Page 73 of Lovely Venom
I back up against the wall again and let him kiss me.
But I know he won’t be satisfied with just a kiss.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Connor
“You keep this arm right here, Venom,” I say, pinning it to her side. “No matter how much you want to slit my throat while I’m fucking you.”
Oh right, her knives are locked up.
I keep one hand on her back, her face pressed against the brick wall. I watch her shoulders rise and fall with ragged breaths. Her feet are planted to steady herself, and she doesn’t look ready to kick me. She wants this. She’s addicted to me as much as I am to her.
Loosening my belt with my free hand, I say, “Hear that, Venom? I’m going to fuck you. You have three seconds to object. Say any word that pops into your head. No. Stop. I don’t have time for fucking safe words.”
“Don’t,” she cries out immediately, and the blood halts in my veins. “Don’t go. Don’t stop. Fuck me.”
Everything relaxes and revs up simultaneously. “Say it again.”
“Fuck me.”
With my cock free, I’m shocked at how wet it is. How I’ve already leaked so much precum from the swollen tip. I’m way too fucking aroused by this woman. It should scare the daylights out of me.
“Don’t move. I will fuck you,” I whisper while stroking my cock with one hand. The other lowers her leggings, and I’m surprised at how easily they glide down her smooth legs.
I nearly blow seeing her tight, round ass, the cheeks hanging out of her lace panties.
“Are these knickers important?” I breathe into her neck, rubbing my cock against her ass.
“No. Shred ‘em.”
“That’s my girl.” I stifle a laugh.
What woman talks like that? What woman gets her shoulder dislocated one minute and is dripping for sex the next?
My woman.
I remove a knife from my jacket, the blade glinting off the sun. With the dull side of the knife wedged into the seam of her ass, I slice the fabric down the middle.
Raina gasps. “God, yes.”
Fuck, Igetthe theoretical excitement of being with a virgin. Two of my brothers deflowered their wives, but there is something so fucking sexy about a woman with a sexual appetite that surprises me. And keeps me guessing.
“Spread your legs, Venom.” I’m hooked on her poison for sure.
Poison because she can kill me. She will certainly try again. I’ll be disappointed if she doesn’t.
I reach between her legs and dip my head into the back of her neck. “You’re so fucking wet.”
“I like pain,” she teases me.
“Good, because I have no patience to be gentle.” I slam my cock inside her.
I see stars from the combination of slick entry and resistance from her tight cunt. Easing out, I drop a wad of spit right on my length for extra lube, and then bury myself balls deep.
Holding her by the waist, I reach around to rub her clit. “Baby, keep your arm steady. I’m already close.”
“Me, too,” she says, tilting her hips to increase the friction between us.
