Boston Avant-Garde 6: Chiaroscuro by Kaitlin Maitland Read Free Book Online Page A

kiss. Fueled by desperation, she sank into the contact as if she were clinging to a raft in a storm. He didn’t disappoint. Owen pushed her onto her back and slid his tongue into her mouth.
    They grappled on the bed, and she let her hands roam over his sleek skin. She traced the powerful arms and scored the skin on his ribs. His sensitive belly shrank away from her fingertips until she finally wrapped her hand around his thick cock.
    He was fully erect. He thrust his hips, and his shaft pushed against her mound. She left his mouth in favor of laving her tongue down the column of his throat. He groaned, and she quivered at the vibration of the rumbly noise against her lips.
    She squirmed beneath him, arching up and telling him what she wanted. Her core was wet and needy. He’d been inside her not a half hour ago, but she wanted him again. His thick cock stretched her achy pussy in all the right spots. She wanted that. She needed it.
    “Patience,” he murmured. “Where are your condoms?”
    “I’m on the pill, and I’ve been tested.” She hoped she didn’t sound like a completely irresponsible freak. “Tell me you’re clean.”
    He drew back, gazing into her eyes. “I am, but are you sure that’s what you want?”
    She ran her tongue across the dry surface of her lips. “I want your dick in my cunt, and I want it now.”
    Lust heated his expression with the promise of fulfillment. He pushed her legs apart and wedged his hips between them. She undulated, urging him on. It wasn’t enough to feel the press of his hot cock barely teasing her entrance.
    Creamy juice dampened her thighs. Her clit was pulsing, and she felt as if she would die without a climax. She spread her legs farther, and the crown of his prick prodded her pussy lips.
    “Fuck me, Owen. Fuck me!” she panted.
    “Slow down, Mattie. We have all night.”
    Frantic for completion, she gripped his shoulders until her nails were buried in his copper skin. “There’s time to slow down later. I need it now. I want you inside me.”
    He groaned, and she knew she’d won. The round end of his penis penetrated her slick core and gained depth an inch at a time. She sighed at the sensation. Satisfaction suffused every cell in her body, and Mattie cried out with the joy of it.
    She arched her back and moved against him. Every hip thrust ground his shaft against the sensitive walls of her sex. She was lost to the rhythm of it, reveling in the sensation, and spiraling toward her orgasm. Above her, Owen was rigidly bracing his weight on his forearms.
    “Wait, Mattie. Wait,” Owen soothed. “Relax.”
    “No!” She worked harder and faster, fucking him with everything she had. It felt so good. She couldn’t get enough.
    She clenched her eyes tightly and hung on to Owen as her climax began unraveling inside her body. It was a sweet, sweet release just beyond reach. He shuddered, and his cock grew harder inside her. She slammed her pussy against him, writhing against him with all her strength.
    He gasped and flung his head back. “I’m coming!”
    “Yes!” She let go with an agonized shout. Undulating muscle contractions shook her from head to toe. “Don’t stop, Owen. Don’t you dare stop!”
    It was over as soon as it’d started. She trembled as mingled frustration and desire made her want to scream with agony. It had been incredible, but it wasn’t enough. She wanted to do it again. Suck on Owen’s gorgeous cock until he was hard once more and ready to impale her for another round of fabulous sex.
    Except I’ll still need more. I always need more.
     
    OWEN SHOVED AWAY the notion that he and Mattie shared a potent bond because they were both hopelessly linked to Lars. He couldn’t allow himself to see it like that. Her confession put a new slant on the way Owen viewed the lover who’d always run so hot and cold. In fact, Owen was starting to suspect he and Lars both carried around a list of secrets that rendered them unsuitable for long-term