Page 23 of Ivy's Venom

It’s dark at the strip since the street lights have long been removed. I’m waiting in my car, my stomach rolling, and my knees twitching. I’ve been holding a spliff in my hand for the last ten minutes, debating on smoking it now to take the edge off, or saving it for later when I want to extend my relief.

The choice is made for me when I see another set of headlights illuminating the road ahead. Later it is. The car pulls up next to mine and I roll down my window, watching as the driver in the other car rolls down theirs too.

“I was starting to think you weren’t gonna show.” I grin.

“I almost didn’t.” Riley smirks back. “But curiosity got the better of me.”

“Get over here.” I nod my head towards my passenger seat and watch as she gets out of her car.

Riley is gorgeous, there’s no better way to describe her, the whole Hanes family is. Her hair shines like a golden sun, her skin is bronzed, and her face is exquisite. She looks like a sinful cherub.

She gets in my car and her perfume immediately cloys the air with a scent of cupcakes. We stare at each other for a while and I feel the corners of my mouth begin to rise with hers.

“I don’t know how to do this.” She shakes her head.

“Do what?”

“Be with a girl.” She looks at me through her lashes.

I lean across the seat and clasp her chin in my hand, “don’t think about it so hard.” I whisper against her lips.

I pull her the rest of the way to me and kiss her softly at first, not wanting to scare her off. She’s wearing some sort of fruity Chapstick and I lick across her lips to taste more of it. Her mouth opens wider and I take that opportunity to kiss her harder, deeper. She moans and I grin into her mouth as my other hand cups her full breast.

“Take your shirt off.” I say, my lips still touching hers.

She pulls back and lifts her shirt over her head, displaying her round tits in a demi bra. Her nipples peek out over the edge, pink and tightened points begging for my mouth.

“I’m going to need you in the backseat.” I husk out.

She blushes a pretty pink and gets out, shutting the door. She gets into the backseat and I get out to follow her. My mouth salivates to taste her and I know my patience with being tender isn’t going to last long.

I open the door and see her sitting there, tits looking fucking delectable, her hands in her lap.

“Lay down.” I sound hard, abrasive but I’m barely keeping it together. I need to fuck the shit out of this girl.

She does as she’s told and lays down, her shoes dangling out my side. I begin to pull off her shoes, tossing them on the floor, and reach up to undo her jeans. Her stomach is toned and I vaguely remember Riley being a cheerleader in Precious Blood, I wonder if she still is at college. I pull her jeans down her legs and moan when I see she’s not wearing any underwear.

“Were you planning on killing me tonight?” I groan.

“Honestly? I didn’t think we’d get this far.” She whispers.

I spread her legs open and crawl in between them. It’s a tight fit in the backseat and if anyone decided to come here tonight, they’d see everything. My fingers spread open her pussy and her scent wafts into my face, her arousal so fucking sweet. She wants me and I’m about to show her how good a girl can eat pussy.

“You’re wet for me, Riley.” I taunt as I blow warm air on her.

She whimpers and scoots her ass closer to my face, wanting more. I slowly run my tongue from her entrance to the tight bundle of nerves and back again.

“Fuck.” She whispers, her fingers slipping into my hair.

I slide my tongue inside of her, the warmth enveloping me, and her musk potent in my mouth. I fuck her slowly with my tongue, listening to her pant, and finding that spot inside of her, flicking against it a few times.

“Fuck.” She pants out and I pull out of her.

I replace my tongue with three fingers, slamming them inside of her, and grinning when her back arches off the seat as she screams my name. I suck her clit into my mouth and lash my tongue across it, still pumping rapidly into her.

I bite down on her clit and she comes hard, her pussy clamping around my fingers and her juices soaking my hand. She’s screaming my name and pushing my face deeper into her folds.

“Oh my god,” she continues to moan as I pump in and out of her slowly. “That was amazing.”

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