Pure bliss.
CHAPTER 25
Bobbie would be stretchinglike a satisfied cat if it were possible, but there was no room on this small bed with Buck taking up so much space.
Not that she was complaining. After being under him again and again for more orgasms than she could count, she’d eventually taken the lead position and ridden him into oblivion.
Yup.He was passed out cold, and Bobbie was draped all over his large, warm body.
The boat was still rocking, but the storm had definitely subsided, both inside and out.
And what a storm it had been.
Bobbie gave a self-satisfied smirk. The question of whether she was able to climax or not had certainly been laid to rest. And fuck her previous partners for letting Bobbie think the problem was her. Not only had Buck brought her to completion again and again, the pinnacles where he’d sent her had each been damnably prolonged.
In a lucid and resting moment between romps, Buck had mentioned her almost endless clenching of interior muscles, and Bobbie had just shrugged. She didn’t know how the hell it was happening. Nothing in her limited experience had prepared herfor it. Was it weird? She didn’t know that, either. Every time she peaked, she lost track of reality, her eyes growing wide before they rolled back in her head. Then she rode the wave until it eventually died down, only to ramp up again within seconds.
Clearly, Buck was either a grade A, lover, or his penis was a freaking magic wand.
Bobbie sighed. Her money was on both.
She reveled in the feel of his beating heart beneath her cheek. What she wouldn’t have given to wake up like this every day over the last fifteen years.
For that loss, she blamed her brothers, and it made her despise them even more.
Of course, she’d never hadanykind of soft spot for them, even when they had—uncharacteristically and falsly—helped her with her boat purchaseandthe start-up of her catering business. Why hadn’t that redeemed them? Because they’d not only made her grovel for both, they made suretheycame out richer on the other end.
Regarding the boat downpayment they’d “lent” her, they’d required her not only to pay them exorbitant interest, they’d made her even more of a slave to their needs; cooking, cleaning, and doing house repairs for which they were too cheap to pay local labor. They knew Bobbie was a fast learner, so they’d trusted her to patch holes in the roof, repair worn stair-treads, and even replace part of a sill that had been rotting on the north side of the old structure.
She’d done a good job, too. But had they praised her efforts?No. They’d simply demanded more.
As for her catering business? Well, they’d really hit the jackpot with that one. They were still raking in the bucks with the shares they’d demanded in return for their co-signatures on her loans.
Not very much longer.
“You’re thinking too hard,” Buck smacked his lips, then yawned so widely she almost spotted his tonsils. “What time is it?”
Bobbie sighed. “Getting late. I’ll need to move my boat back down to Searsport soon.”
Buck grumbled, then sent her a sly grin. “What if you called your brothers and tell them that the storm had you pulling in up the coast? That way, we can spend the whole night together.”
Bobbie matched Buck’s Cheshire Cat smile. “I like the way you think. The only thing wrong with that scenario, is that I have totalkto my brothers.” She stuck out her tongue and made a face.
Buck ran his hands down her naked back to cup her ass. “I’ll make it worth your while.” His lids grew heavy with promise.
Bobbie couldn’t believe he had any more sorcery in him, but far be it from her to doubt his wizardry.
“Okay,” she agreed almost giddily. “I’ll also make sure the dogs are good while I’m up. I haven’t heard a peep.”
“Oh. I gave them treats about an hour ago,” Buck told her.
“You… You got out of bed?” How the hell had she missed that?
“I did,” he laughed. “You were out like a light.”
Yup. Magic.
Another huge sigh was accompanied by her pout. All Bobbie really wanted to do was snuggle in and ignore the real world, but she reluctantly leveraged off her warm roost and inched on her knees down to the end of the bed.
