Page 123 of A Love Like Venom

“You’re playing with fire,” I warn her in a low voice.

“You’re acting like I don’t want to get burned,” she replies with a huskiness in hers.

“If you don’t get on the back of that bike I’m going to have my way with you right here.”

Her eyes turn playful as a smirk graces her lips. Trailing her finger up my chest it then lands on my collarbone. “And what does that entail?”

A growl rips from the back of my throat. With my eyes intensely on hers I tell her in a voice that doesn’t sound like my own, “It means I’m going to start by taking off your shirt. My lips are going to pay special attention to your breasts. And you’ll whimper and squirm with pleasure as I kiss you there and then nip your hardened nipples with my teeth. Just when you think you’ve had enough I’ll then take off those shorts and those panties you have on. You’ll experience pleasure like you have never known before when I finally taste you. When my tongue plunges deep inside of you you’ll be wanting me to eat you up more. And I will. I’ll eat you up like you’re my very last meal. And then, only then, when you have come down from an orgasm thatleaves you so high and breathless will I put us both out of our misery and sink my cock so deep inside you that you’ll feel me in places you never expected. When I’m done, when I have left you ruined for all other men you’ll still feel me inside you days later. And there won’t be a damn thing you can do about it.”

“Reed.” Her voice is breathless, just as I imagine it to be. Lust fills her eyes as desire has her body trembling.

I can feel her body humming as I lightly trace her open lips. Her tongue peeks out and flicks at my finger. “So if I was you I would get on the back of my bike before I make that happen right now.”

Honey brown eyes filled with lust stare at me in a trance. When I remove my finger from her lip only then does she start to back away from me. Taking slow steps backwards she finally straddles my bike. I have to readjust myself before I can even walk over to her.

Straddling the bike myself she then scoots forward, wrapping her limbs around me. She presses a kiss to the back of my ear. Something I have noticed she likes doing and I fucking love it. “Okay, magic man, take me away.”

I raise my brow. “Magic man?”

“When I first met you I thought your eyes were magical. How they changed colors due to the exposure of light. I didn’t know there was a name for it back then. They weren’t hazel to me, they were magical. And just like magic your eyes have me spellbound,” she admits to me with her cheeks crimson.

I never really took much thought to my eyes. Never once thought that they were something special. But the way she described them, how she feels about them, that makes me want to never look away from her.

Taking her palm that rests on my chest I bring it to my lips and kiss the front and back of her hand. “You’ll never have to worry about the act of disappearance ever again.”

“I know but that doesn’t mean there isn’t more magical things to explore with you.”

I love her.

I love her. I love her.

I. Fucking. Love. Her.

With her body wrapped around mine and tightly holding onto me the ride back to the compound goes by too quickly.

I could have her in my arms forever and it wouldn’t be enough. I know I have said this before but it’s the truth. The feeling of her around me and knowing that she loves me will never be enough.

I suppose that happens when you are in love. There isn’t enough time in the world to spend with them.

I already know that’s a fact for me with her.

Arriving at the compound we switch from the bike to one of the sports cars we own that we keep at the garage. It’s a new cherry red mustang that has leather interior with high tech on the inside.

The whole time that I drive us back to Hollows Point one of my hands is on the wheel while the other is firmly clasped on her bare thigh.

There’s a comfortable silence between the two of us. And every so often we will both catch one another staring. Seeing the easy smile on her face and the touch of her skin on my fingertips is like a heaven I never experienced before.

Not too long we pull up in front of her trailer. It’s the same trailer as the one that I grew up in which I always found a little odd. Only two bedrooms, one bathroom, a kitchen and a family room.

At least in my trailer, as small and crowded as it was I had my own room. I had a place that was my own.

She never had that. From what Caitlin told me she shared a room with her.

Alice never had something to call her own.

More often than not, almost every night she spent her nights star gazing with me on top of my trailer.

I wanted to ask her millions of times why she wanted to spend her nights with me rather than at home but I never did. Each time I broached they topic she would steer it in another direction.

---