrong thing but at the same time right.I feel that you are slipping through my fingers and I will always regret it”
He grabs my face with his big hands, my hands immediately go to cover his.
“Amaya you are not losing me.I'm not going anywhere.We will continue to hear each other, I don't want to give up with you"
"But I don't want to tie you to me, it would be selfish.I don't want to preclude you from getting to know someone”
We both sigh.
“Listen to me” he tells me “No commitment.Each of us will go our own way but without losing sight of each other.If it is fate we will meet again.I'm sure"
I stand up on tiptoe and kiss him again, this time with more passion.
"Goodbye Lucas"
"Goodbye Amaya"
I watch him as he walks away from me, shoulders hunched.
I watch the car disappear on the horizon.
I go back inside the tower with a sore heart.
I find myself wandering through the immense corridors, I don't want to go back to my room.
Not yet at least.
I head to the kitchen and from the fridge I grab some chocolate ice cream, look for a spoon in the drawer next to it and take a seat on a stool, turning my gaze towards the large window.
The room is dark, the only light comes from the New York skyline.
I cry while I eat my ice cream.
I cry because I feel like a failure.
Lucas could be the key to getting out of my loneliness for good.We spent a lot of time talking this month, I was able to open up about my life.I was able to tell him about my parents and how their death shook me to the core.
And he always seemed to find the right words.
And what do I do instead?
I send it all to the air for an idiot who does nothing but disrespect me, treating me as if I didn't exist.
I feel the blood boil in my veins.
I promised myself that I would never allow Barnes to ruin my life and instead that's what I let him do.
I continue to eat ice cream, spoonful after spoonful.
Suddenly the corridor light comes on, a small beam of light illuminates my legs.
A sleepy Natasha enters the kitchen and goes to the fridge, wearing Steve's shirt and even overwhelmed by sleep, she is always beautiful.
As soon as she notices me she freezes.
"Hey already finished you two lovebirds?" she smiles at me mischievously.
I don't know what to answer her.My eyes speak for me.
As soon as she notices that they are swollen and red she rushes towards me.
“Woah woah…what's up?Did Lucas hurt you?Wait I'm going to wake up Steve and…”
“Nat, please.Nat!" I try to calm her down.
"Nothing happened.I asked him to stop and he did.Lucas was perfect"
I look down at the ice cream resting on my legs.
“I am the monster” I sob.
My best friend takes the spoon and ice cream out of my hands and hugs me.
Standing in front of me her arms are wrapped around my shoulders, I hold mine around her back and I cry all the pain and anger I have against the ollow of her neck.
"It's okay Amaya, everything is alright.I'm here with you” she shus me.
Her hands caress my hair and my back.
With her presence she tries to give me all the comfort I need.
When I finish sobbing I am going to look into her eyes.
“I'm sorry Nat, I don't want to waste your time.Go to Steve, he'll be waiting for you” I sniff.
I too would like a love like theirs.
Natasha waves her hand towards me.
"Don't worry, Steve is sleeping.But even if he was awake I would never leave my best friend alone in such a moment”
I smile at her, she is a really good friend.
She grabs a stool and places it in front of me.
"Would you like to tell me what happened?" she asks me softly.
"I don't know where to start..." I whisper faintly.
How can I tell her the truth?
I'm terrified that she mights change her mind about me.
What if she doesn't want to be my friend anymore?
The tears come back to moisten my eyes.
"How about starting from the beginning?"
I laugh at her looking into her eyes, she smiles back at me.
But I can't stand beyond her gaze so I go back to observing the city lights that never sleep.
We are silent for a few minutes then I hear Natasha sigh.
"Is it Barnes by any chance?" she asks me in a whisper.
My heart skips a beat and then starts beating furiously.
I feel my face go up in flames and tears break the banks and pour from my eyes.
I hide my face in my hands.
I hear the voice of my friend calling me.
"Amaya?You know that whatever it is you can tell me about it.You know, right?You know very well that I could never, ever judge you”
I feel her hands gently pull mine away from my face.
"Are you and Bucky hooking up?"
"No!Absolutely not!" I nervously answer her, moving uncomfortably on my chair.
"It's more complicated than that..."
I sigh heavily and tell her everything.I spend the next hour telling her everything from the beginning.
How I met him and what happened.
“Please Nat, please don't tell Steve!I couldn't take the disappointment in his eyes and I absolutely don't want to put Bucky in an awkward position”
“Don't worry with me your secrets are safe.But I can assure you that Steve would never judge you just like me”
We remain silent each lost in their own thoughts.
"Nat?"
“Tell me”
"How did you understand it?Did I betray myself in some way?"
The redhead in front of me laughs.
“Oh no!It was Barnes who betrayed himself”
My eyes fill with panic and she notices it.
“Don't worry, no one else noticed"
“What betrayed him?” I ask.
“The way he spent the evening watching you.Not to mention that you could see a mile away who was dying to punch your Handsome Knight”
I smile weakly at her words.
"Do you think I was wrong?To reject Lucas tonight?He's so perfect…”
“I believe you made the right decision.Forget what others expect of you and do only what is right for you” my friend replies.
After a few seconds she asks me whispering "Do you think you fell in love with Bucky?"
What should I answer?
"Honestly I do not know.I feel attracted to him but I don't know if there is also a feeling.I just don't know.But it doesn't matter!He has Sharon and plus he hates me so it's just my problem.I'll let it through"
The former Russian spy watches me with a raised eyebrow.
"What?" I ask with a raised eyebrow too.
“I think you and Barnes should talk about it instead”
“Sorry?Are you drunk Romanoff?"
"Oh God Amaya" from her expression I understand that I am exasperating her.
"What I'm about to tell you I've never told anyone, not even Steve, so listen to me" she looks at me intensely, then she takes up the floor again.
“I never liked Sharon.She has always given me the impression that she wanted to bend him to her will, to mold him to her liking.I'm not saying she's a bad girl but she leverages Bucky's guilt and sense of duty.Convincing him to improve, that being with her is the right thing.He is not happy.I see him and lately even Steve seems to notice it but you know what Bucky is like.He and his feelings travel on two different tracks”
I am bewildered by my friend's words.
"But I repeat that from the way he looked at you tonight, believe me when I tell you that hatred is the only feeling he doesn't feel towards you"
"I don't want to be the cause of a possible drama Nat" I admit wearily.
"The only thing I was looking for with this job was to make friends.To rebuild a family.And I did it.I wasn't looking for anything else, I didn't want to.It just happened” my voice slowly fades away.
"Sleep on it tonight" Natasha advises me.
“When you feel ready you will talk to him about it.You know even if it doesn't look like Barnes is a good guy.And you two would be perfect together”
I nod and smile faintly.
"Now go to bed and rest, tomorrow morning you will feel better"
"Thanks Nat.Thanks for everything!Your friendship is precious to me.I love you, you know it right?"
“I know Snow.What would you do without me?"
We laugh together.
We hug each other and keeping arm in arm we head towards our rooms.
She stops in front of Steve's door, we give each other a last hug and we make an appointment for breakfast.
I continue to my room, anger still burns in my body.
It clouds my mind.
I increase the pace, I feel the fury crashing down on my heart.
I am tired and I have to find a solution to all this.
In a moment of pure madness where the senses and reason are darkened by anger I march towards his door, as soon as I reach the door I knock vigorously a couple of times.
After a few seconds the thuds of bare feet approach.
Bucky opens the door, wearing only boxers and his bare chest is wonderfully arousing.
I try not to get distracted by his powerful physique and pushing him to the side in a bad way I enter his room like a tornado.
He is still motionless facing the door unable to turn in my direction.
He certainly didn't expect it to be me.