Page 57 of Sweet Venom
“Mmm.” He nibbles on my clit with his teeth, and I arch my back as my pussy throbs in his mouth.
Damn. Goddamn.
One gloved hand pinches my nipple as the other smacks the side of my ass cheek.
Hard.
Did he just spank me?
Yes, yes, he did,I think as I all but thrust my pelvis into his mouth, chasing, searching,needingsomething.
“You react well to pain. I like that.” He spanks me again and I lurch, my hands turning clammy against the wall.
“Your cunt is soaking my mouth. Interesting.” He licks my clit, then bites again, and this time, I’m thrashing, wanting…
No,needingmore.
“Looks like you can be a very good fucking girl, sweetheart.”
My insides clench, a hot wave rushing over me at what he called me.
A good fucking girlandsweetheart?
From Jude?
This must be a dream.
But the way he touches me doesn’t feel like a figment of my imagination. He devours me thoroughly, even more enthusiastically than he did my mouth.
I’ve never met a man who was so…passionate about eating pussy, let alone who did it so fucking well.
I’m shamelessly shoving my core in his face, grinding against his mouth, but he grabs both my legs and lifts his mouth from my pussy. “No. That’s not how it works.”
My lips press together, suppressing a sound of protest, and he goes back to eating me out, thrusting into my opening with his tongue.
This time, I can’t urge him to do it faster or harder whenhe’s holding my legs wide apart so that only his tongue and lips offer me any form of friction.
Just when I think I’ll die, he pulls me so hard against his tongue, I throw my head back and scream.
I actually scream as the pleasure rips through my bones, riding his face, mumbling something unintelligible as I come the hardest I ever have.
Not even my little vibrator has given me this, let alone a man.
As I stare down at his dark eyes, I realize with horror that I just came on my stalker’s tongue.
The man who wants to kill me gave me pleasure I’ve never experienced before.
Jude licks his lips, making me observe my own arousal glistening on his mouth, as he says, “You only had disappointing sex before me, sweetheart.”
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Islam into Hunter with enough force that it topples both of us on the ice.
He groans like a bitch as I squash him beneath me, and whisper, “Target Armstrong’s legs again and I’ll make sure your hockey days are fucking over.”
Before I can do more damage, my team members pull me off him.
