Boston Avant-Garde: Impetuous by Kaitlin Maitland Read Free Book Online Page B

and using her other hand to pump his shaft. Her tongue found his sensitive flange and kept pace until he was bombarded with stimulation that set his whole body humming with the need to come.
    His impending release trickled down his spine, pooling in the small of his back and sending rivers of fire shooting down his legs. It burned inside his body, culminating in a need so intense he bit back a groan of pleasurable agony.
    His climax came on like a tidal wave. He convulsed, his shoulders heaving forward as he strained into her mouth. Hot cum sprayed from his cock, bathing her tongue in his essence. It pulsed in concert with his heartbeat, and she swallowed as though she couldn’t get enough.
    He reached down and dragged her upright. She stumbled a bit in the close quarters, and he pulled her flush against his body. Water caught in the places where their skin was pressed together, pooling until it overflowed.
    “You taste amazing.” She reached up hesitantly, brushing his face with her fingers. The gentle touch was his undoing.
    He leaned down and took her mouth in a satisfying kiss. She tasted of his maleness and her own feminine spice. He swept his tongue inside her mouth, mating with hers and mimicking the primal rhythm of sex. It wasn’t enough. He wanted more. He wanted forever.
    The water sputtered when he turned it off, tapering to a steady dribble. He stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. Once she was wrapped up tight, he picked her back up and flung her over his shoulder for the second time that night.
    “Don’t throw me out!” She squirmed against her towel prison. “I shouldn’t have crashed your shower without an invitation. I’m sorry!”
    Silly girl. As if any man could be angry with a naked, desirable woman inviting herself into his shower. He strode out of the bathroom, careful not to brain her on the doorjamb. There was a trail of water left in his wake, a minor concern. The window unit had lowered the temperature significantly. It still had no effect on his unruly cock, which was already anticipating the next round. Her curves pressed against his skin through the thin towel. It was a buffer, but not nearly enough. Anything between them was too much when all he wanted was to be inside her.
    Swinging her right-side up, he cradled her lush body against his chest. “Would you shut up?”
    Surprise smoothed the frown lines between her green eyes. She was broadcasting her desire to talk so clearly that he had to appreciate the supreme effort it took her to remain silent. Any makeup she’d been wearing had washed down the drain. Her brown hair straggled around her face, and she was shivering with cold. She was still the most beautiful thing he’d ever laid eyes on.
    She had thrown her white dress haphazardly across his bed in her rush to join him in the shower. He picked it up, intending to drape it over the back of the sofa. She made a whimpering sound when he touched it. It took a moment for him to understand what the issue was, but something in her expression tipped him off.
    He pointedly set the dress aside. “You’re not going anywhere tonight.”

Chapter Six
    “Are you trying to get in trouble, little girl?” Nicolai’s question was tempered by the lazy circles he was tracing on her bare back with his fingertips.
    “Define trouble.” Desiree hadn’t known it was possible to be this satisfied before reaching orgasm. She could still taste the erotic spice of his cum on her tongue. She’d never experienced anything as euphoric as that one moment when she’d known beyond doubt she’d brought this powerful man to climax. It was a complex emotion, the heady sense of control and the humbling realization that he’d allowed her to push him to that point of vulnerability.
    “Why are you here?”
    “I came to see you.”
    His chest vibrated beneath her cheek as he growled. Lounging back against the headboard, he seemed content to have her curl up beside him. He’d changed out his