Indecent Experiment by Megan Hart Read Free Book Online Page B

belly against him, loving the thickness of his prick between them. This evidence of his desire. It made her knees weak.
    Matt passed a hand down her hair and gathered it into a tail at the base of her neck, then twisted his fingers into it. “I never got the impression you were into one-nighters.”
    “No. But this doesn’t feel like that. Does it?” This conversation would’ve been surreal with any other man she’d ever taken to bed, but somehow it fit with Matt. Analysis made sense.
    “No. Definitely not.”
    “Bed,” Melissa said again, more firmly. “I want this.”
    And Matt gave it to her. He pushed her back on the bed with his kisses, covered her with his body. The sweet weight of him pushed her hips upward. When he moved a little ways off her, Melissa made a noise of protest that turned quickly into a moan when his fingers found the heat and slickness between her legs.
    It felt as good as she’d imagined. Better, in fact. Matt’s fingers found her swollen clit and rubbed gently, then more firmly. His tongue stroked hers as his fingers dipped down into her pussy to fill her. He fucked into her gently with two fingers, his thumb pressing in gorgeous, perfect counterpoint on her clitoris, and Melissa shook with the pleasure.
    “Good?” Matt murmured into her mouth.
    “Very,” she whispered, and tilted her hips to give him more access. “Deeper.”
    Again, he gave her what she wanted. Needed. Craved. They’d already had four days of foreplay, and Melissa had spent the entire day imagining what it would be like to have sex with Matt. She was so close to tipping into orgasm already from just this simple exploration of her body that she put her hand on his wrist and looked at him.
    “You want me to slow down?” he asked.
    “It’s so good already, that’s all.”
    Matt shot her a super sexy grin. “Believe me, Melissa, I’m afraid I’m going to embarrass myself, here.”
    She laughed. “Oh, Matt.”
    “I’m serious.” He pressed a kiss to her throat, then her breasts, then slid down her body to draw a line with his tongue along her belly. He stopped at her hip, his fingers still stroking gently.
    She looked down at him. “I promise to judge you on quality, not quantity, okay?”
    He laughed and turned his face into her hip to bite it gently. “Good to know. So if I finish in like, half a minute, that’ll be okay?”
    “It’s sort of…oh…” She breathed out on a wave of pleasure as his thumb rubbed her clit in small circles. Her thigh muscles leaped and her hips bucked the tiniest amount. “Flattering.”
    “I want to taste you,” Matt said in a low voice.
    “Oh, God, please do,” came Melissa’s answer as she opened herself to him further.
    No anxiety, no fear, no embarrassment. Nothing she’d ever come to expect from a first time with someone. Matt slipped his fingers out of her and replaced them with his mouth and lips, his tongue, and Melissa shuddered to the very edge of orgasm almost at once.
    He pushed his hand under her ass while he lapped at her clit, then used his tongue to provide the same steady pressure his thumb had been giving. Tension built, up and up. She shook with it, but Matt held her still.
    Melissa looked down at his face buried between her thighs. Matt had his eyes closed. He made a long, low sound of pure desire, like she was the yummiest thing he’d ever tasted.
    Melissa went over. White-hot waves of desire swept over her. Her clit pulsed under Matt’s talented tongue as she came, fingers clutching at the sheets, hips bucking. Her vision went hazy with the ecstasy.
    She cried out his name.
    He followed her through it, easing off just right when the pressure would’ve been too much, but keeping his mouth teasing her through all the aftershocks. When she’d quieted, her breath still coming a little harsh in her throat but her body no longer twitching, Matt kissed her belly and moved up over her body to find her mouth.
    “Wow,” Melissa murmured, boneless