Page 149 of Sweet Venom
My body slides back and forth on the seat as he pounds into me, going deep and slow one moment, then hard and shallow the next.
“Oh, Jude…”
“Mmm, yes, moan my name like that.”
“Jude…that feels…”
“Good?”
“God, yes, harder.”
“Fuck, sweetheart. Your body fits me like a fucking glove.”
“Yes…yes!” Because, truly, when did a man ever fuck me so good, to the point I’m ready to orgasm just a few moments in?
Or maybe it’s not about the man, but what Ifeelfor the man.
No.
I don’t really have feelings for Jude. This is strictly physical.
Ithasto be.
Slap.
I moan as his gloved hand meets my ass while he’s thrusting into me raw and so good.
The sound of our arousal echoes in the air. It’s sticky and loud and obscene, but I don’t care. My hands hold on to the handlebars for dear life as he fucks me into the bike.
“You look so beautiful, sweetheart.” His chest covers my back again as he pulls my hair from my face and grabs my jaw. “It’s not the dress, it’s the confidence that comes with the dress. I’m so fucking proud of you.”
I stutter, my vision becoming blurry as I try to lift my face.
There’s this undeniable urge flooding inside me—theneedto kiss him. However, his grip doesn’t allow me any movement and I can onlyfeelas he told me that.
Jumbled emotions I never wanted, let alone asked for, fill me up as fast as his hard cock.
“I’m proud of the way you played tonight, too,” I murmur. “You looked so cool, Jude.”
“Don’t flirt.”
“I thought we were already past the flirting stage.” I chuckle, but it ends on a moan because he’s hitting that spot inside me, and I can barely see him through my hazy vision.
“God damn it, fuck.” He grunts, his grip loosening around my jaw, and then my lips meet his.
I don’t know if his mouth fell to mine or I reached forhis or we just met somewhere in between, but he’s kissing me senseless.
Like he can’t get enough of me.
Jude has been fucking me every day, multiple times a day, religiously, and he still feels like he can’t get enough of me.
Like he can’t touch me deep enough or fuck me hard enough.
And I fall for it every time.
So the moment he kisses me while pounding that spot inside me, I’m coming.
The orgasm is long and paralyzing, but I still try to kiss him back, still try to have as much of him as possible.
