Page 149 of A Love Like Venom

“Did he say when they would be here?”

“Soon.” Nodding my head I turn to leave again but then I hear the ever so faint thank you. It makes me pause for a moment and I turn to find Slater already back on the couch watching the surveillance feeds.

All he wants is to fit in somewhere. To belong.

And at the end of the day isn’t that what we all want?

Finally making it back in my room the bathroom door is still open. Based on how empty my bed is she must still be soaking in the bath.

Setting down the snacks on my nightstand I only take the bottle of Advil and something to drink.

As I enter the bathroom my breath catches in my throat and that muscular organ in my chest beats twice as fast.

If I was someone talented like a painter perhaps I would capture her beauty on canvas to keep forever. Her image would be immortalized.

But I’m not a painter. I’m nowhere close.

All I am is a man in love who will do anything for his woman. And as I stare at her, her eyes closed with her head resting on the lip of the tub, her body relaxed, her skin glistening from the droplets of water with the bubbles only showing the peaks of her breasts, I don’t think anyone, not even Da Vinci could capture all her beauty.

A soft smile plays on her lips and she says softly, “I can feel you staring.” Her eyes are closed as she says it but a second later she opens them.

Honey brown eyes meet mine with a twinkle that rivals the stars. And I instantly wonder how can I keep that look in her eyes until the end of time.

“One doesn’t stare at art. They admire it.” Her skin turns crimson from her cheeks all the way down to her chest. Making her blush has become one of my favorite things.

She gives me her shy smile. One that I adore.

“You flatter me.”

I shake my head. Then I cross the small space and crouch down next to her. With my free hand I trace the features on her face. Starting with her brown bone, then the apple of her cheeks, along her jaw and finally those sinfully plump lips. “I’m only telling the truth.”

The water sloshes as do the bubbles as she moves her body. Now those perfect perky tits that fit the palm of my hand are on full display. Her rosy nipples are hard and her breathing has changed. She takes her arm and snakes it around the back of my neck drawing me closer. Droplets of water cascade down my back but I could care less.

Forcing my head downwards she presses a kiss to my lips. It’s innocent enough at first until her tongue licks the seam of my lips demanding entry.

And I’m all too happy to oblige.

My mouth opens and our tongues meet in a passionate kiss. One that rekindles the fire we have for each other. Slowly burning us from the inside until we consume one another.

Without thinking I move closer to her but the tub is in the way. Having enough with that shit my lips stay glued to hers as I lower myself in the tub.

She giggles against my lips and says between kisses, “You have clothes on.”

I completely forgot about my sweatpants that are now drenched and sticking to my legs. Kissing her back I reply, “Don’t care.”

She laughs again and god it’s such a fucking beautiful sound. Her hands around the back of my neck pull me closer. My kneesstraddle around her slim hips as I try not to lay my weight against her. Hands that were once on the back of my neck travel down my back. I moan in her mouth, loving how her hands feel on my skin.

Her lips break away from mine to plant kisses along my jawline and down my neck. “I want you.” Her voice is breathy and needy. The sound going straight to my cock.

“It’s too soon,” I argue but it even sounds weak to my own ears. Truth is I want nothing more than to feel her tight pussy around my cock. But I also don’t want her to be in pain.

“I think I can decide when it’s too soon.” She winks up at me and then bites under my jaw.

Fuck, that’s hot.

Before I can argue her hands slip underneath the waistband of my sweatpants and she pulls them down. My cock that was straining against the fabric cries with relief.

She licks her lips at the sight of my cock. It lays hard and heavy against her stomach.