Read Online 02 Buck Naked by Desiree Holt - Free Book Online Page B

more, more. She chanted in her head even as she squeezed her legs more tightly around him.
    The orgasm hit with no warning. One minute she was reaching for it, the next it exploded, kicking her over that mountaintop into an erotic whirlpool. Her pussy clenched tightly around Buck as his shaft pulsed inside her, shielded only by the thin latex. They shook with the force of it, shudders so great she wondered if her bones would survive.
    At last, she lowered her legs, stretching them out, but Buck stayed where he was, locked inside her. Sweat glued their skin together, but she didn’t care, nor did he seem to. She wondered if the pounding in her chest was her heart or his, or both. When his breathing eased, he showered her face with soft kisses, his mouth touching everywhere. When she looked up at him he smiled, an expression of extreme satisfaction. And something more. Something she couldn’t define.
    He lifted one hand to brush the damp hair away from her forehead, and his gaze locked with hers.
    “I knew it would be like this.”
    “Is that a good thing or bad?” she asked.
    “Good. I hope.” For a moment, a shadow passed over his face, and then it was gone. “But we might have to do it a few more times just to see if we got it right.”
    Amy managed a breathless laugh. “Vitamins first, please.”
    He grinned as he slid from her body. “Will a cold drink do? I think we’ve earned it.”
    “All offerings gratefully accepted.”
    She turned her head to watch him as he padded to the bathroom, and admired the long lines of his back and the taut muscles of his very fine ass. Oh, yeah. She wasn’t sure either if this was a good thing or bad, but she knew nothing could stop her from finding out.

Chapter Five
    Although Buck had set the alarm on his watch for six o’clock, they both laughed as he turned it off and they indulged themselves in one last, slow session of lovemaking. Reluctantly they dragged themselves into the shower, unable to stop themselves from teasing each other.
    But once dried and dressed they were suddenly awkward with each other, as if neither was sure how to act. Or react. Amy was certainly no novice to sleepovers, but morning-afters had always had a casual feel to them. Hi, thanks, great time, give you a call. Sure thing. And off she’d gone to her routine. She didn’t know how it had been for Buck, but today he didn’t seem to know what to say or do. Was it her? Was he already regretting the whole thing?
    He insisted she have toast and coffee with him before they left, but their conversation was bumpy and stilted. Finally, as they drove toward Stark Ranch, she sucked up her courage to ask him.
    “Are you sorry about last night?” She tried to keep her voice as even and uninflected as possible.
    “No!” He almost shouted the word, then blew out a breath. “No, I’m not. Not one bit.” He reached across the console for her hand and squeezed it. “I think it was probably the best night of my life.”
    “Then what…”
    He lifted her hand and kissed it. “It’s okay, Amy. I’ll work it out in my head. But everything’s fine.”
    They finished the rest of the ride in silence while turmoil seethed in her body. Buck Montgomery was the most puzzling, contradictory man she’d ever met. If she hadn’t felt such a strong emotional connection to him, she’d pull in her pride and just bow him off.
    Now they sat in Buck’s truck in the parking area at Stark Ranch. She stared at the house, knowing Matt and Reenie were probably peering out one of the windows, ready to explode with questions.
    “You sure you don’t want me to come in with you?”
    “I’m fine,” she assured him. “I’m a grown woman, and Matt’s not my father. I can handle it. Really.”
    “Okay, then.” He lifted her hand and kissed it, then ran his tongue over the knuckles. “Listen, Amy. I…”
    She shook her head. “Don’t say anything. It’s all right. We’ve both got a lot to think about.”
    He tried