My Guarded Valentine (Hope Peak’s Valentine’s Day)

12. Buck

Chapter 12

Buck

“ L et me pass you the marshmallows then,” I said, as I turned around and picked up the bag of marshmallows to pass to her. Her skin darkened, a lovely shade as I peppered her hot chocolate with marshmallows. She nodded her bangs and walked back to the living room and sat on the couch.

“Thank you, Buck,” she said.

“No problem. I’d love to serve you.” As I sat beside her, her thighs tightened and she took a quick sip of her hot chocolate. My eyes followed the curve of her breast in her lovely new shirt.

“Were you planning to interview people at O’Brien industries wearing that shirt?” I was pretty sure most people that work there were mostly okay, but there was a primitive part of me that wanted to hide her from anyone. I want Mitzi to be mine.

“No. I thought maybe I could go out on the town while I was there. But now, I'm here and obviously not going anywhere.” She laughed and easily, which I know she did when she was uncomfortable and may be turned on. “I didn’t plan to wear this right now. It’s just the first thing that I grabbed from a suitcase. It was a blind decision.” Her cheeks darkened even more. I was pretty sure this was a lie. She did the shirt for me.

“Sure.”

She laughed again as she patted my thigh, and my breathing picked up. Even a light touch from her wasn’t like magic and lit my insides anew. “You didn’t answer my question earlier.”

“Oh.”

“I’m being serious.” I turned toward her and grabbed her empty hand. “I don’t want you and I to have intimate relations, and then you regret it. I don’t want you to feel forced, of course.” I also didn’t want to tell her because the tabloids would say ferocious things about me if she went to them. I’d always been clear when I was younger that everything had to be consensual and safe, but after all these years, Mitzi was my biggest temptation.

“Okay.”

“What do you mean by okay? Is that a yes or no? I need clear and concise agreement.”

“No, that’s not what I was actually saying. I was actually saying okay. I need a moment to gather my thoughts. My current thoughts are…Are you into some really, really weird kinky sex?” she asked.

I laughed. “That is very forward of you.”

“Didn’t you say safe, sane and consensual? I just don’t want to get into anything…” She paused as she seemed to realize something. Her gaze shifted towards mine and blinked a few times like she was calculating something in her head. “Are you into weird ass sex? Like not good sex but bad weird ass sex?”

“Well, that is a loaded question. I can have vanilla sex. But when I saw the way you stopped, I can see there is a little something inside you that wants more than vanilla. Is that true?”

Her breathing picked up and her gaze shifted towards her mug. “So embarrassing.”

I reached forward and grabbed the bottom of her chin and lifted it up. “Do you need pain?” I whispered.

Underneath my fingers, I could feel her swallowing once more. She struggled to wretch out of my hold, but I held firmly on the bottom chin. She licked her lips as her eyes fluttered her closed for a few seconds. I tighten my grasp on her cheek before rubbing my thumb on her bottom lip. “Are you going to be a good girl or a bad girl?”

She sharply inhaled. I licked my lips. “Are you going to answer me?” I asked.

“I like pain. I like my hair pulled. I like a bit of praise and degradation. Just depends on the mood.”

I smiled. “Can I kiss you again?”

She swallowed and nodded. I leaned in closer and our lips connected. This time, I took my time kissing her. I could taste the faint leftovers of the hot chocolate. First, I started softly before sliding my tongue against her’s. She gasped and our tongues twisted together. I reached over and hit the mug. Mitzi pulled away, laughing. “Sorry. I still have my mug.”

She leaned over and placed it on the coffee table. Once her mug was on it, she turned back towards me. “Ready.”

“Are you ready for more?” I asked.

She sucked in a quick breath and her eyes widened in excitement.

“Kisses?” she asked.

“If you want more kisses.”

Mitzi smiled before leaning in closer and wrapping her arms around my neck. Instead of waiting for her to kiss me, I pulled her into my lap. Her giggles filled the room as she straddled my pelvis. “If you’re not careful, you might be riding something a lot harder,” I said.

She tapped my chest and giggled again. “You are so bad.”

I reached out and grabbed her face with both of my hands before pulling her even closer to me. Our lips crashed together as we started to kiss. As I deepened in the kiss, my fingers trail down her body slowly, caressing down her body until I could feel her breasts in my hands. A soft moan erupted from the back of her throat as I explored her breasts with my hands. I had thought of these breasts a few times since I met her. They were just as wonderful as I had hoped. I couldn’t wait to lick them and suck on them.

Another moment later, I slipped my hand underneath her blouse. As my fingers touched her skin, another burst of arousal filled my being. I barely knew this woman, but there was something about her. I had to have her. Consume every inch of her body as I pulled her shirt above her breasts. I broke the kiss as I threw the shirt over her head. I wrapped my arms around her as I started to, and snapped her bra until her heavy breasts were exposed to me. My hands fondled them as I explored them with my tongue and my fingers. My thumb circled around one knob until it turned hard. I slowly lick down one globe before sucking in into my mouth. These were mine. Just like I thought, even the taste of her skin was absolutely amazing and addicting. She arched her back against me as she rocked on top of my hard cock.

“That feels so good,” she moaned loudly. Her hands wrapped around my head and tangled into my hair.

My tongue flicked the tip of her nipple and sucked harder. My other hand twisted her nipple. She wiggled wildly on my lap as she gasped with every new twist and lick on her nipples. After a few minutes of worshiping that breast, I switched to the other side. Her breasts weren’t perfect, but they were perfect for me.

“I can give you all sorts of pleasure,” I whispered. As I pushed her onto the couch, I could feel the heat of her body through the fabric of her leggings. My hand rubbed between her legs as I repositioned her where I needed her. “I want to eat you up. You’re so wet for me, Mitzi. What a good girl.”

Tracing my fingers up towards her waist, I pulled her pants off her hips. Mitzi giggled as she lifted her ass as I pulled them down. As I sat on my knees on the floor, I looked at her in all her thick and luscious glory, completely naked for me. My hands gripped her knees as I pulled her legs apart. The dark curls between her legs glistened with her arousal. The back of my hand dragged up her thighs and her chest rose as her thigh quivered underneath my touch. I leaned forward and licked up her leg. My palms pushed her thighs even wider until she was completely exposed to me. Her thighs quivered as she tried to shut.

I lightly tapped her thighs, and her eyes widened. “I want to see all of you. Open and ready. Just for me.”

She panted as she nodded. Moving closer, my tongue swirled around the tops of her thighs. Mitzi wiggled underneath my ministrations as I teased her.

“Do you want more, Mitzi?”

“Yes, please.”