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

15. Mitzi

Chapter 15

Mitzi

M y heart skipped a beat. “Really?” I asked. He released my hair as I started talking and he caressed the side of my face once more. For a moment, I relished his touch, because when he realized what I had originally planned, I was afraid he’d kick me out. He didn’t seem mad at me. He was more hurt and confused. “You’re a billionaire. I’ve been moaning the last few days that I’m a broke loser.”

He tilted his eyes. “I’ve never been tempted to love another person until I met you.”

“Even if I tried…”

Buck pushed his finger against my lips. “Shush. Don’t ask me why I 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 mean the Connor 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 and pussy 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 his and my 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.”

I whined as I wiggled underneath the awkward positioning. Although as weird as it was, it was hot. “I want your cock, though,” I whimpered.

Buck nodded as he extracted ourselves from my pussy. He wrapped his hand around his cock and pumped it a few times. “As you wish,” he replied. Pre-come dripped off the tip of his cock as he settled between my legs. Buck positioned himself at my entrance and thrusted inside in an agonizingly slow fashion. As he moved, he groaned until he reached the bottom. He gripped my hips before pulling back. The pace he fell into was agony and I rocked to try to shift the speed.

Buck’s thumb grazed over my clit, and I gasped. “Please, move faster. You’re torturing me.”

He chucked. Buck started to pick up speed while swirling his thumb around my clit. My pussy clenched around him as my orgasm sped closer and closer with every thrust. His other hand wrapped around my throat and my mouth fell open. Tension and some relief slashed through me—if that made sense. I knew if he squeezed just right, I’d come and I’d come hard.

“Are we still good?” he whispered.

I shook my head greedily. “Yes, yes. If you do it just right…”

He kissed my cheek. “I got you, Mitzi.”

Buck quickened his speed, and I sucked in another breath as more desire pummeled my system. As every single muscle in my body started to tighten, his fingers dug into my neck. The little bit of pain and the tightening of my breath rushed through me and I careened over the edge. My hands gripped his biceps as I rocked and moved to follow the rush of my orgasm.

“You’re doing so well, Mitzi. You’re so beautiful right now,” he whispered as he stilled. He let go of my neck, and I sucked in a giant breath as the rest of my body sagged in relief. Buck gripped my hips as he spilled himself into me. A few minutes later, he pulled out and stepped back.

“Let me clean you off,” he said. Buck left and came back with a washcloth. He slowly wiped me down and my belly grumbled angrily.

“You never fed me,” I mumbled.

Buck grinned. “I’m sorry about Tim.”

I sat up and looked for my leggings. “You know, it could have been an email, ya know?”

“Tim doesn’t operate like that when he’s worried. You must have spooked him. I’ll text him later that we sorted it out. Right?”

I nodded. “I’m sorry, by the way. I just…I had hopes. I don’t know if this new article will be good, but oh well. If I don’t get fired this time, there will probably be a next time,” I said as I pulled my leggings up my body. “Is my shirt downstairs?”

Buck turned to me and threw me a button up flannel. “Yeah.”

I sighed as I put the shirt on. It wouldn’t button, but it made me feel better until I got my clothes on from downstairs. “Cook me breakfast?”

“Always.” Buck grabbed my hand and led me downstairs. “At least that gave the pancake batter time to thicken up.”

I giggled as I separated from him and grabbed my bra from the floor. “I hate having to wait for that sort of stuff. If you are expecting me to be a good cook, I’m not. I barely pre-heat.”

“Obviously, I’ll be doing the cooking.”

After wiggling into my bra, I slid the flannel back on. “Well, so there will be more?”

The sizzle of the pan filled the air. “I told you that you’d be mine if we did it again.”

I climbed back on the couch and leaned over the back of the couch, watching Buck cook. “I just wanted to make sure we were in the same place.”

“I might be falling in love with you, Mitzi. And I think you made me believe in love at first sight.”

I hummed as I placed my head on my hands. “So, I have a new boyfriend?”

“Just in time for Valentine’s day, too,” he said as he slapped a fluffy pancake onto a plate.

“Maybe my luck may have changed after all,” I whispered. Never in my life could I imagine that a broken down car could change everything in my world. Somehow, I broke down his guarded heart and weaseled my way in. I giggled. I should probably text Nadia that I got a Valentine after all.

The end