Sugarplum || Sam Wilson x Reader
AN: Just…fluffy smutty smut on this Holy day. Smfh. Y'all are enablers I swear…
“Come on sugsrplum. Please? Pleeeease. I’ll take whatever you don’t sell tonight.” Sam begged literally on his knees while you tried to ignore him and whisk your meringue properly.
“Sam…” You sigh with a smile so he knows you not actually as annoyed as you’ve been pretending to be.
“I just want to bring something nice and you’re the best. You KNOW you are girl.” He flatters standing now he scurries to wash his hands and carries the pies you’ve finished to the oven which you’re holding open and setting a timer on. “One of my patients is moving into his own place and even got a date. Just want to show him some love.”
“And you can’t make your own?” You ask crossing your arms.
Sam smiles and brushes a little flour from your face. You blush and look down at the floor.
“You know I’ll fuck it up somehow. Now, if you want to help me…” He grins now. He knows he has you.
Even with the excessive amount of baking you do for the wildly successful bakery and Cafe you own, you could never resist baking something for him. Especially not for the VA that had been so good to you and Sam.
Your brother Riley and Sam had been partners and best friends for years before he died in combat. You had been the only person to tell and Sam made sure it was him that told you. After Riley’s funeral you didn’t see Sam for years in which you started college for your degree in business and culinary arts. A year before graduation Sam showed up at your condo in tears. Apologizing for disappearing. Telling you about the reckless things he’d done in the field. He tells you he’s been put on leave.
You remember you dragged him inside and made him help you make dough for pizza. You laughed together, remembered Riley, drank beer and then he pulled you to the couch and held you while he slept well for the first time in years. In the morning the two of you made breakfast and he promised he’d be around.
That was almost 4 years ago. Recently though you’d been going out together. Sharing slow kisses. It was almost as if your relationship had melted into something else.
Sam startled you from your thoughts by lifting your fave to look at him am doing kissing you slowly.
“Is my girl going to help me out?” He asks brushing an errant curl from your face.
“Mine sugarplum.” He says and he sounds so sure that you lean into him. “Pretty sure you’ve been mine for longer than you know.” He kisses you again and you laugh shoving him away to try and gain some level footing.
“Fine. I’ll make you cupcakes.” You say. “BUT you’re helping.”
He laughs and wraps his arms around you from behind.
“Of course.” He kisses your cheek. “I’m going to go help Jennifer close up.”
“Thank you.” You say and turn to catch his lips.
By the time you’re locking the door behind your assistant it’s late. The street is quiet and so is the bakery. Except for Sam’s humming along to the radio in back. You laugh softly and push through the double doors into your haven.
The kitchen lights have been dimmed and Sam is shimmying and shaking around drying mixing bowls and you’re filled with such a bone deep contentment and love watching him.
He turns and wiggles over to you cracking you up. He takes your hand and dances you around to a couple of songs the two of you laughing and goofing around while you gather ingredients.
“OK OK OK focus…stooooop…” You laugh as Sam peppers kisses over your neck.
“I am focused.” He murmurs against your neck.
“I though you needed cupcakes.” You say weakly.
“You’re right.” He clears his throat and backs away. “Alright baby. Show me how it’s done.”
You grinned and hopped up onto the table in the center of the room.
“I’m not doing a damn thing.” You kick your feet and lean your hands behind you. “I’m going to boss you around. And you’re going to make your own cupcakes.” He grins up at you.
“Alright sugarplum.” He washes his hands and does everything he is told.
The cupcakes are baked and you direct him in how to mix the frosting.
“OK start the butter on low then slowly SLOWLY SAM…”
“Alright woman.” He says furrowing his brow and adding the sugar slowly. He grins as the frosting comes together. “Now add the vanilla bean and the orange zest…right?”
He shakes his ass at you in victory and you laugh.
“Here.” He holds out a finger and you smile at him sucking the frosting off slowly. Your tongue winding around the long digit before pulling away with a pop. “Jesus…girl. Quit playing.”
“It’s good.” You say with a coy smile. He surged forward and kisses you breathless holding you by the hips.
He works his hands up the back of your shirt and grips your soft sides with a groan. His hands are sticky and work fast ridding you of your apron shirt and bra quickly.
His eyes are on yours and you watch them slowly look down.
“I need you to know that…I’ve been trying damn hard to take my time with you.” He murmurs his hand cupping you breast. “But I don’t think I want to take my time now.”
“Sam…I want you.” You say honestly. “I’ve always wanted you.”
He kisses you softly pulling his own shirt over his head.
“You’re going to get it girl.” He growls.
“So much talk for someone who hasn’t taken my pants off…” You shrug dipping a finger in the frosting and suck it off your own finger.
“I swear to God…” He mutters. You laugh while he kisses the sweet orange cream from your mouth. Somehow he manages to undress you and the cool metal beneath your ass has you arching into him.
“Sam…” You whisper. He’s tugging off his pants and you manage to dip another finger into the frosting bowl. He’s glancing up at you when you catch the head of his hard dick in the frosting collected on your finger.
“You made a mess baby.” He backs up and leans against the counter. “Come clean this up.” He commands.
You hop down and fall to your knees happily smearing the rest of the frosting over his abs. He’s gripping the counter and looking down at you intently.
You grin and leaned up licking at the mess you made on his abs. Hes breathing deeply.
“Fuck…” His head falls back and you brace both hands on his thighs catching his bobbing cock with your mouth. His natural taste mixing with the sugary sweet frosting going straight to your head. You sucked sloppy, slurping and choking using only your mouth on him your nose pressed to his public bone and you could feel the bulge of his dick in your throat.
Sam leaned over and wrapped a hand around your neck while he fucked your throat. He stared in your eyes silently while he used your mouth. Suddenly he pulled away and lifted you in his arms. His mouth pressed into yours.
“That mouth is going to get you in trouble one day.” He murmurs into yours. You don’t have time to respond because he’s letting you fall onto his cock. Your pussy is soaked and swallows him as well as your mouth did.
He uses his grip on your soft ass to bounce you on him. The sound of you both moaning and your flesh slapping against him is more than you can take and your first orgasm hits you suddenly. You tightened around him and bite his shoulder.
“Fuck…I’m going to tear that shit up.” Sam says laying you out on the table you were sitting on earlier and spreading your thighs. He thrust back inside you with a low groan. “Please…Sam.” He fucks into you steadily and you know he’s close when he sits you up to lick and bite your nipples.
“Gooooddamn girl. Imma cum. Give it to me baby. Give. It. To me.” You obey screaming his name and gushing around him.
You’re gripping him so tight inside your body you can feel him cumming in long spurts flooding your pussy.
You take a moment to catch your breath and gasp at him pulling out of your sensitive body. Content to just lay there for a moment you are startled when Sam pushes a thumb go your hole.
You squeal and sit up on your elbows to look at him.
This fool had the stupidest grin when he looks down on you. His thumb presses against.
“Cream filled sugarplum.” He winks. You laugh long and hard.
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