The Lost Mafia Princess

17.) The Realization

As soon as we calm down enough, I feel him reach up and untie my wrists, rubbing them and pressing his lips to them as he does.

"You did good, baby girl." he whispers as he kisses my neck and slowly eases out of me.

I sighed, as I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders, smiling as we looked into each other's eyes as he slowly eased out of me.

He moved me so that my back was pressed against his front, and he was hugging me, his hand cupping my left breast.

I could get used to this. To being with him. Forever.

The realization has my head spinning as I lay there in his arms.

"What's on your mind, принцесса?" He asks as he shifts me again, this time causing me to lay on his chest.

"I don't know how to explain it." I tell him, chewing on my lip.

"Try. Use your words." He teases.

I smack his chest, before sighing, "I-I know we've only known each other for a little while but I- I think I'm falling in love with you." I finally told him.

I hear him sigh, before I feel his fingers touch my chin and make me look up at him.

He's smiling as he does, "I told you, you'd realize it sooner or later." He whispers as his lips press into mine.

I groan, rolling into him and straddling his lap. "Bullshit." I whisper as I kiss him again.

Before we can get too carried away, a knock interrupted us.

"What?!" Bucky calls as he lifts me off of him and sets me down on the bed next to him.

"Dinner is ready." Sharon says.

"We'll be there in a few. Go away!" He calls back.

We hear her stomp off before he turns to me.

"Let's shower so we can head downstairs to eat." He tells me as he lifts me from the bed and takes me into the bathroom.

He sets me down on the counter, and turns to turn the spray of the water on, setting it to the perfect temperature before he lifts me again and steps inside the glass stall.

We then proceed to shower, with him constantly groaning that this was a bad idea.

I ignored him and finished showering and got out to change.

He finished after me and quickly followed me.

"Why don't you have your clothes brought over here?" I asked as I slid on a pair of panties and clipped my bra on before slipping on my pantyhose.

"If you want to keep those intact, I suggest you take them off." He says as slips the clothes on from earlier. "As for your question, I can do that after we eat." He whispers.

I sigh and slip them off before replacing them with some thigh highs and a garter belt. "Better?" I asked, slipping on before lifting the dress to show him.

He looks over at me before groaning, "No, but keep those on." He tells me as he slips his shoes on.

I bite back a smirk at his reaction as I bend down to slip my shoes on.

Then I put my hair up in chignon, before slipping on my shoes and following him out.

He mumbled something unintelligible as we made our way down the stairs.

Everyone is already sitting down at the table, including Tony and Pepper.

As we sit down, Steve gives us both an inquisitive look before sighing and shaking his head as Bucky serves us wine.