Page 137 of A Love Like Venom

It’s as if I want to mold my body to his. Making it so that we are one.

With my head laying on his bare chest I can hear his heartbeat. It’s strong and steady. Whereas mine beats like a hummingbird. Butterflies swarm in my stomach when his hand grips my hip. Then they intensify when that same hand moves to palm my ass.

A low moan of pleasure escapes me. The butterflies in my stomach turning to a simmer in my stomach. Heating up with each stroke of his thumb against my jean clad ass.

Suddenly I want that piece of clothing to be gone. I want it off my body so that I can feel his hand on my skin.

But it’s not just that.

I want his hands to explore every inch of my skin.

I want to experience the pleasure he promised me.

His words from when we were at the lake have been on my mind.

How would it be to experience something like that? To feel a pleasure that is never ending. Pleasure that tingles your spine and sends electric shock waves through your entire body. To feel the heat rising until you can’t contain it any longer. And then to combust in catastrophic flames.

How would that feel?

All I have to do is tell him.

That is what he said to me. I only have to tell him that I want more and he will give it to me.

I wantmore.

My body demands it.

For us to become closer than we ever have before.

I want us to finally become one.

There’s a desire sparked within me that has my blood running hot. A craving unlike anything I felt before.

This feeling, the hum that has my body standing on end, the erratic beat of my heart, the overwhelming need to have him is all consuming.

For once in my life I want someone to consume me.

I wanthimto consume me.

Embodied by my desires I boldly place an open mouth kiss on his chest. My tongue peeks out to taste his skin and my god do I want to taste more. To see if every inch of him tastes just as sweet.

His hand on my ass grips me tighter and another moan breaks free.

I continue my opened mouth kisses until I reach the underside of his jaw. Then I move my body on top of his. Aligning us perfectly I can feel his erection against my core. He’s already hard and by each of my touches he grows harder.

Raising my head I finally kiss his beautiful luscious lips. Really, it should be a sin for how perfect they are.

He opens his mouth to deepen the kiss. Although I might have initiated I am no longer in control. His tongue seeks mine out and beats me into submission. Gladly I give in. The taste of his lips intoxicating me more than any alcoholic drink I’ve had.

As our kiss continues to heat up his hands roam from my ass, then to my hips, up my sides and then down my back.

Feeling his hands explore my body is delicious yet teasing at the same time.

Desperately wanting to create more friction between us I shamelessly begin to rock against his erection.

A growl rips from the back of his throat. Hearing it stirs my blood and encourages me to keep going.

As I move my hips, my sex hitting his cock, for the first time in my life I feel myself getting wet.

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