Page 11 of Sweet Venom

"Got it." She exclaims as her legs loosen and pull me from the direction of my thoughts. After I set her down, she says, "Thanks, I appreciate the help. The bucket would not have got me high enough."

"Don't worry about it. There's no better place to be than between those thighs."

Her eyes go wide, and she tucks her hair behind her ear as she turns away and starts, "Tate, you know—"

I cut her off before she can start and say, "I know you have a boyfriend, but tell me. Is it serious?"

Now, this is a question I want an honest answer to, for more reasons than one. She did disappear out of nowhere, and now she's back and staying at his place, but I know Ellis hasn't been in town, and because I've made it my business to know everything about the Lykos brothers, I know he could come back if he wanted to. So why hasn't he?

Her eyes search mine briefly, and it's how I know whatever words I'm about to get are real. "Tate, you and I have chemistry. There is no denying that. But I am back for Ellis. If I wasn't, you'd have me bent over this reception desk right now." She pulls in a stuttered breath before adding, "Please don't ask me about this again." Then, stepping around me, she takes the hallway to her office and throws over her shoulder, "Please lock the door on your way out."

Fuck. My cock is rock hard from the visual she just gave me. I want nothing more than to pull down her skin-tight jeans and sink into her from behind. Damn it. I bite my fist with a groan, trying to reel in my thoughts. I still have to make my rounds and ensure everyone is out of the building, and I know two of the guys are still on the second floor working on the mirrored wall. But while my dick might be pissed, I am not. She just confirmed all I needed to know. I'm wearing her down.

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After going upstairs to help the guys with the mirrors, it's 6:30pm. Everyone is out of the building, and no tools have been left on. The back door is locked up, and I'm just about to step out the front when I notice Vivian's car is still parked in the garage across the street, right next to mine. Even late, we were able to snag ground level. I flip the lock and head back to her office.

Since she never answered my questions about why she was a no-show all week, I can't help but feel my anxiety spike as my thoughts instantly take a dramatic turn. She's here because she doesn't want to go home, and fuck if that doesn't piss me off. I head back toward her office, where I know she’ll be. I'm a few steps away from her door when I hear a dull hum followed by an unmistakable sound that has my dick instantly hard. The intoxicating moans pick up in crescendo when I reach her door, and I grip the knob hard, battling over my next move. I know what she's doing behind this door. She asked me not to push her, to leave it alone, but I was done playing by her rules the second she got back to San Jose.

When I push open the door, I can't help but bite my lip hard. Vi's on top of her desk wearing black thigh-high stockings attached to a black garter belt set with crotchless panties. Her legs are deliciously spread as she pumps herself with a bright pink dildo. Holy fucking hell. When her eyes meet mine, she makes no move to stop until I take a step forward.

"Stop," she commands as she slows her own hand. Then, pulling her plump bottom lip between her teeth, she slips the dildo out and teasingly runs it through her slick folds before saying, "No touching, and I want to see yours."

I run my tongue over my lip and shake my head before asking, "What about Ellis?"

"Is it technically cheating if we don't touch each other?"

My answer is unequivocally ‘hell yeah.’ There is no way in hell I'd be okay with my girl doing this with another man, but she's not my girl, and I'm the other man. So my answer is easy. "No."

She dips her dildo back in, drawing out another tantalizing moan before saying, "Show me."

"Did you do all this for me?" I ask as I start to unbuckle my belt. It's a reasonable question, one that makes my cock twitch, knowing she had to have planned this in advance. I know she wasn't wearing a garter belt and stockings under her skin-tight jeans today. Those things had to have been in her bag, along with her vibrator.

"New rule: no talking." Instinctively, I take a step forward. I want to correct that smart mouth and put her in her place with my dick, but instead, she has me by the balls.

Closing her legs, she asks, "Are you going to play by the rules, or will I be finishing in private?"

The nerve of this woman, I swear. "You want to see my cock, baby? All you had to do was ask." I lower my jeans down before flipping the band of my boxers down and letting my cock spring free. I'm not shy. Her eyes stay glued to my dick as I pull myself hard before rubbing the bead of precum around the top of my crown. "Spread those thighs. Let me see that pretty pussy."

Letting her legs fall wide, her soaked pussy glistens in the light. "Fuck, you’re wet.” I stroke myself, wishing I was sinking into her. "Tell me, when you put that little outfit on and climbed on top of your desk, was it my dick that got you slick?"

"Mmm," she moans, slipping the vibrator back inside before saying, "You know it was."

I can't help the satisfied groan that escapes me, knowing she was touching herself to thoughts of me. "Pull down your bra. Let me see those gorgeous tits."

She's currently propped up on one arm, head thrown back with her eyes closed as the other is busy working her tight pussy. Unable to help myself, I step closer and still her hand. Her eyes flash open. "No touching."

I see her panic, and I know then there is no chance this will be anything more tonight, but that's not what I'm doing now. "I'm not going to touch you. Just this." I gently ease the dildo out of her fingers, not wanting to push too hard and cause her to pull away. I need her to stay in the moment. "Let me make you feel good."

"Just the toy," she says, her eyes bouncing between mine.

"Just the toy," I repeat.

She pauses as she considers my offer, thinking through the ramifications before relenting and dropping her arm. As she braces herself on both arms, we both look down and watch as I slowly push the dildo in, entirely transfixed by the way her pussy grips it tight. Then, pulling back, I slip it all the way out and glide it through her swollen folds before pressing it to her clit. A low whimper escapes her mouth, and I tear my eyes away from her perfect pussy to meet her smoldering gaze. I don't even get a chance to process whatever craving I see there before she says, "Don't hold back."

I slap her pussy with the dildo before ordering, "Tit's out. Now."

She flashes me a mischievous smile before unhooking her front clasp and letting them fall free. Vivian doesn't have big breasts, but they'd bounce just fine riding my dick, easily a perfect handful, and definitely more than a mouthful. Her nipples immediately pebble from the cool temperature in the room, and all I can think about is taking one between my teeth. She must notice the direction of my thoughts because she brings a hand to her breast squeezing it thoroughly before pinching her nipple. "Mmm," she purrs, eyes locked on mine.

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