Wanda figured he'd be out on a walk or at a meeting. She figured she could surprise him, lying on his bed as he came into his bedroom. She figured he'd be ecstatic to see her, immediately ripping off his clothes and joining her in bed.

What she didn't figure was that he'd already be home, lying in his bed, clothes thrown in a heap on the floor.

Wanda had used the key he had given her to enter, loud moans being the first thing she heard. So loud, they silenced the creaking of the hardwood that dipped under her weight as she walked across the apartment.

Now, she was gripping the frame of his bedroom door, peeking her head in the open crack.

"Wanda."

Her name rolled off his tongue in a heated groan, the sound shooting straight to her core.

For a second, Wanda was torn. Should she go inside or stay there and watch?

Her decision was made as she watched his hands tighten around his thick length, pumping slowly up and down. She'd go in soon. Just another minute.

The sight of him touching himself was hot and Wanda found one of her hands sliding into her pants, rubbing that sensitive nerve of hers.

As she continued to rest her head against the doorframe, Steve's pace picked up and his eyes closed shut, his head falling back against his pillow. Wanda knew he was close, she could already see the precum leaking down his tip-

Screw it.

Not being able to take another second, Wanda strode in. Steve didn't hear her footsteps over his own moans and when her hand closed over his, his eyes shot open.

"Doll?" His voice was a whisper, a mixture of confused and turned on.

Moving his hand off his length, Wanda replaced them with her own. "Let me do the work for you, Captain. Just lie back and relax."

Steve sat up on his elbows so he could watch her through half-lidded eyes. He moaned when Wanda gripped his dick tighter, slowly starting to move her hand.

Throwing his head back, he cursed. "Fuck, doll. The things you do to me."

Encouraged by his words, Wanda smoothed her thumb over his tip before leaning down to lick up his precum.

"Shit!"

Wanda smiled before closing her mouth around him, & took his length deep into her mouth. Tears threatened to spill from her eyes as he grazed near her gag reflex. He'd always been so big.

His hands made their way to her hair, tugging hard on the long reddish-brown strands. Wanda moaned while he was in her mouth, the sound vibrating against him.

Wanda knew he was close before he even said it. The way his head was thrown back, his hands tightened in her hair, curses slipping from his lips, jaw clenched-

"I'm gonna cum."

There it is.

Wanda managed to smile mischievously as he came undone, muscles tightened, screaming her name as his cum shot into her mouth. Wanda swallowed most of it, the tiniest amount slid down her chin.

"Fuck."

His body was limp on the bed, his breathing heavy as he regained his senses. But suddenly, he was back on her, flipping her onto her back.

He sent a wink her way and Wanda swore her heart stopped in her chest.

"Gotta return the favor."

Thank fuck.

Wanda's pants were off in an instant, leaving her naked core out in the open.

"No underwear?" His head dived in between her legs, tongue running up the inside of her thigh. "My naughty girl."

Wanda's eyes closed in pleasure as his mouth finally reached it's destination. His thumb immediately went to her clit and her toes curled in response. Steve knew just the spots to hit, knew her body inside and out.

Wanda succumbed to him as his tongue dived into her pussy, the blonde hair on top of his head the only thing she could see as his face was buried deep in her.

"Steve!"

The way his name rolled out of her mouth encouraged him to pick up speed. Usually he'd add a finger, his mouth moving to her clit, but Wanda already found herself close to an orgasm.

"Don't stop," she moaned, her fingers had found a home in gripping his bedsheets to the point of nearly tearing them. "Please, don't stop."

"Wouldn't dream of it, doll." The words rolled off his tongue and into her, driving Wanda towards her release.

Squeezing her thighs around his head, Wanda got lost in the pleasure, as her orgasm rolled through her body. Tremors raked through her as her breathing picked up, riding out the wave that was the one & only Captain America.

When his head lifted back up, Wanda could see the remnants of herself on his face.

"You taste so fucking good."

And, there it is again. Wanda swore that this man would be the death of her.

Steve crawled back up her body, Wanda was able to taste herself when his mouth slammed onto hers. They were not finished yet, the dominating kiss sent Wanda into submission, her body ready to be claimed by him.

"Ready for round two?"

They both were grinning, already knowing the answer.

"Do your worst."

The grin Steve was sporting turned wicked, the thought of what he was going to do to her penetrating his mind. "Oh c'mon, doll. You know I always do."

Wanda's core clenched as his mouth reconnected with hers, his body itching to take over and she let him, submitting herself completely.

And, Steve doesn't lie. No, instead, he does his worst and Wanda loves it. Just like she always does.

Wanda moaned curses against his lips as he slid into her, coming to the realisation that it was going to be a long night, a long night that she was definetly going to enjoy.