Bucky Barnes X Reader Clingy Novels & Stories

Clara looked at his bare body and her cheeks turned red. She swallowed hard , trying to resist touching him. "I worked on my abs just to impress you. Tell me do you like it?" Alex said and placed her hand on his chest. "Why are you so shameless,put on your shirt now. Are you even taking your medications?" Clara asked,her cheeks turned redder. "The doctor said that what I need to recover is sex " Alex Banks whispered in her ear. He swept her off her feet and carried her upstairs. ******** In a dark room,a woman sits on a chair in front of the window viewing the scene before her eyes.

Barry began on his notes of his people again and he listened with half an ear as he thought about what barry said, it was a possibility that someone could try and hurt her to kill him, and barry was right she was a blade, used to being weapon she would attack without prejudice if someone was stupid enough to attack or betray her, he would just have to work extra hard to gain her trust. “so i think the best course of action...” bethany stopped making him look up to see what had made her and his eyes went wide as his little tank came into his room practically glowing. Her hair was down as she dried it sideways with a towel, she was wearing a sports bra and half leggings, no shoes as she smiled

"She was... alright. A bit clingy, though." "Clingy, huh?" I said, shifting and letting my naked thigh press against his under the table. He stiffened, his hand tightened around his cup. “Yeah,” he said, his voice cold. “I don’t like clingy people.” Then he focused his attention on Andy, who was talking about their gym schedule and about leg day. I reached for the pitcher of orange juice, leaning over, making sure the side of my breast brushed against his forearm. I could feel the heat radiating off him, the way his muscles turned to solid stone under my touch.

Connor When I get there, I find Evelyn seated on a colorful-looking couch. Her hundred-pound fur baby, Bucky is sleeping beside the chair, but he senses me and wakes up, running over and tackling me with sloppy kisses. Evelyn laughs as I attempt to keep him from tackling me to the ground under his weight and the ferocity of his affection until she comes to bail me out. "Sit, Bucky." He does and she pouts at me. "He loves you, you know. But I'll take him to one of the rooms, so he doesn't try to maul you again."

"If you don't want me to kiss you right here, stay still." Her back was pressed fully against Xavier Grayson's chest. She could feel the steady thump of his heartbeat. Her cheeks flushed against her will, and her ears burned red. After what felt like an eternity, he finally released her. When she saw Clint in a bikini, she couldn't help but laugh. He looked like a pregnant woman about to give birth. Clint looked thin at first glance, but years of indulgence had given him a beer belly, even at a young age. His body was covered in hair, and the sexy bikini on him was absolutely ridiculous.

I promise I will always be your little sister And when this chapter ends, I will always remember our past together and wish I could've lived it all. You have done wonders for me, and I hope that my letters will continue. Because I know that no matter what we have said to each other over the years, no matter what happens between us now, I am thankful you exist. Because without you, I probably wouldn't even be here today. All the best, Abby Bucky’s p.o.v; The wind whipped through my hair as I rode the Ferris wheel with Bucky. His hand reached up to push my curls out of my face, while I leaned into the touch. He chuckled softly. “You look adorable, angel.”

Perfect. As I flipped through the chapters, the story heated up fast. The protagonist, a shy librarian much like me, was cornered in the stacks by a dominant stranger. His hands roamed her body without mercy, fingers teasing her nipples until they ached, then dipping lower to claim her wetness. I shifted on the couch, feeling that familiar tingle between my legs. God, why did these books always get me so worked up? My thighs pressed together instinctively, seeking friction.

When his fingers moved to the clasp of my bra, he whispered against my skin, “Let me see you… I need to see all of you.” The clasp gave way. My bra fell, and my breasts bounced free. Knox exhaled like he’d been holding his breath for days. His hands cupped me, warm and reverent at first… and then firmer, greedy, kneading me in his palms like he couldn’t believe I was real.

The air felt thick, charged with shock and fury. Ryan rubbed his jaw, eyes narrowed. “You’ve got five seconds to explain yourself before I throw you out.” Back In the gym. I knelt there in the dim corner of the gym locker room, my knees pressed against the cool tile floor. Marcus stood above me, his back against the lockers, breathing rough. I wrapped my hand around him first, feeling the warmth, the way he twitched at my touch. “Bella,” he muttered, voice low and strained. I looked up at him, eyes locked, and took him into my mouth slowly. The taste was familiar now, salt and skin. I swirled my tongue around the head, sucking gently at first, then deeper.

Was it because of how intimidating he was due to his towering height and burning gaze or because I had a secret thing for him that made my face heat up so much? I tried looking away but all of a sudden I felt him raise my chin up to his gaze. "Why do you look so scared, bumblebee? I thought you've got some nerves to withstand my... you know? But sigh..." he ran his fingers through his silk hair and it fell over his face again. "Sadly, you can't even look at my face so how would you gather the guts needed to face my little monster beneath my pants? You can't, okay? So try not to stare at it so much. "