Page 55 of Lovely Venom
“No bra.” He swipes a tongue across his lower lip. “Nice.”
“They’re so damn uncomfortable.” My nipples harden underneath his salacious stare.
“Those tits are as gorgeous as I remembered.” His voice is thick with lust. “Now take off those damn pants.”
I pop the top button, peel them down, and kick them to the side.
Connor’s eyes drag over me, taking in every inch of exposed skin as he slaps the belt against his hand. The sound of leather on flesh has me soaked. My chest rises and falls just a little too fast.
“No thong?” He tilts his head to get a side view of my ass.
“I’m not that kind of girl.” I glare at him. “What you see is what you get.”
“Good,” he bites out and licks his lips. “I don’t want a woman who won’t look me in the eyes when she strikes. I want a venomous snake who can poison my fucking heart.”
“And you think calling me a snake is a compliment?” I bow out my hips as I meet his stare.
“You’re not just any snake.” Connor leans forward, his eyes dark and steady. “You’re a diamondback rattlesnake.”
“I’m not a snake connoisseur.” I smirk, a chill curlinglow in my stomach.
“They’re gorgeous and deadly.” Connor’s hungry eyes focus on my nipples unapologetically. “They strike fast and they kill fast.”
“I’ll take your word for it.” I swing my arms like I’m bored, even though my pulse is picking up speed.
“Their beauty draws suckers in.”
“You’re no sucker, Connor.” I keep my eyes on that belt.
“I’m not. I’m a hunter. But I like to play with fire, the same as you. Take off those granny panties and get on my lap.” He slaps a thick thigh with a possessive grin.
He thinks he’ll own me after tonight.
After sliding off the cotton panties, I stalk toward him, slow and deliberate, feeling the air between us tighten.
“No, you fucking crawl to me.”
I hesitate for just a second as a surge of heat reaches my clit with a thundering pulse. I lower to my knees and here I am, fucking crawling to Connor Quinlan.
Despite the scorching temperature outside, the wooden floor planks are cool against my hands and knees.
“Just a few more inches for all ten of my inches,” Connor taunts me. “I don’t bite.”
“But that belt will.” I get close enough to smell the leather.
“Good girl. Stand up, Venom,” he orders, low and silkily. “Give me that juicy ass to spank and teach you a lesson.”
“Yes, sir.” I bow my head.
“No,” he replies harshly. “I don’t want a weak submissive. I want the fight. I want your fire. Now, come here.”
Standing stark naked, I settle between his spread thighs, heat rolling through me.
“Good, Venom.” He drags the belt across my stomach,watching me with those piercing blue eyes. “You came back just for this, didn’t you?”
“Maybe.” I grip my breasts and thumb the hardened nipples to tease him.
“You couldn’t stop thinking about me either, admit it.” He slides the flat end of the belt between my legs and threads it into my sex.
