Page 55 of Beautiful Venom

In fact, I don’t even feel it rushing in.

The orgasm comes crashing in, heightening and flowing through my entire body.

My legs lock around his, and I wrap my arms around his waist as I ride the blinding pleasure, fractured moans slipping out of my lips.

The release goes on and on, and although it’s not as intense as when he fucked me on the ground, it’s a close second. Probably because there was no penetration.

Jesus Christ.

Why am I thinking about penetration?

“I told you not to touch me.” He releases my face and steps back.

I’m forced to drop my hands from his waist, my mind still floating in a pleasure haze. “I didn’t mean to.”

“Is that so?” He places a hand on top of my head, stroking my hair, then shoves me down. “Such a beautiful liar.”

My knees meet the carpet, and I choose to believe the thud in my chest is due to the orgasm and not because he called me beautiful.

The sound of a belt unbuckling reaches me before I stare up. My mouth dries and the tingling in my pussy heightens to a painful throbbing.

Kane releases his huge cock lined with angry veins and strokes himself in one rough movement.

I almost forgot how big he is.

Almost.

He grips his dick in front of my mouth as if it’s a weapon and I swallow thicky. His left hand bunches in my hair, gathering it in a ponytail and using it to tilt my head back. “Did you paint these lips red for me?”

I shake my head once, somehow enchanted.

He taps the crown of his cock against my mouth. Once.

Twice.

“Hmm. Then who’s this red lipstick for?”

His precum paints my lips and trickles inside until I taste the saltiness on my tongue.

“Doesn’t matter.” He slaps my mouth with his cock. “I’ll mess up and use these red lips anyway. Open.”

My throat dries, and, as if hypnotized, I let my mouth part.

I tell myself that after what I overheard tonight, it’s useless to get close to anyone else. He’s clearly the strongest member of the team and probably on campus.

I can get close to him and use him through his libido.

But the truth is, I’m starving for a taste.

I’ve never been a fan of oral or blowjobs, but this feels different.

Surreal.

Almost as if I want to do everything with this enigma.

Whenever I’ve given a blowjob before, it was only because I felt like I had to. Because guys need their cocks sucked to get in the mood.

Not now.

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