Page 20 of My Guarded Valentine

Buck pushed his finger against my lips. “Shush. Don’t ask mewhyI want you. I want you. That’s all.”

“So, do you want to properly introduce yourself to me?” I asked. I wiggled once more on his hips and he groaned in response.

Buck sighed as our eyes reconnected once more. “Hello, Mitzi. I’m actually Connor O’Brien.”

I fake gasped. “Oh, you meantheConnor O’Brien, from O’Brien Industries? The one that’s been missing for over ten years.”

“I haven’t been missing. Just here. I changed.”

I nodded. “And what about your future?”

Buck smiled. “What do you mean?”

“You said you changed?” I asked.

He turned solemn for a moment. “I think I’m about to change once more.”

I blinked as I grinned. “How so?”

“I think I’m falling in love with a reporter.”

My eyes widened in fake enthusiasm. “Oh, really? Anyone I know?”

Buck kissed down my neck before sealing it with a sultry lick and nibble with his teeth. “Probably. She broke down on my road and I couldn’t help saving her. I realized once I opened my heart to her, I was truly missing something in my life.”

I moaned as his hand pushed my shirt up, and it bunched above my bra. His hand cupped my bra covered breast. “You shouldn’t have put this on. You’re blocking what is mine.”

I reached around and started to unclip it. “You had a guest. There was no way I was going to be bra-less.”

He hummed. “So you’re not writing about O’Brien anymore?” he asked as I shimmied off my bra and shirt. Within moments, his mouth was on a breast. His tongue flicked over my sensitive nipple.

“I can’t concentrate if you are touching me like that,” I panted. “But no. I told you. I’m writing about this small town.”

He stopped and looked at me. “We’ll talk about this later. Right now, I need to fuck my pretty girl.”

My stomach lurched with his praise until I realized the coffee table was actually breaking underneath him. A moment later, we were crumpled on top of broken wood pieces. Buck laughed as he stood up, holding me in his arms.

“Probably shouldn’t have done that,” he said. Once he was standing, he threw me over his shoulder. He palmed my ass andpussy through my leggings. “I had a perfectly good couch to sit on.”

“You were lost in the moment.”

“I’m not sure, but pulling you into my lap probably was that.”

He tossed me onto the bed and grabbed the waistband of my leggings. “I think one day, I’m going to cut these off your body,” he whispered as he kissed every inch of skin he exposed in his movements.

“Why ‘Buck’?”

“It was a nickname from my brother. I’ll tell you the story later. Not now. I’m busy,” he whispered as he tossed the pants over his shoulder. He quickly nipped my thigh, and I yelped. His head left between my thighs before caressing my face once more with one hand as his other hitched my leg over his hip.

“Remember what I said earlier?”

“If we have sex again, I’m yours?” I reaffirmed with a grin.

“Yes. One more chance to back out.”

I winked and slid my hand between my legs. My fingers slipped between my seam and my eyes rolled into the back of my head while pleasure soared through me. “I guess I’ll have to get myself off if you want,” I whined.

Buck’s eyes darkened as he covered my hand with his. He pushed my fingers away from my clit and towards my pussy. I gasped as the dominating position of his hand thrilled me. Thrusting hisandmy fingers into my pussy until I was completely full. Buck bit his bottom lip as he watched our fingers thrust in and out of my body. “Utterly delicious, Mitzi. Look how stuffed you are.”

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