31 Aug 2016
A more naked taste of BUCK, NAKED
I’m back with another Buck, Naked tease, and this time he and his heroine Aleema are finally getting naked. (They try earlier in the book. Villains keep interrupting them.) Since they’ve both been celibate for a long time, it’s emotional, intense, and a little awkward.
Hands on his hips, she guided him toward the mattress, encouraged him down onto it.
It had seemed more than adequate when she’d dragged it out from the city, but compared to Buck’s height and bulk, it seemed tiny. At the same time, it encompassed the whole galaxy.
A galaxy that swirled and expanded as they got naked.
Buck had more scars than undamaged skin.
So did she.
Hers were pale against her dark skin and had had plenty of time to fade. He was fair-skinned, so the scars stood out starkly purple.
She did her best to kiss each one of his scars. At first he lay very still, making small noises of protest. But her lips and her tongue and her hands wore him down and before long he moaned deep in his throat.
Parts that Aleema had done her best to ignore for two centuries woke up hungry. Her pussy felt swollen, lush, wet enough to irrigate the desert, and Buck hadn’t even touched it yet. Her nipples ached where she brushed against Buck’s delightfully furry chest. She couldn’t even remember, at this point, whether she’d fancied men with beards and chest hair when she was young, before the Seera. All she knew was that Buck’s beard felt cosmic on her skin, and the chest hair accented the lines of his battered, muscular body and she wouldn’t change his hairiness for a fashionably depilated smoothstyle man. Not even for a whole shipload of them, all handsome as holo stars, randy as Marines on leave, and rich enough to buy her a planet of her own.
She couldn’t get enough of the salt and musk of his skin, couldn’t get enough of the varying textures of him, or of the noises he made and the way his hands alternated between tangling in her hair and exploring her body with just the right combination of roughness and reverence.
Her kisses grew more heated as she lavished them lower and lower on his body. At the damaged left thigh, she paused, asked, “May I touch you here?” The physical pain had healed as much as it ever would, but that didn’t mean it didn’t still twinge in other ways.
She felt the shrug, although she didn’t see it. “Sure. Not sure why you’d want to… Oh!” She was licking the scars, nibbling, lavishing all the affection she’d kept hidden for so many years to show him she thought he was gorgeous just as he was. As she tongued his inner thigh and kissed her way down to the slick, stretched scars where the prosthetic interfaced with his leg, she could feel him let go and sink into a dreamy, aroused state.
Blurb:
To save him, she must strip him bare.
Security expert Buck’s senses are inhumanly keen, to the point he can see through time and space, and that’s just the start of his odd abilities—thank you, alien captors. He also experiences paranoia, flashbacks, and the occasional hallucination—thank you, PTSD. No wonder he fears he could hurt one of the Malcolm crewmates he lives to protect, the closest thing to family he has left after the destruction of his home planet.
Brilliant scientist Aleema can teach him how to use his modifications without triggering PTSD. She’s survived the same meddling aliens and suffered even more dramatic alterations. At least her unwanted immortality means she’s had time to figure out how the modifications work and use the knowledge to aid other survivors. Helping Buck means spending some serious time together.
Time enough to fall in love.
Just as happiness seems within their grasp, Aleema realizes one of Buck’s modifications dooms him to an unthinkable future. To save him, she must place herself in the hands of their common enemy and leave Buck to face his worst fears without her.
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It will also be available for Barnes and Noble Nook on or slightly after the official release day of 9/1. (Nook claims it may take up to 72 hours after the book “publishes” tomorrow.) Apologies to my Nook-using fans; next time I’ll get the pre-order right.