Page 174 of A Love Like Venom

As she breathes me in a soft smile plays on her lip. Her hands then snake around my neck. She draws me closer until my lips are a hairbreadth away from hers.

“Such a romantic.” Her lips brush against mine.

“For you.” Then I put us both out of our misery and I press my lips against hers. She opens for me immediately.

God, she’s so fucking responsive. So receptive to everything that I am willing to give her.

Our tongues dance in erotic bliss as our moans create the music.

Her fingers tangle in the back of my hair before she runs her nails down my back. I groan in her mouth knowing that she will leave marks. A sick part of me likes it. Hell, who am I kidding? I love the fact that she’s marking me. How she’s making a claim for everyone to see that I’m hers.

Alice’s possessiveness will always be a massive turn or for me.

No one has everwantedme like she does.

No one has everneededme like she does.

No one has everlovedme like she does.

Her love is all consuming and fuck does she consume me.

The bond we created when we were just kids turned into something much greater. Unbreakable and undeniable.

We understand each other so very deeply that we don’t have to say a word. We know each other better than we know ourselves.

There isn’t a life for me if she’s not in it.

And what a fucking beautiful feeling it is to know that she feels the same.

My lips then travel along her jawline and down her throat. Her skin becomes even more flushed as I begin to press open mouth kisses to the tops of her breasts.

The scraps of athletic clothing we have between us is too damn much. I want to rip her tank top off and tear of these incredibly small shorts that have been teasing me this entire session.

I want to bury my cock so deep inside of her that she’ll feel me for the rest of her life. I want each hard thrust to be a reminder of the man she has. When I make her moan I want her to listen to the sounds only I can get out of her. And when she surrenders, finally coming around my cock she will know with absolute certainty that there will be no one else she can have this with except for me.

“Reed, we can’t,” she tells me breathlessly but her body is saying otherwise. Her legs wrap around my waist tighter and she’s rubbing up against me perfectly.

I place another open mouth kiss to her breast. This one being dangerously close to her hardened nipple. Looking up at her I question, “You want me to stop?”

She bites her bottom lip and I have never seen her look this torn. Her body craving mine. Her mind telling her now is not the time. “Yes. No. I don’t know,” she huffs out. Her nails scratch their way up my back. Then applying pressure behind my neck she forces my lips to meet hers once again.

The kiss is desperate and needy as she takes control.

My one hand roams her body as my other arm braces myself over top of her. I’m about to slip my hand inside her shorts when she breaks away from the kiss.

Her head hits softly back against the mat as she rolls her eyes and grunts with frustration. “We can’t. Not here.”

And just like that, hearing the words of her saying no my hand falls away and I lay myself down next to her keeping myhands to myself. With how hard my cock is I don’t trust myself to continue touching her. Not that I wouldn’t respect her wishes but it would be harder to resist if we went further.

Curling up next to me she lays her head on my bare chest.

She presses a chaste kiss over my heart. “You really stopped.” Her voice is filled with wonder and awe.

“Of course I did. I would never do anything you wouldn’t want me to.”

She sighs happily. “I know. That’s why I love you so much.”

Stroking her long soft hair that smells of vanilla I reply, “I love you too. Always.”

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