Artful Love: A Short Summer Love Story (new adult/contemporary romance) Read Online Free Page A

knew it, he freed me from my lace bra. In response, I closed in on his jeans, my fingers fumbling with the button.
    “Let me.” He swiftly undid button and zip, and guided my hands to the top of his jeans, signaling to tug them down. His own hands skimmed my sides before curving around my hips to slide off my panties.  
    Overcome with desire, I tried to crush my body against his, but he held me at a distance by grasping my shoulders.
    “Let me look at you.” He dropped his gaze to my breasts. I looked down and I understood—my hardened nipples were jutting out in shameless invitation.
    “C’mon, you’re killing me here.” I was shocked by the huskiness in my voice.  
    He flashed me a sexy smile. “What do you want me to do?”
    “This.” I pulled his hand down and guided it to my left breast. When his fingers tightened on the soft flesh, I moaned with pleasure.  
    “Is that what you want?”
    “Yes.”
    He lowered his other hand and covered both my breasts with his palms. Then he drew his fingers together to pinch and roll my stiffened nipples, and I let out an intense moan. Flames of desire licked my insides, and I strained my body against him.  
    My world was spinning out of control. I felt the urgent press of his male hardness against my inner thighs, and lowered my hand to wrap my fingers around him. Oh, he was huge! I was about to guide him into me when he locked my hand and whispered, “Condom.”
    In one smooth movement, he took a condom from the nightstand drawer, tore the wrapper off and sheathed himself. A moment later, his breath was hot against my nipple, teasing it into a tight peak. His tongue circled the areole before he closed his mouth around my nipple, hardening it to unbearable tightness. I cried out, wrapping my arms around his head to cradle him to me.
    “I want you inside me. Now.”  
    With his knee, he urged my legs wider. I happily obliged, the wetness between my legs craving to be filled. His dark eyes hungry with desire, he slowly entered me. I relished the feeling of fullness while I stretched to accommodate him. He slid deeper and deeper until I felt I would explode.  
    Then he pulled back, and a sense of emptiness overcame me. I thrust my hips forward, and he slid in home again, making love to me with long, slow, deep strokes. Sensations of pleasure rippled through my body across sensitive nerve endings that all led to the tight bud hidden between my folds.
    He caught my hands and pulled them over my head, gripping me tightly while he plunged into me faster and faster. I moaned with pleasure until I felt my internal muscles tighten, and a few long seconds later, pulsate around him in a mind-blowing orgasm that carried him over the edge with me.  
    Afterward, I cradled him in my arms, relishing every inch of him.  
    “That was amazing.” I traced my finger over his sculpted chest muscles.
    Nuzzling my neck, Roberto whispered, “You’re amazing.”  
    “No, you are. You have an incredible talent. You’re wasting it by living here. If you were in New York, you’d be famous.”
    “You know that’s impossible. There’s no way I could get into the US. No, this is what my life has to be.” His eyes darkened with pain.  
    I threaded my hand into his thick black hair. “I heard it’s hard to get into the US, but surely it must be possible for someone like you, someone who is so talented. It’s just not fair.”
    “Life is not fair, Jessica. Except sometimes, it brings you an unexpected masterpiece, even if it’s for a short time. One that you treasure for the rest of your life.” He bent down to kiss the hollow at the base of my throat, causing my breath to catch in my lungs. “You are so beautiful, Jess. I’ve never met anyone like you in my life.” He raised his head to press his lips to mine, and gazed deep into my eyes.  
    “I love you,” he whispered. His dark eyes widened as if he hadn’t expected to say this.  
    Before I knew it, I responded, “I